Destined Martial Lord

Ye Tianhao sneered, his expression turning dark and cold.

"I'm not in a good mood. It's easy to get heavy when I hit you. If I'm not careful, I'll beat you to death!"

Ye Fan smiled.

"What did you say!?"

Anger surfaced on Ye Tianhao's face, as he suspected that he had heard wrongly.

What did that trash mean? And even wanted to beat him to death?

"If you kowtow and apologize to me now, I can still spare your life."

"Hiss …"

The surrounding crowd could not help but gasp. The expressions on everyone's faces became exceptionally marvelous as the outside of the service room suddenly became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard!

"Originally, he could just kowtow and apologize to Ye Tianhao. But now, it has become troublesome. After all, as a member of the same clan, it is impossible for Ye Tianhao to actually kill him.

"That trash must be crazy. What qualifications does he have to fight with Ye Tianhao? He is simply courting death!"

"Ye Fan, I think it's better for you to admit your wrongs. After all, admitting your wrongs is not that big of a deal. It's still better than not living at all."

"Ye Fan, don't force yourself. Hurry up and admit your mistake." Ye Tianhao is an outer court disciple, and cannot be compared with us servants! "

Although Ye Fan was a trash, he was still a servant. For an outer disciple to come here and bully people, some people were not used to it.

"Good!" Good! Good! I didn't expect a piece of trash like you to have such backbone! Originally, I did not want to gain a reputation of bullying the weak, but now, it's too late for you to kneel down and kowtow! "

"I will now officially issue a challenge to you. According to the rules, you, a servant, have no right to refuse!" I will first break your arms and legs, and then slowly play you to death! "

Ye Tianhao did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and raised his palm. He took out a dagger and gently cut his finger. A drop of blood dripped down, completing the challenge ceremony.

To be looked down upon by a piece of trash, this was simply a great humiliation! Based on this alone, Ye Fan had to die!

"Ye Tianhao is serious! This time, Ye Fan is definitely dead! "

"Ye Fan's going to die in an instant, right?"

"Ye Fan!" Hurry up and run for your life. If you can find a supervisor right now, I might be able to save your life. "

"Since when could this guy be so good at pretending? Why aren't you looking at your opponent? He's really putting on an act with his life."

With this, the crowd immediately burst into an uproar. The news of Ye Tianhao challenging a servant spread like wildfire, and soon, several hundred people gathered outside the servant's room.

The surrounding crowd completely boiled over. Many of them excitedly opened their eyes wide, waiting to see Ye Fan's blood splash all five steps.

"No one can save you today!"

"What a strong pressure! Is this the outer court disciple? "

"The difference between the outer sect disciples and us servants is not only about the difference of the cultivation realm, but the cultivation technique we cultivate is also of a higher level. Our strength absolutely surpasses ours!"

"It's over. It's too late now. Ye Fan might even be dismembered."

Boom! *

The anger in Ye Tianhao's heart had reached its peak and he didn't wait any longer.

His right foot abruptly stomped on the ground, creating a large crater as he charged towards Ye Fan like a streak of light. At the same time, he pushed out his palms, sending out two scarlet red fireballs to block Ye Fan's escape path.

Fire-style offensive skill!

This was the biggest difference between outer sect disciples and servants. They could already learn combat skills!

Clang!

Ye Fan's lips curled up in a cold smile. He raised his right hand, and a dazzling light appeared. In the midst of the lightning, a blue-white sword appeared in front of him. He gently grasped it in his hand.

This was a life and death challenge, and he could test out the full power of the Thunderclap Sword Soul!

The moment the Thunder Swordspirit appeared, the surrounding sky seemed to brighten up. A thunderstorm swept through the entire area as Ye Tianhao's aura was instantly suppressed!

"What is that?" What a dazzling Sword Soul? "

"When did Ye Fan awaken his sword spirit?" And its aura is so strong! "

Seeing Ye Fan's martial spirit, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but exclaim in amazement!

At this moment, Ye Fan raised his sword above his head and then gently slashed it down.

Three sword energies mixed with lightning flew out, directly shattering the two fireballs and instantly colliding with Ye Tianhao's body!

In midair, Ye Tianhao's eyes were filled with fear. The aura that the sword was emitting almost suffocated him. It was an absolute suppression of a single level. He felt like he was facing an emperor!

Puff! Puff!

Ye Tianhao only felt the sword light flash in front of him. His arms had already left his body and were cut off by the sword light!

"AHH!"

Ye Tianhao let out a terrified cry, immediately turning around and fleeing.

Was this the trash of the rumors? He was simply a god of death!

Ye Qingshan! You killed me!

"Can you still leave?"

Ye Fan's voice seemed to come from hell. Ye Tianhao instantly felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse, his body filled with chilliness!

Puff!

The final ray of sword qi pierced through Ye Tianhao's chest. Ye Tianhao's body fell from the sky, lying on the ground and constantly spitting out blood.