God level negative second generation

Yu Fan's old face darkened.

Judging by the attitudes of these two people, they obviously didn't treat him as a person from Earth.

"I'm just like you. I'm an ordinary person. There's nothing to study about me." He responded casually, and walked directly outside the door.

How could the two just let him go?
In order to study the Qiankun bracelet, both of them spent a lot of energy and money.

After finally making some changes, I naturally want to continue to explore, to see what Yu Fan's background is, and what's the meaning of the bracelet.

"Wait!" The old Taoist yelled, and said in a low voice: "Friend, I am a monk from Fangwai in Zhongnan Mountain. I call myself Taoist Xu Zixu. You can't leave yet!"

"Taoist Zixu? I haven't heard of it." Yu Fan frowned slightly.

He found that the old Taoist seemed a little hostile towards him.

I don't know if it's because I saw the extraordinaryness of the Qiankun bracelet.

The old Taoist snorted softly and said, "My friend doesn't even know the poor Taoist. It seems that he should not be a person of this era. Why don't you talk about your origin first, and then decide whether to leave or stay!"

The attitude is quite tough, and the tone is also very conceited.

It seems that if you don't report your name, you can't leave.

Yu Fan's face darkened.

Originally, he saw that the other party was an old senior, so he didn't want to offend too much.

But others took the initiative to play the game, if he didn't do something, he would be underestimated instead.

Yu Fan said: "If you don't know you, you are not a person of this era? Are you famous? China is so big, there are not a few practitioners. The famous ones in the world, I only know Kunlun Taiwei Daojun, Xueyu Nima Master, Master Wudang Qingyun, these three. How old are you, Taoist Zhongnan Zixu, compared to them?"

The three names reported in a row are all the most famous masters in China.

Taoist Zixu's old face froze when he heard this, and only then did he realize that Yu Fan was also a cultivator on Earth, rather than just popping up from somewhere else.

An imperceptible look of embarrassment flashed across his face, but when he realized that there was a rich man next to him, he forced himself to calm down and said, "Now it's the poor Taoist who is asking you, what are you talking about? Friend , please report your name immediately!"

The young rich man next to him watched the confrontation between the old and the young with great interest.

Yu Fan has practiced for so many years, and this is the first time he has encountered such an arrogant old guy.

"Relying on the old to sell the youngest? Hehe, what if I don't?" He sneered.

Taoist Zixu flicked his fly whisk, releasing the aura of his cultivation at the peak of the Second Heavenly Layer without reservation.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the study, and many papers on the table were blown and flew around.

"I don't even dare to report my name. Most of them are sneaky monsters. I am a monk of the righteous way. Maybe I will do justice for the sky today!"

"idiot."

What responded to him were two short words from Yu Fan.

From the moment Yu Fan showed up, he expressed that he didn't want to deal with these two people, and wanted to leave first if he had something to do.

But this old man was aggressive and took him as a "stepping stone", wanting to show off in front of the rich and prove his ability.

Such behavior has already angered Yu Fan!

"Boy, how dare you scold me!"

Taoist Zixu was also offended by Yu Fan's "idiot".

The deeply wrinkled old face raised his brows, flicked the dust whisk, and shouted: "My generation of monks are all well-behaved people, only monsters and sneakers can be so uneducated. It seems that you are indeed a monster, look at it!"

In an instant, white shadows danced, and the low-grade magic weapon-level whisk turned into countless white threads, wrapping around Yufan from all directions, sealing all escape directions.

Seeing the old Taoist priest make a move, the young rich man next to him clapped his hands happily and shouted loudly: "That's right, hurry up, hurry up, let's fight!"

Yu Fan's face darkened.

"An idiot, a fool, absolutely nothing."

He said something, and shook his right hand.

The powerful true energy of the fourth-fold profound embryonic state gushes out!

Another gust of wind blew in the study.

And this time, it's a hurricane!
coax~
The sound of the wind whizzed like a dragon's chant, and Taoist Zixu's whisk didn't even touch Yu Fan's clothes, so he was forced to fly back.

Some of the silk threads on the dust whisk were torn apart by the violent wind, and fell to the ground flutteringly.

"I, my magic weapon!"

Taoist Zixu was pushed back seven or eight steps by the strong wind, and he didn't stop until he hit the foot of the wall.

He let out a muffled snort, seeing that the whisker in his hand had lost nearly a quarter of his white beard, he suddenly jumped into a rage.

"Boy, Pindao fought with you!"

The old Taoist estimated that he had never been stimulated in his life, so he ran away after being slapped in the face, mobilized his whole body, and rushed towards Yu Fan desperately.

"Fight? Hehe, are you worthy?"

Yu Fan said disdainfully.

He raised one hand, thinking about it, and a flash of lightning appeared in his palm.

"Buzz~"

The electric light exudes violent spiritual power, and a terrifying aura that only practitioners can feel escapes from it.

Taoist Zixu had already rushed to a position about one meter in front of Yu Fan, and he was about to knock him down with his whisk.

Seeing this ball of lightning, he abruptly stopped his movements.

"Gudong"

The old Taoist swallowed dryly, and was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Yu Fan to be so powerful!
Although he had never seen Thunder Palm, he still recognized his appearance.

Seeing this terrifying Lei Fa, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured into his heart, and his anger was instantly extinguished.

"Why, are you scared?" Yu Fan smiled half a smile, thunder and lightning flashed in his palm.

Taoist Zixu didn't dare to move, he froze in place.

On the other hand, the rich man next to him had his eyes bright, seeing the miraculous picture of Yu Fan holding the electric light, and exclaimed: "Fuck, there are really gods in this world!"

He had seen Taoist Zixu's little spells before.

And also saw the picture of a big living person running out of the bracelet.

But in his eyes, these two things are nothing more than first-class "tricks", and their impact is far inferior to Yu Fan's majestic picture of mastering the thunder at this moment, like a god.

With an excited expression on his face, the rich man ran out from behind the desk, took out his mobile phone, and tried to take a picture of Yu Fan's majestic scene from an angle.

This reaction is really embarrassing.

Yu Fan was speechless for a while, and with his other hand, he released a wave of energy, and directly knocked out the rich man's cell phone.

At the same time, he said in a deep voice, "Do you have to annoy me?"

There was deep displeasure in the words.

After Taoist Zixu saw the thunder spell, he was too frightened to speak, and stood far away without daring to move.

Zhang Dafuhao, on the other hand, acted as if he was not afraid of anything, even if his phone was broken, he didn't care, and replied: "Brother, where are you? For a rare talent like you, I can't wait to make friends with you. How could that be?" Annoy you. By the way, your ability is so powerful, if you are hired as a bodyguard, what price will you ask for?"