"Brother Fan, is this your trump card? When did you hook up with the vice president of Jinghua University?"
Fatty An looked happy and quietly sent a message to Yang Fan to ask.
Yang Fan was a little confused: "I said that I never knew that someone from Beijing Martial Arts University came to participate in the trial of the Spiritual Source Land. I don't know this vice president at all. Do you believe it?"
This was not the result that Yang Fan wanted to see at all. Cheng Yaojin, who suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, directly interrupted the scene where he wanted to pretend to slap him in the face to avenge the fat man, right
Sensational, sister, gain experience, sister, even if you want to come out to help, can't you wait a little later
"Classmate Ansheng, classmate Yang Fan!" Ye Hanshuang turned to look at Yang Fan and Ansheng, glanced at Jing Er and Mo Yuquan lying on the ground, and said softly: "Now the people are also beaten, and the anger is gone. Now that he's out, it's time to let him go, right?"
"Let him go?" Yang Fan shook his head slightly and grabbed the fat man who was about to follow the good example and borrow the donkey down the slope. He looked at Ye Hanshuang softly and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. Neither my brother nor I are that magnanimous. People, if these two little beasts fall into our hands, don’t even think about going back alive!”
After saying that, Yang Fan spat out his strength under his feet.
Snapped!
Snapped!
The heads of Jing Er and Mo Yuquan all turned into big broken watermelons under Yang Fan's feet. The blood mixed with the brains, dyeing the surrounding ice a bloody color.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
"Bastard, take your life!"
Mo Ming and Jing Ren's breaths froze, and they watched in disbelief as all the elite descendants of their clan turned into cold corpses.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them became furious. They didn't care whether they were the vice-principal or not. They rushed towards Yang Fan to kill him.
An Sheng was also frightened by Yang Fan, the sudden killer, and seemed a little afraid to recognize Yang Fan.
Do you want to be so awesome, do you want to be so impulsive
In front of so many kings of the aristocratic families, he trampled two children of the aristocratic families to death. This is definitely a feud that will never end.
What is Brother Fan going to do? I have never seen him so impulsive before. Why does it feel like his hatred for Jing Er and Mo Yuquan is stronger than his own rightful owner
Although An Sheng wished that Jing Laoer and the two of them would die soon, in front of the king-level experts from the Jing and Mo families, he definitely didn't have the guts to kill them directly.
Even if you want to do it, wouldn't it be the same if you wait for the Spiritual Source to open and everyone enters the secret realm to do it quietly? There are not so many kings protecting the secret realm, even if they kill all these geniuses inside. Even if you die, you can push everything to the side of the monster. Why do you have to fight with the king on the opposite side like you are doing now
This is unreasonable. When it comes to the hundred ways to play a sap, Brother Fan seems to have more experience than him. Even An Shuai can think of a sap, but Brother Fan can't think of it
An Sheng was puzzled.
But soon, he didn't have much time to think about it, because Mo Ming and Jing Ren took the opportunity to attack them directly.
Mo Ming slapped Yang Fan with a palm, but Jingren aimed at An Sheng. His punch was like a rainbow, punching through the air and hitting An Sheng's face.
An Sheng's heart tightened, knowing that he might not be able to keep the top-quality talisman given to him by Yang Fan. With his cultivation, there was no way he could withstand Jing Ren's fatal blow.
"This old bastard is still thinking about my Anjia secret realm qualifications until now. If the fat man doesn't die this time, he will have to die sooner or later!"
An Sheng felt furious. He knew very well why Jing Ren would attack him directly. To put it bluntly, the purpose was the same as Jing Er's, which was to kill him and An so that the Jing family could successfully take over the secret realm vacated by their An family. Quota.
This is a secret that almost every family in the entire federation knows, but no one or any force has ever stood up and said a word to help them settle down.
An Sheng had already seen this clearly, so he never expected these people to rescue him in time.
The only question now is, even if he can use the power of the talisman to block Jingren's killing blow, what should he do next? No matter how powerful the talisman is, it can't defeat a ninth-level Martial King!
"Principal Ye, help!"
An Sheng naturally turned his attention to Ye Hanshuang, who had shown some kindness to them just now. Judging from the scene when she restrained Mo Ming, this Principal Ye must be far more powerful than Mo Ming and Jing Ren. If she is willing to take action, she can definitely solve the siege in front of her.
Ye Hanshuang looked a little confused.
Yang Fan's reckless behavior just now can be said to have directly lost face, making a thing that was still within her control instantly become beyond her control.
Both the Mo and Jing families had lost a genius direct descendant. If she tried to stop him at this time, she would definitely offend these two aristocratic families completely.
But if she didn't take action, Yang Fan, An Sheng, and even Mu Qianqian would probably have to die here today. It would be a pity if such a good genius died here like this.
"It's really troublesome! Monk Hua didn't tell me before that Yang Fan is a thorn!"
Ye Hanshuang sighed helplessly in her heart. After hearing An Sheng's cry for help, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a movement of her mind, she directly restrained Jing Ren's figure, making his killing blow barely reach An Sheng. in front of you.
