My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 680 Competing for the election of the young master

The servant replied respectfully.

"It seems that the great elder Kong Xuan disagrees with my lord to make you the young lord, and let the same clan challenge you."

Kong Xuan?

Ye Fan suddenly realized.

It turned out to be him, so it's not surprising.

Kong Xuan was originally the number one peacock in the world, and he is powerful.

Even Daoist Daoist Lantern, whose Taoism and mana are on the Twelve Golden Immortals, and even Lu Ya, who is facing the five-color divine light, can only run away.

But in the end, he was still subdued by Taoist Zhunti, a sage of heaven, and became the Peacock Daming King of Western religion.

Today, he is no longer a member of the demon world, but belongs to the Western religion.

A bloodthirsty arc was drawn at the corner of the boy's mouth, and he smiled ferociously: "Young master, while there is still time, do you want me to take all the people who challenge you..."

As he spoke, he gestured to wipe his neck.

"No, the people who challenge me can't be killed, let's go."

Ye Fan opened the door, the sun shone on him, the golden silk reflected the light, and he looked so indifferent.

Don't say it.

I was quite handsome in previous lives.

Ye Fan didn't have this indifferent temperament at all, and he couldn't even pretend it.

"But young master, it is said that the son of the Great Elder Kong Xuan has returned from training, and his strength has greatly increased."

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to beat him?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

The servant hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "Don't dare, the young master's talent is outstanding, there is no one in a billion, how can he be defeated by a little Kong He."

Ye Fan shook his head while sighing.

The boy grew up with him, he is considered his half brother.

But this respect and admiration can never be changed.

In his words, one master and one servant, one king and one minister, the king is just like the minister, and the minister is respectful, how can it break the etiquette.

Ye Fan didn't ride a horse or take a sedan chair, but walked to Jinluan with a servant.

All the way was noisy and noisy, and the city was like a bustling garden, which was quite interesting.

Seeing this, Ye Fan bared his teeth for a while.

This is simply the existence of forcing the king.

Every move is pretentious.

And right now.

A large sedan chair was brought into view in front of him, and it stopped in the middle of the avenue. Xiaosi beside the sedan chair and the person in the sedan chair listened to each other, and saw the curtain of the sedan chair opened wide, and a man in a white robe walked down with a paper fan in his hand. , although he was dressed in a luxurious and famous dress, it couldn't hide the violent and bloody aura of this person.There are many dead souls under this person, and his murderous intent is too heavy.

From a long distance away, with a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and walked towards Ye Fan: "It turns out that he is the young master of the demon clan, and he really has an extraordinary bearing."

Ye Fan frowned.

The boy's voice suddenly entered my ears: "Young master, this person is the son of the Great Elder---Kong He."

Kong He got closer and closer, his eyes looked up and down Ye Fan.

There was even a bit more joking and sarcasm in his eyes, as if he didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all.

When Kong He saw that the young master did not show great courtesy, he considered it disrespectful.

Such a blatant look at the master is even more of a crime, it is extremely arrogant.

Then the young servant's eyes gradually turned cold, and the gaze he looked at Kong He became more and more like looking at a dead person.

As long as Ye Fan gave an order, or even looked at him, Kong He would immediately die on the spot.

Feeling the boy's cold murderous intent, Kong He became even more disdainful, even lowering his arched hands.

Instead, he opened the fan, raised his chin slightly, and looked down at Ye Fan and the two of them.

Ye Fan was expressionless, and nodded at Chong Konghe, his lips parted slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, but it pierced into everyone's ears.

"Boy, give me a reward!"

After finishing speaking, he walked forward, passing by without giving Kong He any more glances, as if he was a passerby, passing by indifferently.

Although the boy was angry, he didn't dare to disobey Ye Fan.

Hastily took out a few pieces of silver and threw them on the ground, then followed Ye Fan.

Seeing that Ye Fan was not detouring, the people carrying the sedan chair hurriedly moved the sedan chair away to give Ye Fan a clear path.

Everyone froze on the spot.

Kong He looked at the broken silver on the ground and was furious. He stepped on the silver and even made a deep hole in the ground, and the folding fan was crushed to pieces.

Looking at Ye Fan's back, he was murderous.

Jinluanwutai covers an area of ​​hundreds of feet, and it is a square and square platform, with eight golden pillars lining it, dazzling and brilliant.

The four corners are pulled by iron chains, which is magnificent.

At this time, everyone gathered in the stands and took their seats.

Ye Fan sat beside Fuxi and looked around. There were many monster companions in the audience, who seemed to be ready to move.

After all, winning the position of young master is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step.

As long as the younger generation of Tianjiao wants to try it.

Among the dozens of elders, only the First Elder and the Second Elder led one each.

Not surprisingly, the Great Elder took Kong He with him.

And the second elder brought his foster son, didn't he want to compete with Ye Fan.

It was because he was afraid that Ye Fan would not be Kong He's opponent, and the position of young master would fall to the side of the great elder.

"Xiao Fan, do you know the reason?" Fuxi said with Ye Fan via voice transmission, which was rare without a loud voice.

"Daddy, my child already knows. This is the rule of the monster clan. If I want to be justified, I must go through this disaster." Ye Fan said respectfully.

Fu Xi nodded and glanced at the Great Elder.

The latter understood, and lightened his throat.

"Today we will select the young master of the Walled City, who will inherit the Walled City in the future."

"Using the challenge method, all the young talents of the younger generation are eligible to challenge until there is no one left on the stage who can fight."

"The winner will directly become the young master. Alright, the challenge begins."

Before the words were finished, Kong He jumped onto the martial stage immediately.

With a new paper fan in his hand, he raised his chin slightly and smiled at Ye Fan.

"Young master, no, on behalf of the young master, I will clear the obstacles for you first, and then you and I will challenge, okay?"

Ye Fan nodded from afar.

"Young master, no matter how the battle is going today, I will take the head of Kong Hexiang for you in the future to punish him for his disrespect."

The servant gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes into a line, his murderous aura made people feel cold.

Ye Fan was moved.

This little follower is really nice.

But just don't know who he is.

If we communicate in the future, maybe we can find a big backer in the demon world.

"No need." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Young master, although he is the son of the Great Elder, and his family is as big as it is big, but my little boy is a lonely ghost, with no worries and cares, and the big deal is to go away."

In the boy's heart.

Regardless of whether Ye Fan is Kong He's opponent or not, it is because Kong He is the son of the Great Elder.

It cannot be killed at all, and it cannot even be severely punished.

Ye Fan shook his head again, but this time he seemed a little helpless.

At this time, there was a bang on the platform, and Kong He and a challenger had already fought together.

A bit of surprise appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.

The challenger turned out to be an unknown person... Who gave him the courage?

I saw that this person's movement was extremely fast, his legs were like waves on the surface of a lake, advancing layer by layer, the speed became faster and faster, and even a few afterimages appeared.

It can be said to be superb.

In a short period of time, Kong He was beaten flawlessly.

But Kong He's face was unhurried, as if playing tricks on the other party.

The boy clenched his fists tightly, as if he saw victory.

Ye Fan shook his head silently: "He can't win, Kong He didn't use all his strength at all."

(End of this chapter)