"Nonsense! You let go of the murderer, I should be looking for someone to ask you for!" Yan Wuji slowly pulled out his sword from behind his back, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted: "Show your weapon! Yan doesn't kill unarmed people!"

"Huh...... Do you think I'm a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch?" Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: "You're not afraid of the back road of your junior brother?"

Yan Wuji's eyes floated a trace of struggle, and in a flash, he shouted categorically: "The surname Hua, if you have a kind of fight, you will fight with me!"

Before, Ximen Muzhou killed Zhang Yaoshi in front of him, which made Yan Wuji make a self-righteous judgment, he thought that Ye Fan's strength must be below Ximen Muzhou, in this case, he still has a chance to win.

"Life or death...... Since you insist on doing this, then I have no choice but to make a fool of myself......" Ye Fan smiled and said: "Yan Wuji, you made three big mistakes today, do you know?"

As this faint question came, Yan Wuji only felt that the air around him was much thinner all of a sudden, and his breathing was not smooth.

"What could I have done wrong?" he realized that something was wrong, but he still held his tongue.

"The first mistake is that you shouldn't have connived at the arrogance of your fellow disciples, so that you would be killed. Ye Fan took the first step forward, and this bland statement fell on the ears of the people around him, but what it brought to Yan Wuji was a huge and incomparable terrifying pressure!

The huge power that was several levels higher than him directly hit Yan Wuji's head and back, like a big mountain slowly pressing down!

"Haha, this kid is scared! What are you shaking?" Guang Lei saw Yan Wuji trembling all over, and pieces of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he immediately laughed out loud.

"Senior Brother!" the two female disciples of Hanging Heaven Island exclaimed when they saw this scene, why was their senior brother timid before he could draw his sword?

"Second mistake, you shouldn't have chosen me as your opponent, you regret it now, right?" Ye Fan slowly approached Yan Wuji with a friendly smile.

"Ahh

Click--The long sword pestle made a piercing sound on the hard rock at the bottom of the valley, and Yan Wuji clutched the hilt of the sword with both hands, forcibly resisting, trying to take a step forward and remove the invisible weight on his body.

"What is this kid doing? Hey, hey, kneel, kneel, haha!"

"You want to kneel and beg for mercy?

Because no one else felt anything unusual, all the pressure was condensed on Yan Wuji alone, and some good people in the bystanders thought that Yan Wuji knelt down because he was afraid of death, but in fact he couldn't bear the weight of 10,000 catties on his shoulders at all! He was forcibly oppressed by Ye Fan and had to kneel on the ground! If he continued to insist on resisting, his pair of kneecaps that had become brittle would bear the brunt and shatter into powder!

"You lost, Yan Wuji, it turns out that your so-called bullying on Hanging Sky Island is nothing more than that, who is the rabble?" Ye Fan shook his head lightly, looking down on people.

A great master in the middle of the innate stage, crushing a mid-acquired master, isn't it as easy as stepping on a grasshopper to death? Jiang Daoqian tortured him like this at the beginning, and now he uses it to play Yan Wuji, it's really sour!

"I didn't! I didn't lose! I must kill you!" Yan Wuji knelt on the ground with his sword in both hands, his infinite hatred erupted, and his mouth was still stiff!

In front of countless people, in front of his fellow junior sisters, Yan Wuji originally put on an extremely arrogant posture, thinking that he would definitely win, thinking that no one would dare to challenge him, but he fell from the top of the mountain into the abyss quagmire, his dignity was lost, and he couldn't climb up.

How can you not hate the humiliation of kneeling!

But his opponent turned a deaf ear to his blood oath and turned to talk and laugh with the people around him.

"By the way, Yin Qi, don't look at this little guy cute and cute, it's not a good kind, the lion and tiger will crawl on the ground when he sees it, trembling on all fours. ”

"Huh, Brother Hua, will it bite?"

