My Chat Group Can't Be So Pitiful

I made a visual inspection in the chat group. It is estimated that each of these Patriarchs is not weaker than the strength of the Lord of the Underworld. Sure enough, the highest-end combat power in this world is still very strong.

"So what?" Ye Fan's expression was flat.

"So what? The blood flowing in my clan is the divine blood, which is the supreme glory and cannot be desecrated by anyone!"

Several families were furious. They felt that the young man named Ye Fan was challenging their authority. This was absolutely unbearable for a family and sect.

"Hehe, what flows in Ye Mou's body is the blood of the supreme human race. My human race is a big family in all the heavens and myriad worlds. Ye Mou never thinks that the human race is inferior to any race. All creatures in the world are born equal, and we should live in harmony. , and make progress together, instead of relying on the noble blood to suppress at will, if you can't see Ye Mou's behavior, you can let you wait for your disciples to come and challenge."

"Ye will stay here all night."

"Arrogant guy, it's a piece of nonsense. How can the blood of the human race be compared with the descendants of the gods? I am not talented. Zhang Qian, a disciple of Xuanming Cave, came to learn."

A student from a big family couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped onto the ring to attack Ye Fan.

This person held a spear in his hand, piercing the sky like a silver dragon.

I have to say that the special effects of this world of self-cultivation are many times better than that of my pirate world, and this random person is just like a dragon and a phoenix, and the cost is exploding.

Ye Fan stood on the spot, not dodging or dodging, and let the spear stab his heart. Zhang Gan, who was facing him, was overjoyed that the strength in his hand had increased a bit.

But it didn't work in front of Ye Fan, the emperor took action to rule all kinds of bells and whistles.

It was difficult for the gleaming gun tip to move forward after touching Ye Fan's body. No matter how hard Zhang Gan tried, Ye Fan's body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he remained motionless.

"Hehe, it seems that your Excellency is not a young talent."

Ye Fan smiled and stretched out two fingers to pinch lightly, and the tip of the gun was instantly crushed to pieces.

Zhang Qian's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly dropped the spear and exited the ring violently. He knew that this person was definitely a master just based on that move just now.

"Who is next?" Ye Fan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but continued to invite the audience.

There was no sound in the audience, and Ye Fan's small test of the sword at the gate of the Holy Spirit Clan was only seen by a small number of surrounding residents. At this time, most of the audience in the arena saw Ye Fan use his body to fight against weapons for the first time.

Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief. They could perceive that Ye Fan hadn't had any aura fluctuations from the beginning to the end, that is to say, he crushed the spear purely by his physical body.

This is a little strong!

Many people in the audience who were about to make trouble before became quiet at this moment. They understood that Ye Fan made it clear that he was here to destroy the situation. He didn't care if you wanted to fight or run away. He just wanted to crush the genius.

This weak person went up to seek guilt.

Just as everyone remained silent, a rough voice broke the deadlock.

"I'm coming!" A strong man came on stage.

"Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Xu Kun, please advise!"

Seeing the strong man on the stage, the emotions in the audience rose again. They all knew this strong man, and he could always be seen in the final championship group of the martial arts competition every year.

This person has achieved success in physical training, and his fighting style is always head-to-head with his opponents. The sensation of punching to the flesh can always attract countless fans. Compared with those long-range bombing fighting methods, the common people prefer this down-to-earth fighting style .

"I'll go, I'm not mistaken, is that person Xu Kun?"

"That's right, it's him. I didn't expect him to come too. Now it's a good show."

"Who do you think will win between these two?"

"That goes without saying, of course it's Xu Kun, he is the favorite to win the championship every year, and recently I heard that his cultivation base has once again broken through and reached the peak of the tribulation period."

"I'll be good, so is there any more beating?"

"I don't think so. Just now you saw Ye Fan using the spear with a hard body. It is obvious that his body is extraordinary. I am afraid this will be a tough battle."

Ye Fan didn't make any moves on the stage, he had to wait until the opponent made the first move to create an atmosphere for the ring.

And Xu Kun didn't launch an attack immediately after he came to power. He also saw Zhang Qian's scene just now, and this guy named Ye Fan was even more terrifying than him.

Xu Kun also entered the ring after seeing Lie Xinxi. You must know that few people are willing to take the road of tempering their bodies these days.

Ye Fan looked at Xu Kun indifferently, and Xu Kun was also looking at Ye Fan. Although Xu Kun looked rough on the outside, he was very delicate and cautious in his heart. Those who could cultivate to this stage were all human beings.

At this moment, Xu Kun was looking for the flaws in Ye Fan's body. Seeing Ye Fan's attitude, he knew that the other party might not make the first move.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

Chapter 110 The Dreamer Delayed by Cultivation

My name is Tianyi, and I am a man who is going to be an admiral of the navy.

I am following in the footsteps of Emperor Ye Fan and watching a shocking teaching demonstration of pretending to be 13.

What is currently watching is the live version of the Great Emperor's version of the tricks hanging teaching.

"Hehe, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Xu Kun on the court saw that Ye Fan was so arrogant, and he was so unprepared in the face of Ye Fan's open door, and he felt angry in his heart.

He felt that this person was too arrogant and conceited. Xu Kun was not comparable to someone like Zhang Qian. He was a real genius, the proud son of heaven.

It was a little embarrassing for Xu Kun to be underestimated so much at this moment.

"Great mercy and compassion!"

Xu Kun didn't rush to attack, and he volleyed a palm in a steady and steady manner.

Accompanied by the indistinct Sanskrit sound, a giant golden palm suddenly struck out, and went straight to Ye Fan.