"Boom!"

Ye Fan's majesty is like the birth of an overlord.

Stone chips on the ground splattered, cracking cobweb-like cracks, and the momentum was amazing.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful momentum also erupted from his body, competing with Wu Qingcang.

"Crackling!"

In the air, there was a sonic boom, and invisible ripples spread in all directions.

Wu Qingcang's coercion was like an endless wind and waves, wanting to tear Ye Fan apart.

But Ye Fan seems to be incarnated into a giant pillar of optimus, let you rag in a turbulent manner, I stand proudly and stand still.

This invisible contest lasted for several minutes, and the two sides were still evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Finally, Wu Qingcang reined in his momentum, raised his eyebrows, and said in a loud voice:

"Boy, I heard that you defeated the Sword Star before, and the old man still didn't believe it!

"Hmph...... Master Wu, did you come to me just to make a sycophant?" Ye Fan said jokingly.

Hearing this, Wu Qingcang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burned with flames, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was furious.

He never expected that under his own coercion, Ye Fan was not only not afraid, but also dared to continue to provoke unscrupulously!

Seeing this, many of the Wu family's guards next to them were also furious, and they scolded one after another:

"Presumptuous! stinky boy, dare to be disrespectful to the head of the house, it's like looking for death!"

"The glory of the Wu family will never tolerate the slightest violation!"

"Stinky boy, the head of the family is a real martial arts giant, sitting in the south of the Yangtze River, and tens of thousands of people bow down!

......

For a while, the atmosphere in the venue was tense and fierce.

Hundreds of Wu family members stared at Ye Fan with fierce eyes, and their eyes bloomed with a ferocious light, eager to devour him alive.

At this time, Wu Qingcang's face was gloomy, and his voice was like thunder:

"Boy, hand over the divine sword that triggers the thunder, and the old man can still leave you a whole corpse! Otherwise, you will be destroyed and you will never be able to live forever!"

His tone was domineering and extremely tough, as if as long as Ye Fan said the word "no", he would unleash a thunderous blow.

But this clamor couldn't scare Ye Fan at all.

"Hehe......"

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said firmly: "Master Wu, don't you think it's strange? If I don't have any support, how can I be deliberately 'tricked' to come here?"

Hearing this, Wu Qingcang's heart "chuckled", his whole body tensed, and he was extremely vigilant.

At this time, the great butler Wu walked forward quickly and whispered a few words in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, his face showed a look of relief again, and he said loudly: "Boy, is your reliance just that talisman jade pendant? That jade pendant can block bullets, but it can't block the old man's attack!"

When Ye Fan heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't explain, and said:

With your vision, you can't guess my strength at all, it's useless to say more, come and die!"

Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, unfazed, as if he was explaining some facts, and he had already regarded Wu Qingcang as a corpse.

"Vertical arrogance!"

Wu Qingcang roared, his chest rising and falling, as if there was a monstrous anger surging in it.

With his identity as a Jiangnan martial arts giant, how could he have been insulted by young juniors?

The intense anger made his eyes red, like a fierce tiger, about to go down the mountain to kill the world.

However, opposite him, Ye Fan was still standing in place, standing with his hands in his hands, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and he had no intention of dodging or defending at all.

Seeing Ye Fan so supportive, Wu Qingcang was a little suspicious, and subconsciously asked:

"Boy, you don't use that Excalibur?!"

When Ye Fan heard this, he shot at the cold star, his spine was straight, like a spear piercing the blue sky, bursting out with a momentum that looked at the world and stood out from the crowd, and his voice pierced through Qiongxiao, as if coming from above the nine heavens:

"You're not worthy of letting me draw my sword!"

......

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bombshell smashed into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

In the eyes of everyone in the Wu family, no matter how extraordinary Ye Fan is, he is just a kid who hasn't grown any hair after all.

If it weren't for the subtlety of the Thunder Tribulation Sword, it would have been absolutely impossible to defeat Wu Jianxing in that battle yesterday.

