Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it was like a bombshell, which exploded in the ears of everyone in the venue, causing an uproar.

On the other side, Uncle Zhong and Guan Feihong were completely confused, they couldn't believe their ears, and even their brains couldn't continue to think, as if a "crash" had happened.

They never imagined that Ye Fan would be arrogant to such an extent, and he simply slapped Guan Feihong in the face in full view of everyone.

In Uncle Zhong's opinion, if Ye Fan has a 1 in 10,000 chance that he can survive and become Guan Feihong's sworn brother, then he should also be grateful to Dade.

Who would have expected that he would say wildly, saying that Guan Feihong was not qualified to be his brother.

This is a ridiculous joke!

But Ye Fan's serious tone seemed to really look down on Guan Feihong.

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and there was a deathly silence.

The atmosphere also became eerie.

Not qualified!

These words, like an invisible blade, pierced straight into Guan Feihong's chest.

With the pride of his Guan family, how could he have been insulted like this?!

The next moment, Guan Feihong finally came back to his senses, his eyes were about to split, his hair stood on end, and his chest rose and fell, as if there was a monstrous anger surging in it, and his blood was about to burn.

He completely lost his mind, and there was only one thought left in his mind, making Ye Fan in front of him pay the price of blood.

"Boy, since you are looking for death, then Ben Shao will fulfill you!"

Guan Feihong said, taking out a dagger from his pocket.

Looking at it, the dagger is made of unknown materials, sharp and unparalleled, and the blade flashes with cold light, like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour, even if it is separated by a certain distance, it can feel the horror in it.

In traditional martial arts, there is such a saying-

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Long and strong, sharp and sharp.

Short and treacherous, hidden murder.

Short weapons, such as daggers, must be close to the opponent in order to attack, and they move faster and take more risks when fighting.

But this danger is not only directed at oneself, but also against the enemy.

Once you shoot, it's a life-fighting style of play, either you die or I die.

……

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Guan Feihong's figure skyrocketed, turning into a black shadow, with an astonishing momentum, and swept towards Ye Fan.

Fast!

Too fast!

Guan Feihong is the tenth Tianjiao on the Hidden Dragon List, with the realm of Xuanjing.

Even if it is only the early stage of the Xuan Realm, it is an unattainable existence for ordinary people.

At this moment, he shot out angrily, mercilessly, and used twelve percent of his strength.

The speed has surpassed the limit of ordinary people's naked eye capture.

Sister Hong, Tang Annie, Chu Mengyao and others only felt that their eyes were dazzling, and they couldn't see his movements clearly.

The sharp dagger pointed directly at Ye Fan's throat, and it was extremely vicious.

Guan Feihong said before that if Ye Fan could take three punches from him, he would be willing to bow to him.

But because of Ye Fan's provocation, he changed his mind, and he would kill someone as soon as he made a move.

"Sting!"

The dagger pierced the air, erupting with a piercing sonic boom.

And Ye Fan, who was in danger, was still standing in place, without any intention of dodging and defending.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Guan Feihong's mouth rose slightly, outlining a sneer.

In his opinion, Ye Fan was obviously frightened and stupid, and he didn't even have time to react, he would soon become a revenant under the dagger, blood splattered on the spot, and his life would be lost.

One meter!

Half a meter!

Thirty centimeters!

Twenty centimeters!

Ten centimeters!

Five centimeters!

When that dagger was only half an inch away from Ye Fan's throat.

Sudden mutation!

……

"Boom!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, shaking the eardrum.

Guan Feihong's body was shocked, and he only felt that the dagger in his hand seemed to have hit a copper wall, and no matter how difficult it was to enter, even the tiger's mouth in his right hand was in pain, and there were faint signs of cracking.

The next moment, he instinctively lowered his head, and an incredible scene appeared in his sight-

What blocked his blow was Ye Fan's two fingers.

I saw Ye Fan's right index finger and middle finger clamping the dagger lightly, as easily as holding a piece of tissue paper.

No matter how hard Guan Feihong tried to inject internal strength into the dagger, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, to no avail.

Seeing this, Guan Feihong's pupils contracted violently into the most dangerous pinhead, dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and even more monstrous waves were set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

Invisibly, it was like a big hand grabbing his heart, making him almost suffocated.

You must know that this dagger is not a scrap of copper and rotten iron, but a divine soldier given by the Qing Palace a hundred years ago.

If it weren't for Guan Feihong, who was the eldest of the Guan family, it would be absolutely impossible to have such a divine weapon.

He once used this dagger to dismantle a master of a cultivator who was cultivating the Golden Bell Jar.