As for Yang Fan, Ye Hanshuang did not intervene directly because she also wanted to see what Yang Fan had to rely on for being so unscrupulous.
In other words, she wanted to teach this arrogant and rude guy a lesson and let him understand what reality is.
Do you really think that you can be so awesome with both spiritual and martial arts? Do you really think that a genius can be so unscrupulous and arrogant
Now, the first lesson Ye Hanshuang wants to teach Yang Fan is that only the geniuses who survive can be considered true geniuses.
Of course she would not sit back and watch Yang Fan really die. If Yang Fan finally failed to come up with the backhand and capital to fight against Mo Ming, Ye Hanshuang was sure that he could immediately save Yang Fan from Mo Ming's attack. Move out.
Yang Fan stood there quietly, facing Mo Ming's palm that directly hit his heart and lungs. He did not hide or avoid the harm. He even smiled and allowed Mo Ming's king's power to quickly approach his. chest.
"court death!"
Seeing Yang Fan's mocking look that didn't take him seriously at all, the murderous intention in Mo Ming's heart became even more intense. He originally only used three points of strength, but now it has been increased to ten points.
He is not afraid of any backhand this kid has. As long as he is strong enough, no matter how big the backhand is, it cannot stop his attack that is 100% of his strength.
Mo Ming's attack speed is very fast. It is no exaggeration to say that it is lightning and flint. In order to prevent others from getting in the way, he must use the fastest speed to smash the junior in front of him who dares to offend the dignity of their Mo family to a pulp!
"Don't hold back, you will die immediately!"
Just when Mo Ming's attack was about to hit his chest, Yang Fan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Then all the kings present clearly saw that right in front of Yang Fan's chest, a small black hole the size of a palm suddenly appeared. A large pale hand stretched out from the black hole seemingly slowly and quickly, and pulled it away with one blow. Mo Ming clenched the attacking palm in his hand.
"What's going on?! Who dares to interfere in my Mo family's affairs?!"
Mo Ming was a little confused. He didn't expect that his confident attack could be stopped so easily, as if it was child's play.
Ordinary king-level peaks may not be so powerful, right
"Who are you? You are not afraid of bullying my Mo family like this..."
Before Mo Ming finished speaking, the power in his palm was released, and a red firework exploded and ignited directly in Mo Ming's body.
"I'm afraid of you, you idiot! You're so old that you're going to kill the juniors. An old guy like you is a scourge even if he's alive. Since Mr. Fan Yi Jing has issued a death order, I ask you to die well." Bar!"
As a slightly aged voice sounded, the black hole in Yang Fan's body suddenly grew larger again, but Tian Buqi slowly walked out of it, pulling a teenage baby.
With a wave of his hand, Mo Ming's energy, blood and consciousness were directly sealed, allowing the red flames to wrap him tightly in it.
"Master Fan, we meet again!"
After finishing the matter, Tian Buqi suddenly turned to look at Yang Fan with a smile. After saying hello to Yang Fan softly, he pulled the young man behind him and scolded softly: "What are you still waiting for? This will be your master from now on." Come on, why don’t you come over and become a disciple!”
Yang Fan was stunned, what kind of thing was he doing
He said, how could Tian Buqi be so easy to talk to just now? He was not polite at all when dealing with the ninth-level Martial King of the Mo family. He had been making trouble for a long time, but it turned out that he wanted something else.
"Why should I worship him as my teacher?" The young man twisted his neck and looked like he would rather die than give in. He looked Yang Fan up and down and said, "He is nothing special. When in danger, doesn't Qinghan have to rely on four people?" Only elders can survive, how can you and my sister say so much?"
"You bastard! Just do it when I ask you to do so. Where do all these problems come from?! Do you know how much effort I and your sister put into getting you such an opportunity to become a disciple?!"
Tian Buqi couldn't help but slap the young man on the head. This brat was more worrying than his sister, he was so disobedient.
"Elder Tian, could this be the genius brother that girl Feiyao talks about?"
Yang Fan glanced at the young man and said softly to Tian Buqi: "Don't worry about becoming a disciple. After all, this forceful melon is not sweet. I, Yang Fan, have no habit of forcing others to become my disciple."
"Okay, you can let him stay with me for a while. When he understands and feels that I am qualified to be his master, it will not be too late to become his master."
Yang Fan has seen many such thorny people, and he doesn't have much time now. When he is free, Yang Fan will have plenty of means to train him.
"Okay, as long as Master Fan is willing to take him in, everything will be fine!"
Tian Buqi grinned and cupped his hands towards Yang Fan, looking like he was obeying orders.
Behind them, Mo Ming was still struggling and screaming in the red flames. After all, he was a ninth-grade king and could not be burned to death so easily.
However, as time went by, in the few seconds that Yang Fan and Tian Buqi were chatting, Mo Ming's screams became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die soon.
He kept yelling and scolding, asking for help, but just like what happened when he dealt with Yang Fan and An Sheng just now, no one among the kings watching the excitement stood up to lend a helping hand.
Human relationships among aristocratic families are often so indifferent.
(End of chapter)