"If it can be tamed, of course, the Sky Survey Rat will not devour the Lord, but will protect the Lord. This is his third mistake, pointing to the deer as a horse, and treating the Sky Survey Rat as a golden calf, which is really shallow............ Ye Fan shook his head and opened his mouth to ask the boss: "I want this little guy, open a price." ”

It turns out that it was a rat? It's strange that there are rats in the world that look like fat cats and don't have tails.

Everyone showed a look of surprise, and when they looked at Ye Fanshi, their eyes were full of admiration, and they admired his breadth of knowledge even more.

A pool of blood flowed to Yan Wuji's knees, staining his gorgeous clothes red, it was Zhang Yaoshi's blood, and his headless body was lying two steps away.

Obviously, this is a low-level spirit beast golden calf, and its characteristic form is clearly recorded in the rare beast atlas of Hanging Sky Island, how can it be what kind of Sky Survey Rat it is?

Yan Wuji listened to the chatter and laughter of the enemies around him, kneeling in the pool of blood of his fellow disciples, his teeth creaking and crunching, today's humiliation, if he can escape, he will definitely return to the enemy a hundred times and a thousand times in the future!

The boss who sold the Sky Survey Rat originally planned to sell it at a price, because he didn't know what kind of species this little thing was and what it was for, but now that he saw Ye Fan's terrifying methods, he didn't dare to ask for a price all over the sky, and said tentatively with a smile: "Otherwise, if you say the number, if it is suitable, I will sell it half and give it away, and I should make a friend." ”

"Hehe, you, the boss, will do business, so let's take a grandmaster-level sword and exchange it with you. Ye Fan repeated his old trick and took out an iron sword.

The boss's face suddenly looked bitter, he is not a swordsman with a sword, it is useless to do this, and he has to set up a stall again to get money......

"Can you ...... "This boss is obviously not a cultivator, he doesn't need spirit stones, he only recognizes money.

It's better to spend money to buy it, Ye Fan is so poor that he has money left, and an immortal spring has earned him countless wealth, are you still afraid that you won't have money?

Guang Lei interjected: "I said that this person really doesn't know what to do, this is the sword forged by the famous Ye Sword Master, you don't want it, we all rush to get it!"

"That's right, you say, how much is willing to sell, Lao Tzu buys this sword!"

The boss was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this iron sword to be a strange commodity, so he hurriedly smiled, and then followed with both hands to negotiate the price with a few people who were keen on making swords.

Picking up the golden wire cage, Ye Fan waved his hand lightly, and a pressure that increased several times slammed Yan Wuji to the ground, his internal organs shook, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out in a row!

His hands were originally clenched on the hilt of the sword, but at this moment, his palms were cut from top to bottom by the blade of the sword, and two terrifying scars were cut, and the white bones were exposed!

"Let's go, let's go to the other stalls. Ye Fan no longer paid attention to Yan Wuji and the others, in his eyes, this person was no different from ants, so why waste time with ants.

"Master Huadan, this kind of goods can't be left for him, it's better to kill it to prevent future trouble!" Ning Dahai walked beside Ye Fan and lowered his voice to speak.

Ye Fan looked back at Yan Wuji, who was full of scarlet, shook his head and sighed: "Dogs can bite people, people can't bite dogs, killing dogs is a lot of effort, but it will still stain the clothes and dirty this place, forget it, a leper dog, let him go......"

"Master Hua Dan is really humble, I can't ...... it"

"Yes, yes, this kind of realm of Hua Dan Master, how can we ordinary people ...... be able to reach it?"

In the compliments of a group of people, Ye Fan's smiling and calm figure gradually faded away, leaving Yan Wuji lying in a pool of blood, his fingernails digging deep into the cracks in the stone, dyed scarlet all over, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or Zhang Yaoshi's blood......

He raised his cannibalistic eyes, which were full of malice and hatred, and he would not take revenge and swear not to be a man!

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