And now, Ye Fan gave up his sword, gave up his biggest advantage, and didn't take Wu Qingcang in his eyes at all.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Wu Qingcang let out a roar, unable to suppress the roar in his heart any longer, and his burly body shot towards Ye Fan's face like a cannonball.

Under the anger, Wu Qingcang did not leave his hand at all, and the inner strength of the dantian surged.

The strength of the powerhouse at the peak of the realm is beyond doubt.

The power of this collision, with the power of destroying the withering and decaying, can literally blast a hill out of a hole.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Wu family in the distance were greatly boosted, and their faces were full of ecstasy.

"The head of the family is mighty, the huge Jiangnan, I'm afraid there is no enemy of him!"

"Hmph...... This kid is simply a fancy death! Dare to provoke the head of the family, and now he is absolutely smashed into a pulp, and there are not even bones left!"

"With the strength of the head of the family, and then get the divine sword that can trigger thunder, it won't be long before our Wu family will be able to dominate the entire East China!"

For a while, public opinion in the field was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Ye Fan at all.

And Wu Qingcang's offensive that was enough to destroy the mountains and shake Yue finally came to Ye Fan's face.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's face did not change, and his tongue bloomed and said:

"Golden Light Divine Armor!"

As soon as the words fell, his body shone brightly, and a layer of golden armor that was like a substance wrapped around all parts of his body.

The golden light is shining, and the gods are mighty.

Ye Fan, who was wearing golden armor, was like a god, dazzling, so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it directly, and they almost wanted to bow and worship.

All of this happened in the midst of lightning and fire.

Wu Qingcang didn't even have time to react before he bumped into this layer of golden light divine armor.

Mars hits Earth!

"Bang!"

A loud sound piercing through the clouds and cracking stones suddenly sounded, and the air was torn apart, and ripples and ripples that were clearly visible appeared.

Wu Qingcang, who was still imposing just now, was like crashing into an indestructible wall, not only did he fail to penetrate it, but he was shocked to retreat more than ten steps in a row before he could barely stand still and not fall out of the foreign appearance.

On the other hand, Ye Fan is still standing in place, taking root under his feet, not moving at all.

Seeing this, Wu Qingcang's face was cloudy, and he shouted incredulously:

"Even a horizontal practice grandmaster who has been practicing hard qigong for decades can't have such a strong defensive power! Boy, what kind of magical power have you practiced?!"

When Ye Fan heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a mysterious smile, and said disdainfully:

"Master Wu, this is your strongest blow? hehe...... In my eyes, it's not even a tickle!"

"You !!"

When Wu Qingcang heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

He couldn't have imagined that Ye Fan was not provoking at all, but seeking truth from facts.

In addition to the Golden Light Divine Armor, Ye Fan also has the power of Xuanwu and the Heavenly Overlord Body, even if he stands here and does not move and lets him fight, after another three days and three nights, there will be no damage.

......

Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in Wu Qingcang's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, you've already succeeded in provoking me! The real battle has just begun, let me die!"

"The power of withering glory, reversing yin and yang, reversing the world!"

Saying that, Wu Qingcang's body has undergone strange changes.

On the left side of his face, the skin has become smooth and elastic, and even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes have disappeared, like a newborn baby.

On the other hand, the right half of the face is rapidly aging at a rate visible to the naked eye, full of wrinkles and wrinkles, and the skin is rough, like an old man.

His hair, which is also divided by the midline of his face, is black and shiny on one side, and pale and withered on the other.

"Decay" and "vitality", these two opposing forces, are perfectly integrated in him.

And his aura was several times stronger than before.

The next moment, Wu Qingcang did not hesitate and turned into a black shadow and pounced on Ye Fan.

"Whew!"

His big hand actually tore through the protection of the Golden Light Divine Armor and slapped it on Ye Fan's chest with one palm.

The breath of dead silence, like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment, continued to pour into Ye Fan's body.