But now, this divine weapon is like a toy between Ye Fan's fingers, and he can't move at all.

The scene that happened in front of him caused an unprecedented visual impact and spiritual shock to Guan Feihong.

The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, turning into an unconcealable horror, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched, the green tendons throbbed, and in just an instant, the vest was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He couldn't have imagined that Ye Fan's physical body was so terrifying, able to shake such a divine weapon!

……

"Hehe......"

At this moment, Ye Fan smiled playfully and said lightly: "The tenth powerhouse on the Hidden Dragon List?"

As he spoke, Ye Fan's index finger and middle finger of his right hand slowly rotated.

The range of action was not very large, but the sharp dagger let out a mournful roar, and it was instantly broken into two.

"Zheng!"

Looking closely, I saw that the cross-section was smooth and neat, as if it had been chopped by a sharp weapon.

At the same time, under the induction of the qi machine, Guan Feihong only felt a huge force of overwhelming desolation, like a volcanic eruption, attacking him from above the broken blade.

The next moment, he didn't have time to react at all, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

It wasn't until he hit the wall of the box that he stopped castration.

After receiving such a blow, Guan Feihong no longer regained his previous arrogance, and let out a muffled snort from the depths of his throat, his face was like gold paper, and he obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Young Master!"

At this time, Uncle Zhong next to him hurriedly rushed over and supported Guan Feihong, and at the same time did not forget to stare at Ye Fan, his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he did not dare to slack off.

I can't use words to describe the surprise in Uncle Zhong's heart at this moment.

He never expected that Ye Fan, who didn't seem to be amazing, would have such terrifying combat power.

He didn't even know how Ye Fan did it.

With Guan Feihong's tenth strength on the hidden dragon list, throughout the entire Huaxia, there are very few existences, unless they encounter those few demons, no one is invincible.

It's just that Ye Fan is so young, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, nearly ten years younger than Guan Feihong.

In Uncle Zhong's mind, even if Ye Fan started cultivating in his mother's womb, he would not be able to have such terrifying strength.

……

At this moment, Ye Fan looked at Guan Feihong who was clinging to the wall from afar, his eyes widened, like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon bowing down to the ants, and slowly spoke:

"Young Master Guan, isn't it amazing? I just said that you are not qualified to be my brother, now, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing this, Guan Feihong's body shook, as if he had been slapped hard.

A silent slap that hurts the most!

At this moment, all his pride and dignity for more than 20 years were crushed.

However, no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he couldn't say half a word of rebuttal, let alone continue to provoke Ye Fan.

Although he didn't know Ye Fan's true strength, just by the hand he showed just now, Guan Feihong knew that he didn't know the opponent.

As for Uncle Zhong next to him, his strength was not as good as his own, so he rushed forward and worked hard, without the slightest chance of winning.

Guan Feihong suddenly had a feeling that he was like a fish on a chopping board, which could only be slaughtered by others.

"Huh, Guan Shao, weren't you still very arrogant just now, why have you become dumb now?" Ye Fan said jokingly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Poof!"

Hearing these words, Guan Feihong only felt angry, his throat rolled, and he was so angry that he vomited blood!

The red blood stained his gorgeous clothes red, like a demonic blood lotus.

His facial features were twisted together, extremely hideous, like a terrible ghost under the Nine Shadows, his narrow eyes stared straight at Ye Fan, both of them were pinched tightly, his nails were cut into the palm of his hand but he didn't realize it, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Tianjiao on the Qianlong list, I know all of them, and there is absolutely no such number one person as you......! Who the hell are you?!"

Although Guan Feihong is arrogant, he can't afford to lose.

If he was defeated by the demons in the top five or even the top three of the Hidden Dragon List, he would not be so angry.

But he couldn't accept that he was defeated by an unknown brat!

Moreover, he lost so completely that he didn't even force out the real strength of the other party.

If this matter gets out, then I am afraid that he will become a joke in the entire ancient martial arts world, and he will never be able to raise his head again.

Such a huge sense of disparity made him feel like he was on a roller coaster, falling from above the clouds into the abyss.

For the first time in his life, Guan Feihong had doubts about his strength!

"My name is Ye Fan!" Ye Fan said lightly.

"Ye Fan?!"

Guan Feihong slowly repeated the name, his face dazed, obviously he had not heard of it.

"Oh yes, in the martial arts world, people often call me another name—"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan paused deliberately, his spine straightened, like a spear piercing the blue sky, bursting out with a momentum that looked at the world and stood out from the crowd, and said proudly:

"Ye-Bei-Chen!"

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