Although Ye Fan's voice was not very loud, it was like a thunderbolt in the Nine Heavens, which exploded in the ears of everyone in the field.

For a moment, everyone's pupils contracted suddenly, and they were dumbfounded, looking at him with incredible eyes, as if they were hallucinating.

They never expected that when facing the "Little Sword Saint" Xiang Haoxuan, Ye Fan would dare to speak wildly!

What's even more shocking is that he spoke in a very flat tone, as if he was saying something that was taken for granted, and he didn't put Xiang Haoxuan in his eyes at all.

With Xiang Haoxuan's identity and strength, among his peers, anyone who saw him was extremely respectful, and now when he heard Ye Fan's words, he couldn't help but be furious, and took a step forward suddenly, his eyes bloomed with a sharp light like a divine sword out of the sheath, and scolded:

"Boy, you dare to be disrespectful to me!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Haoxuan stiffened his chest suddenly, his body was like a spear piercing the blue sky, and a momentum that was like a substance, with him as the center of the circle, quickly spread in all directions.

The people around him only felt that their hearts were heavy, as if they had been pressed against a boulder, and they were about to lose their breath.

However, Ye Fan, who was in the middle of the storm, looked as usual and calm, as if he had not been affected in any way, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he wrote lightly:

"Xiang Haoxuan, do you want to be nosy? Don't weigh how much ability you have!"

"Hmph...... What a big breath!"

Xiang Haoxuan never expected that in Taiyi Gate, someone would talk to him like this.

He laughed angrily and said, "Okay! Okay! Okay! What skills do you ask me? Then let me tell you, I learned swords at the age of six, and studied under the head of Taiyi Sect, Chong Xuzhen! At the age of sixteen, I entered the seven-rank realm and became the youngest seven-rank martial artist in the hundreds of years of Taiyi Sect!

Now at the age of twenty-five, he is a peak martial artist of the ninth grade, and among his peers, he rarely meets an opponent! You say, I am not qualified to take care of this matter?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head slowly, and said with an awe-inspiring gaze: "Does this alone make you so arrogant......?" If your master is here, you can still compare with me! But you're not qualified enough!"

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves.

Everyone in the room seemed to be petrified, stunned, and unable to move.

The kid in front of him actually compared himself with the real person!

Could it be ...... Does he claim to be a strong grandmaster?

At this time, Xiang Haoxuan's eyes were half-narrowed, a sharp light bloomed in his eyes, and he said word by word: "The boy who doesn't know the height of the sky dares to provoke me repeatedly and repeatedly, so do you dare to compete with me and fight for the winner?"

As he spoke, Xiang Haoxuan put on an attacking posture, his whole body tensed, ready to attack, as if a sharp arrow was about to come out of the string, and he was about to fight at any time.

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

The people who watched the excitement around were afraid of being affected, so they subconsciously retreated a few dozen meters, and a vacuum field appeared in an instant.

On the other side, Jiang Yunfei looked at Ye Fan's eyes, but they were extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person!

At the beginning, he just wanted Xiang Haoxuan to come forward and relieve himself.

But he didn't expect that Ye Fan would "die" like this, offending Xiang Haoxuan and making him furious.

Jiang Yunfei knew that Xiang Haoxuan's strength was invincible among his peers.

He has absolute confidence in Xiang Haoxuan, as long as Xiang Haoxuan makes a move, he will definitely be able to kill Ye Fan with thunderous means!

......

Feeling the Ling Tian battle intent on Xiang Haoxuan's body, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, he stood with his hands in his hands, with a master's bearing, and said lightly: "Since you don't measure your own strength and want to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Seeing that a big war was about to begin, Yu Zihong, who had been silent before, suddenly came to Ye Fan's side and said in a low voice:

"Sect Master Ye, if you have to make a move, please be merciful to your subordinates, don't get your life! This Haoxuan, after all, is a disciple of Chongxu Zhenren, if blood is splashed on the spot, it will be troublesome!"

Although Yu Zihong lowered his voice, the audience was silent at the moment, and his words were still extremely abrupt.

These words, he was sincere, but when they fell into the ears of everyone around him, especially Xiang Haoxuan, it was extremely harsh!

Are you kidding?

