Ungodly Evil Spirit

"What do you dare to do, let's fight!" Ye Fan took a step forward, and the words fell, but Ye Lichou was shivered.

At this moment, Ye Fan's identity was a casual cultivator, but it was enough to scare the disciples of the four major families.

Especially Ye Lichou, he was only the eighth peak strength, and he was not as good as Chen Wei. He didn't dare to fight the masked youth in front of him.

All the way Ye Fan walked, everyone who fought against him was beaten into a cloud of blood, and he didn't even leave a whole body. Facing such a cruel person, Ye Lichou seemed to see himself after failure from Chen Wei and others.

"Wait!" Ye Lichou suddenly stretched out his left hand to stop Ye Fan's movements, and said after some ideological struggle: "I give up in this battle!"

"Ha!" Ye Fan was stunned. He really didn't expect Ye Lichou, who had always been in front of him, to be so timid.

"The second group..." The old man on the high platform was just about to announce the result, but was interrupted by Ye Fan: "Senior, please wait a moment, I have a few questions to ask my opponent!"

The old man frowned slightly, but he nodded and agreed. Ye Fan's talents admired him, so he could give a little privilege.

"You...what do you want to do, I have already given up, you can't take action against me!" Ye Lichou became nervous in an instant, as if he had seen the scene where he was beaten into blood mist.

"I wanted to fight you well, but now it seems that you are not worthy of me." Ye Fan's naked eyes were full of disdain, as if he was looking at an ant.

This caused Ye Lichou to frown slightly. As a disciple of the Supreme Elder, he had never been so watched.

"You seem to be a little unconvinced?" Ye Fan saw Ye Lishou's expression in his eyes, and sneered: "I can understand Chu Qing's surrender, but you, I really don't understand..."

"Have you ever thought that what you said today will make the Ye Family the laughingstock of the entire Northern Territory."

Hearing Ye Fan's sudden questioning, Ye Lishou's face flushed, and he couldn't say a word. In fact, his purpose was to surpass Ye Linglong and prevent Ye Fan and his son from controlling Ye's family. I really didn't think so much.

"As a cultivator, even after the war, only my weak strength is left. In the early stage of the sixth layer, I dare not challenge. You have no courage at all. As a man, you are willing to give in to me in full view. There is no dignity. As a child of a family, but selfish, struggling, and completely abandoning the face of the family, you are not worthy of becoming the Ye family at all."

"So you don't have to be unconvinced at all. Rats like you are not worthy to stand on this world battle platform, let alone stand in front of me, let alone win glory for the Ye Family. Since you said your words to admit defeat, Ye Family's You lose all your face!"

Ye Fan's outrageous words made everyone in the Ye family nodded secretly. For some reason, they suddenly had an illusion that the mask boy was the real Ye family, and Ye Lishou was a scum of the Ye family.

"Hey, didn't the Ye family always sent the first genius Ye Litian to fight in the past? How did you send such a gangster this time? It's really ridiculous!"

"That's right, if you dare to compare, don't go on stage, just roll back to Ye's house, and be less embarrassed here!"

"Yes, get out of here! Get out of here!"

Some casual cultivators around were also very indignant at Ye Lichou's behavior and condemned them. After all, they hoped that the two could bring a wonderful battle, rather than look at Ye Lichou's appearance of begging for mercy.

Everyone respects the strong, but for a trash, they set foot on the same position as the strong, and naturally they will be extremely hostile.

Hearing the scolding around him, Ye Lichou became angry no matter how weak he was. Moreover, he was not a weak person by nature. He immediately scolded Ye Fan, "Damn, you are a small casual cultivator, no matter how high the cultivation base is. It’s just a person, and I’m a direct disciple of the Supreme Elder. You and I are so different from each other. Why should you say me?"

"Rely on this!" Ye Fan slowly pressed one palm down while speaking.

"boom!"

A huge palm print emerged from the sky, covering the battle platform almost instantly, and the monstrous power made the complexion of everyone present greatly changed.

"Big Qianye Hand!" countless people exclaimed, and Ye Lishou's face instantly turned into pig liver color.

"The majesty of the sky, the sentient beings are faint!" The people of the Ye family also stood up, and the eyes of the old Bai's eyes burst brightly, and his mouth was muttering the ultimate meaning of the great Qianye hand.

He has practiced Da Qianye Shou for nearly seventy years, but he has only touched this level.

"Who is this man? Not only does he possess the stunts of the three major families, he has already reached the stage of returning to the door, it is simply terrifying!"

"Except for martial arts, after many battles, this person has a steady breath and abundant vitality, and his body strength seems to be inexhaustible. This is the most terrifying thing!" An old man with a unique vision said with emotion.

"Yes, this person is almost unmatched in terms of talent, and in terms of strength, it is enough to enter the top three and dominate with those Liuyue and Ye Meng!" In everyone's eyes, although Ye Lichou was finally angry and tough, he was destined Is a loser.

The facts are exactly the same. Under Da Qianye, Ye Lichou's entire body crouched very exaggeratedly, his face flushed, and even though he desperately wanted to look up, he was full of powerlessness.

Under the panic of the sky, Ye Lichou's dignity was trampled on the whole body.

"You...who are you?" Ye Lichou bowed, could only look up at Ye Fan, who was standing in front of him, and asked tremblingly.

"You don't deserve to know anymore!" Ye Fan looked down at Ye Lishou, the coldness in his eyes had disappeared, only disdain was left, and he didn't mean to fight.

A person who has lost even the dignity of a warrior is not worthy of being his opponent.

"You..." Although he could only see Ye Fan's eyes, Ye Lishou could also feel the change in Ye Fan's attitude at the moment. His face slowly became ugly, and he shouted: "You bastard, you scolded me for no reason. Now I am fighting with you, but with this attitude, I have to withdraw my martial arts in advance, and we will fight a fair fight!"

In Ye Lishou's mind, Ye Fan got the upper hand by surprise. At a normal time, even if he didn't beat Ye Fan, he wouldn't be unable to lift his head like he is now.

"A fair fight?" Ye Fan sneered, moving his palms, causing Da Qianye's hand to deviate slightly to the back, and immediately gave Ye Lishou some free space.

Seeing that Ye Fan actually withdrew his martial arts temporarily, Ye Lishou was taken aback for a moment. Is this mask boy really so confident?

"Big Qianye, die for me!" Although he was hesitating in his heart, Ye Lishou still planned to fight to the death. If he backed down at this moment, he would have no face to stay in the Northern Territory.