Ungodly Evil Spirit

"I think this person is crazy!" Yan Yi looked at Ye Fan on the stage with an extremely strange look.

The series of big talks that Ye Fan said before were nothing compared to these words now.

Yan Chen was also dumbfounded, and sighed in his heart. Fortunately, after listening to Yan Yi's words, he did not associate with him.

With such a person, he must be beaten to death by many foreign aid disciples.

"Boy, you should get out, nosy stuff!"

Huang Qiu screamed, and if he didn't say it, he would be a counselor.

"I don't want to say it a second time. I just gave you the opportunity to challenge. If you don't fight, get out!"

Ye Fan looked at Huang Qiu coldly and asked.

"War! Why don't you fight, I will make you sober today!"

Huang Qiu always thought that Ye Fan was a disciple of foreign aid who made trouble, so he was anxious.

"Brother Fan, this...this is not so good! And this Huang Qiu's strength is not weak, enough to surpass the right soul realm strong!"

Seeing that Ye Fan and Huang Qiu were already at war, Su Linye was a little worried.

Ye Fan's emergence was too sudden, and Su Linye didn't understand Ye Fan today.

Standing in the audience, Liu Qingsong and others also frowned slightly. Ye Fan's words were indeed arrogant.

The rules were established by Lingxin. Isn't it possible that Ye Fan can't even listen to Lingxin's words now?

Moreover, Ye Fan's realm was only in the early stage of Righteous Qi realm, which made them a little suspicious.

"Very well, this kid will finally pay the price!"

What Yan Yi watched from the side was a relief.

Yan Chen nodded, Huang Qiu was ten times stronger than him, Ye Fan definitely couldn't be Huang Qiu's opponent.

"Huang Qiu, take him three ways, don't shame our foreign aid disciples!"

"What three tricks, to deal with such a person who doesn't know the heights of the sky, Brother Qiu only needs one trick!"

The foreign aid disciples all cheered for Huang Qiu and regarded Ye Fan as a traitor.

And Ye Fan's identity at the moment is indeed a foreign aid disciple, just a foreign aid disciple who has a connection with Qiankun Palace.

"Hear it, this is the fate of the traitor!"

Huang Qiu sneered, and the next moment he took the initiative to rush up to Ye Fan, and leaned forward with his right palm. In addition to the power of the sacred spine, there were some changes in his right palm.

The five fingers became longer and the nails became sharper, just like the claws of a beast.

"This is Brother Qiu's flying beast claw, it seems that he really has to defeat the enemy by one move!"

Many foreign aid disciples watched this shocking scene, their eyes lit up.

"The power of this claw is much stronger than the previous sword power, and it can definitely kill the general middle-stage powerhouse of the Soul Realm!"

Yan Yi nodded secretly.

She wanted to see Ye Fan make a fool of herself at the moment.

The blow that everyone had high hopes for gradually came to Ye Fan, but then there was a scene that shocked everyone.

"brush!"

Ye Fan turned sideways slightly at the last moment, and stretched out his left hand to directly clasp Huang Qiu's wrist.

"you……"

Huang Qiu was taken aback for a moment, a trace of horror flashed on his face, because he found that the power on his flying beast's claw had fallen on Ye Fan's body, as if sinking into the sea.

After Ye Fan clasped Huang Qiu's palm with his left hand, a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, his right hand formed into a palm, and he slashed directly at the seemingly domineering flying beast claw.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the claws of the flying beast were directly broken and pulled from the wrist, and Huang Qiu's mouth was followed by a hysterical roar.

"get out!"

Since these people were all called by Yuxu Palace, Ye Fan didn't hurt the killer. He sent Huang Qiu off the stage with a slight hand.

Except for Huang Qiu's wailing, there was no sound and silence in the field for a moment.

Is this a fight?

The battle between Ye Fan and Huang Qiu is basically a wrist wrench. The gap between Huang Qiu and Ye Fan is more like a baby and an adult.

"He doesn't use a sword!"

Brothers and sisters Yan Chen had even more stormy waves in their hearts, and the scene in front of them was even more unbelievable than the previous sword moves.

"From now on, you will listen to me. You can challenge the disciples of Qiankun, but everyone has only three chances. If you fail the third time, you will get out of Qiankun Palace. There are those who want to commit crimes. Get out as early as possible and let me see it next time, no matter what family you are, just kill it!"

Ye Fan looked around at many foreign aid disciples and said domineeringly.

"You...what are you, why do you order us?"

A powerful foreign aid disciple was furious.

Originally, Huang Qiu had lost. Normally he would not be able to beat Su Linye himself, but Ye Fan's words completely angered him.

These words deprived the foreign aid disciples of too many benefits.

"Are you not convinced?"

Ye Fan said coldly.

"So what? Why should we obey you!"

The foreign aid disciple said hard.

"Then go with this Huang Qiu!"

Ye Fan waved his hand impatiently.

After all, this is the Yuxu Palace Qiankun Hall, the territory of Qiankun disciples, Ye Fan will never allow these foreign aid disciples to be arrogant here.

The opportunity to challenge is the atmosphere of Yuxu Palace, and it is also a certain test for the disciples of Qiankun, but these foreign aid disciples have put their noses on their faces.

Ye Fan was already very angry when he saw this scene, and he must teach them a lesson at this moment.

"You...you kind of say it again!"

The foreign aid disciple trembled, already planning to take action.

"What I said is a new rule, but if there is any dissatisfaction, let it go!"

Ye Fan stared at the foreign aid disciple, saying every word.

"court death!"

The moment Ye Fan's words fell, the foreign aid disciple rushed over.

The power bursting out of his body has already reached the middle stage of the Soul Realm.

"Brother Fan, let's help..."

Seeing this scene, Fei Rusheng and others screamed and wanted to rush to the high platform.

This foreign aid disciple in the middle stage of the True Soul Realm is not weak, and can also rank in the middle and upper reaches of the Qiankun disciple. They are very afraid that Ye Fan will suffer.

"puff……"

But before they reached the high platform, the foreign aid disciple had already vomited blood and flew out, with a sword mark on his chest, and blood was pouring out frantically.

On the battle stage, Ye Fan held the Heavenly Sword in his hand, surrounded by sword spirit, and pointed to a group of foreign aid disciples in front of him and said, "Is there anyone who doesn't obey the rules?"

"brush……"

Feeling the sharp gaze coming, many foreign aid disciples took a step back subconsciously.

"You...what are you capable of bullying people like us? If you have the patience, go find..."

Huang Qiu was willing to go out at this moment. It is not the strongest genius of foreign aid disciples standing here. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an indifferent voice in the distance: "Huang Qiu, what's the matter?"

As soon as this statement came out, many foreign aid disciples were very excited, as if they had found some support.

Ye Fan followed the voice, and saw a woman in the Hall of Universe rushing over.

The woman wore a long flaming hair, galloping in the air, her hair was like a burning flame.