Since Xiang Haoxuan's debut, he has only abused others, and he has not tasted defeat.

But now, Yu Zihong is worried that he will be killed by Ye Fan, which makes Xiang Haoxuan, who has always been arrogant, how can he bear it?

The next moment, Xiang Haoxuan's eyes were split, his momentum reached its peak, and the clothes on his body were windless and automatic, as if it was a killing blow as soon as he made a move.

Suddenly, a disciple of Taiyi Sect walked in from the door of the auction venue, and happened to see the scene of Xiang Haoxuan and Ye Fan confronting him, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he shouted incredulously:

"Slow down! Senior Brother Xiang be careful, don't fight that 'pervert'!"

"Huh?"

Hearing this exclamation, Xiang Haoxuan frowned, and the momentum that had been promoted to the peak was also stagnant, he turned his head to look at the voice, and asked in a deep voice: "Li Xiang, what did you say?"

The disciple of Taiyi Sect called "Li Xiang" was the one who was at the door of the dojo before, making it difficult for Ye Fan to take him to the sword test!

At this moment, Li Xiang took three steps and two steps to Xiang Haoxuan's side, pointed at Ye Fan and whispered: "Senior Brother Xiang, just now outside, it was that guy who smashed the 'Sword Test Stone' into hundreds of pieces with one palm!"

"Nonsense!"

Xiang Haoxuan looked incredulous, and said with a blank face: "Li Xiang, you dare to make up nonsense and spread rumors! That sword stone, even the master can only barely leave shallow traces on it, how can it be broken by someone?!"

"Senior Brother Xiang, I really didn't lie to you!"

Li Xiang said repeatedly: "If you don't believe it, you can go over and see for yourself!"

When Xiang Haoxuan heard this, his face was cloudy, and he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up and said, "Hmph...... Li Xiang, what benefits did that kid give you, and you dare to help him like this? Say, are you going to break me up and fight for him a chance to escape?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Xiang only felt that he was at a loss for words, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"Peng!"

At this time, Xiang Haoxuan pushed Li Xiang away violently, then looked at Ye Fan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, stinky boy, we still have your internal response in Taiyi Gate, it seems that you have ill intentions, and I don't know what conspiracy you are planning! Today, I will take you down first, torture you well, and then clean up the portal!"

As he spoke, Xiang Haoxuan did not hesitate, his muscles and bones were thunderous, and there was a crackling sound on his body.

Then, his body was like a cannonball, rising into the sky, his right fist clenched, and smashed towards Ye Fan's front door.

......

Although Xiang Haoxuan is known as the "Little Sword Saint" and is a master of swordsmanship, in his opinion, with his own strength, he doesn't need to draw his sword at all to deal with just one Ye Fan!

This punch, like a rainbow, condensed his martial will, and a piercing sonic boom appeared in the air.

If he was hit, even if Ye Fan didn't die, I am afraid that his skull would crack open and he would be completely reduced to a wasted person!

"Shhh

Seeing this terrifying punch, many people around gasped and exclaimed, "It's too powerful, is this the power of the Little Sword Saint Xiang Haoxuan?"

However, when Ye Fan saw this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, as if he didn't put Xiang Haoxuan in his eyes at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan raised his right palm and slapped it lightly.

"Hmph...... It's ridiculous!With such a slow speed, you want to hit me too?!" Xiang Haoxuan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his iron fist was three points faster.

But the next moment, he trembled, and for no reason, he felt a terrifying aura that was overwhelmingly pressing on him.

Ye Fan in front of him changed his momentum in an instant, as if he had turned into a demon god who killed heaven and earth.

And Ye Fan's raised big hand also accelerated violently, like the collapse of the heavenly dome, pressing towards his face.

"Smack!"

An earth-shattering slap resounded throughout the audience.

Xiang Haoxuan's iron fist didn't hit Ye Fan at all, but he was the first to be hit by Ye Fan's slap.

Almost at the same time, the left side of his cheek was sunken, and his burly body flew out as if it had been hit by a high-speed train.

Xiang Haoxuan, the senior brother of Taiyimen and known as the "Little Sword Saint", was slapped lightly by Ye Fan and flew out!

For a while, the audience was silent!