Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Now, is there anyone who wants to challenge me? If not, then Honghuangzhai's quota should be mine!"

Ye Fan looked around and asked lightly.

After listening to his words, the many demon clan disciples all bowed their heads, and even dared not breathe.

They had never seen such a powerful peer, and only the best among the bloodline disciples could compete with Ye Fan.

As for Chang Lin, her eyes trembled when she heard Ye Fan's "Honghuangzhai quota".

She had also questioned Ye Fan before, and all she got was a faint answer: "Hope, always there!"

But now, Ye Fan has done all of this wisely and got the spot.

Makes seemingly impossible things become reality.

At the same time, she and Huang Sheng finally understood the reason why Ye Fan kept asking Honghuangzhai. This is not a big talk, nor is it a step to the sky. A genius like Ye Fan should belong there, just like those bloodline disciples.

No one would question even if it was Honghuangzhai's direct special move.

"You defeated Bai Liangsheng, and the quota belongs to you naturally!"

Finally, the old man from the central government faded out and announced.

And his words also showed the official end of this competition, Ye Fan is completely the dark horse killed by the Azure Demon Race.

"Wait..."

Just when the old man was about to hand out the token symbolizing the number of places to Ye Fan, an untimely voice suddenly came from a distance.

When everyone looked up, they saw a young man in a red robe stepping into the air, dressed brightly, and his face was full of arrogance.

"It's Mr. Xu! Isn't he in Honghuangzhai? How could he come here?"

The arrival of the red-robed man caused the situation to change again, and the faces of many disciples were filled with surprise and envy.

"Xu Fan, what are you doing?"

The action was interrupted, and the old man's face was naturally not pretty, so he asked coldly.

"Senior, I didn't mean to offend, but I'm afraid this person won't get this quota!"

Although he was talking to the old man, Xu Fan's face was arrogant. In the end, he looked at Ye Fan who was aside.

From Xu Fan's gaze, one could clearly feel disdain and provocation.

"What do you mean by this? You are a bloodline disciple, and you have already joined the Honghuangzhai, do you still have to fight Lin Feng for the spot?"

The old man frowned and asked.

"Naturally, I'm not here to grab a spot. How can someone like me be on par with them? Come here today to get revenge!"

Xu Fan said extremely arrogantly.

"Do you want to avenge Parkin too?"

Ye Fan finally figured out Xu Fan's intentions, and said coldly.

"Yes, this old man Bo Ning was kind to me at the beginning, but his grandson is a trash, so I can only help him get revenge!"

Xu Fan's tone was extremely arrogant, as if no one looked down on it, even the benefactor would treat it like this.

"Xu Fan, don't mess around, the martial arts field is not a place where you can use your fists. You challenge Lin Feng as a blood disciple, don't you think it's too much?"

The old man's face was getting worse, reprimanded.

After all, Ye Fan is the dark horse of the Monster Race, no matter which side he is in, it is worth rare for the Monster Race.

It would be a pity that such a genius was killed by a bloodline disciple.

"Murder pays for life, it is right, Lin Feng, are you afraid?"

After hearing the old man's words, Xu Fan just pondered for a moment, and then looked at Ye Fan provocatively again.

"Lin Feng, you don't need to agree to it. Even if this person wins you, it just won't be martial, so don't talk to him!"

"Yes, we disciples rely on true abilities, we don't need to compare with these bloodline disciples!"

In an instant, many disciples of the Azure Sky Demon Race all stood up to speak for Ye Fan. Such a battle was really unfair.

As long as Ye Fan refuses at this moment, naturally an old man will be the master, Xu Fan dare not force it.

On the side of the Huangtian Demon Race, it is rare that they did not speak for their own people. Xu Fan did not have much interest in fighting Lin Feng either.

Even if it wins, it is not an honor.

"Enough, Xu Fan, Lin Feng is about to become a disciple of Honghuangzhai. As your junior, you should help each other instead of fighting and killing!"

Before Ye Fan expressed his opinion, the old man spoke for him again.

"Senior, I have already said that he won't get this quota today. Even if he gets it, he will only become a dead person!"

Xu Fan arrogantly spoke again.

"Asshole!"

The old man scolded, but Xu Fan directly interrupted: "Since I can't do anything here, I will go to Honghuangzhai to kill him. The result is the same."

"Lin Feng, what do you say?"

In the end, Xu Fan looked at Ye Fan provocatively again.

"Do you really think you can kill me?"

Ye Fan spoke for the second time and looked at Xu Fan, only to feel a little ridiculous, whether the person in front of him felt too good.

"You dare not accept it, are you afraid that I will kill you?" Xu Fan questioned in a counterpoint. The next moment he watched Ye Fan belatedly refusing to accept it, but he showed a calm and uncomfortable expression. He couldn't help but cursed: "Shit genius, in front of our bloodline disciples, you can't even count as shit!"

"Wow..."

As soon as this statement came out, it could be said that it ignited the anger of many people present, and even the faces of some Huangtian Demon Race people showed angry expressions.

This person is too rampant, relying on his blood to despise all ordinary people.

"I don't accept it, I'm really afraid, but it's exactly the opposite of what you think. I'm afraid that I will kill you by mistake!"

In the uproar, Ye Fan said lightly what was in his heart.

"Hey..."

When this statement appeared, the scene was in an uproar, and many angry people were suddenly stunned.

This contrast is too strong for them.

They looked up to Ye Fan, so they worried about him, but they never thought Ye Fan would win.

In the wild land, blood is respected, and there has never been an ordinary disciple defeating a blood disciple in the monster race.

Even though Ye Fan is also a bloodline disciple, I am afraid it is difficult to be Xu Fan's opponent. After all, the latter is already a small and famous genius in Honghuangzhai, so he dares to speak to the old man and everyone.

"You... what did you just say? Missed me? Hahahaha!"

Xu Fan's tone was a little frustrated, and finally burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life.

An ordinary disciple who was only at the initial stage of the triple stage of the Zhengshen state, and was a complete difference from him, actually said that he was afraid of killing him by mistake.

"Since you are so confident, then I must kill you, and the Huangtian Demon Race can't say anything!"

Ye Fan once again said words that were beyond the normal thinking of everyone.

Everyone was worried about Ye Fan's safety, but the latter was worried about the consequences of killing Xu Fan.

"I can't win by war. If you are still killed by you, everyone in the Huangtian Demon Race will find a place to drill down!"

The old man on the side sighed with emotion.

In fact, he is a member of the Huangtian Demon Race, but in terms of his identity at this moment, he must not be selfish.