My Chat Group Can't Be So Pitiful

"You have to know that many of these geniuses are all in seclusion. It's impossible for you to leave the seclusion early just because you put on the ring here."

The person who came was an old man with a fairy spirit, and he was very easy-going.

"What if you use this? As the old saying goes, it's good to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a short time. The arrogances of all clans, now is the time for you to repay your kindness to your respective clans. Who can get my set of formations?" The sect you belong to will no longer be afraid of the harassment of the enemy, this is the artifact left over from the real battle of the ancient gods."

Ye Fan is still a thousand-mile sound transmission, he feels that there are not many Tianjiao coming, and he has not achieved the expected effect he wanted.

"Ahem, can you listen to me, little friend? Your formation is indeed incomparably mysterious, and the old man really cares about you. Why don't you ask me a price, how about I buy it?" The old man laughed.

"I'll go, you old villain made up this plan!"

"I said, how can you be so kind!"

"Get off!"

The people who eat melons don't buy it anymore, and express their indignation one after another.

"Old man, this is a prize. It's not for sale. Whoever wants it can take it with his own ability." Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"Hey, since that's the case, then the old man..."

"watch out!"

There was a flash of thunder on the ring, and the old man attacked Ye Fan with lightning speed.

Chapter 110

The audience in the audience were stunned, this old man is too shameless.

Are the elders of the Tenjin Sect all of this kind of virtue?

How did they not find out before?

I also watched with straight eyes in the live broadcast room. This old man's acting skills are beyond the mark. Just now, I almost thought he was a pretty good old man. I didn't expect that he would start a sneak attack all of a sudden.

"Accept!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man flashed in front of Ye Fan and slapped his palm on it. The speed was so fast that the melon eaters didn't even react.

The old man's hand penetrated Ye Fan's body easily, but the imagined scene of flying flesh and blood did not appear. At this moment, Ye Fan in front of the old man was slowly fading away.

This is... a false body?

The old man was terrified, the opponent created a fake body to block his attack without him noticing.

At this time, the elder of the Tianshen Cult looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, he put his posture on the spot and nervously watched the movements on the ring, and his intuition told him that Ye Fan must be hiding in the ring at this moment.

"Ye Xiaoyou, come out, I have already found you." The old man said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Ye is here. This elder seems to have misread the direction?" Ye Fan walked out of the auditorium and stepped onto the ring with a smile.

"You...you..." The old man was so choked that he couldn't speak, he finally understood.

Originally, he thought it was a super old Yin 13 to suddenly make a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the one on the stage was just a fake body made by a young man. The real Ye Fan had never been in the ring from the beginning to the end.

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The most important thing is to become refined!

Lin Feng: [I'll wipe it, big brother is awesome, 666. 】

Tianyi: [I will give you [-] points for this operation of the Great Emperor, and you won't be proud if you get one more point. 】

Misaka Mikoto: [Is it interesting for you to play like this? 】

Ye Fan: [It's just a routine operation. There are always some young people who like to make troubles. Ye Mou is too lazy to argue with them. Ye Mou's goal is the arrogance of all races. 】

"Hehe, the old man can go down. You can't even see a clone I made casually, but you are not qualified to fight with me. My goal is the stars and the sea!"

Ye Fan walked onto the ring slowly with his hands behind his back.

This day, the elder of the God Sect was blushing with embarrassment. He originally wanted to kill this young man with lightning speed and seize the formation, but he didn't expect to have a big oolong.

"Come down quickly!"

"Don't be ashamed of yourself on stage!"

"I'm ashamed for you!"

……

After seeing what happened just now, the people who eat melons under Taixia clearly began to ridicule one by one.

The ridicule of this group was the deadliest, the old man's face was red to the ears, he was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do, Ye Fan just looked at him quietly without saying anything.

After a while, the old man cupped his fists and said goodbye before leaving.

This time, the enthusiasm of the melon-eating crowd is even higher. They are here today, and it is so interesting just at the beginning. It seems that this competition will not end hastily.

"Yemou reiterated that Yemou came here to defeat the arrogance of all races. Anyone in this city who is not convinced can come up to compete, but Yemou still hopes that someone with strength will come up."

"Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight, Ye Mou took it all at the same time."

Every word of Ye Fan spread to every corner of the city, and the people in the city listened with gusto. They found that the voice was always broadcast in real time, and the seamless connection of the plot was quite exciting.

"Hmph, what an arrogant young man, do you know that our races are all descendants of the ancient gods, and the blood of the gods flows in our bodies!"

Such a big commotion in the city was directed at the big families, and many family heads felt it.