Urban Madness

Ye Fan stands alone on the battlefield, and looks at those who have come with cold eyes. From his body, Ye Fan felt a familiar aura, which was similar to the aura on the elder Yunshan before. This is the characteristic of the Dongyue Xianzun faction.

The person who came was a white-faced scholar. He was wearing a white robe and holding a paper fan in his hand. He looked chic, but his scheming was hidden, his eyes were full of murderousness, and he locked Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, be careful, this person is very strong and murderous."

Seeing Leng Huashang on the court, Bing Yu Xianzun reminded.

"Thank you Xianzun for reminding me, I understand."

Ye Fan nodded slightly, Ye Fan had already investigated this Leng Huashang.

He is the big disciple of Dongyue Xianzun. He first entered the realm of Xianzun and killed a demon king with a high reputation.

Moreover, in recent years, his skill has greatly increased, and he has achieved the three-fold immortal venerable, but he has not fallen behind against many five-fold immortal venerable. Such a record has made his confidence burst.

And Ye Fan’s feat in Paradise Lost, passed into his ears, coupled with the death of the Elder Yunshan, made Leng Huashang feel sorry for Ye Fan. He wanted to get rid of him and finally got this. opportunity.

"Ye Fan, in Lost Paradise, you actually killed the elder Yunshan. I heard that you are still an introductory disciple of the Universe Immortal Venerable. With such an identity, you can murder the elder of the Hongmeng Holy Land!"

"This is a bad remark, if it wasn't for Elder Yunshan's malicious intentions on me, how could I die?" Ye Fan responded calmly, without any confusion.

"Damn, I want to quibble! In my sacred place, a scum like you will have to apologize for yourself, okay? Now, I will leave you a corpse!"

Such words immediately stunned everyone, and they didn't know that there were so many entanglements between Ye Fan and Hongmeng Holy Land, and this battle was pretty good.

A genius monk who has just defeated Immortal Venerable and gained fame, is now being called to self-decision? !

What kind of plot is this, what scene is this, many people are shocked.

They originally thought that Leng Huashang was playing just to fight for a chance to choose a treasure. Now it seems that this is not the case at all, at least, not only that, he wants Ye Fan to die here, and it is self-determination!

Ye Fan would naturally not agree to such a request.

"Haha, Leng Huashang, I am a novice disciple of Qiankun Xianzun, but all your previous accusations are your wishful thinking. The death of Elder Yunshan has nothing to do with me."

Ye Fan responded in a cold voice, he didn't want to grow out of it.

"Those of sophistry, it seems useless to reason with you. If you don't judge yourself, as a person of the Holy Land, I must clean up the door."

The corners of Leng Huashang's mouth rose slightly. He had known that Ye Fan could not judge himself. These were the dramas he directed and acted.

First classify Ye Fan as a sinner, and then execute the ruling. In this way, even if Ye Fan is killed, no one can say anything. After all, this is an internal matter in Hongmeng Holy Land.

"Humph!"

Under the battle platform, Dongyue Xianzun sneered slightly, these were things he was happy to see, and for Leng Huashang's strength, he would not worry about it, at least it was more than enough to deal with one Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, against the deity, you are undoubtedly vulgar."

Dongyue Xianzun sat firmly on Mount Tai, waiting for Ye Fan's death.

As long as Ye Fan dies, then Qiankun Immortal Venerable will lose a powerful genius disciple, and the more capable he himself will be, sitting in the position of leading the Hongmeng Holy Land.

"Crack, click, click!"

Leng Huashang's paper fan suddenly folded, and immediately, between the heaven and the earth, countless white silk threads were continuously drawn on the battle platform.

"Ok?"

Ye Fan stared at these white threads coldly, and instantly felt the bitter murderous aura, these threads contained powerful immortal laws.

These laws exerted their own strength to encircle Ye Fan. Once he moved his body and touched these threads, the consequences would be terrifying.

Standing in the silk thread, although there are many crises, there is still a chance to breathe. Once it is disturbed, it is the realm of death.

"Humph!"

Facing such a murderous enchantment, Ye Fan still didn't panic.

"Good boy, don't be surprised, right? Hahaha, it's a pity, you have already fallen into my lore barrier, do you think you still have a chance? I might as well give you one last chance for self-decision, how about? Haha!"

"It's really wishful thinking, Leng Huashang, you are in trouble!"

"Haha, really an arrogant person, like your Master Qiankun Xianzun, who thinks he is invincible, right?"

"Damn it!" Ye Fan was really angry.

The opponent was provocative, all kinds of verbal stimulation, Ye Fan originally ignored it, but if he wanted to use this method to deal with the Immortal Venerable Universe, then Ye Fan would not agree.

After all, when the paradise was lost, Ye Fan still blocked a lot of trouble with the name of the entry disciple of the Universe Immortal Venerable.

"Hahaha, let's see who will die first."

Leng Huashang's eyes were cold, and the folding fan in his hand opened again. This was a sign that the ultimate move was coming.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Leng Huashang couldn't blink his eyes quickly, not because everyone's eyes couldn't keep up, but because he was inside his enchantment, giving people an illusion.

This scene shocked everyone's heart, and they all sweated for Ye Fan.

Although many strong people do not recognize Ye Fan, there are also many people, especially those of small and medium forces, who still recognize Ye Fan.

It is not an easy task for a small person to rely on his own efforts to reach the present and to be recognized by the Evergreen Immortal Emperor. This is exactly the dream of many struggling young people.

Ye Fan also noticed that Leng Huashang's speed was different from ordinary people.

"Sword light and sword shadow!"

Although he lost the Shura Blood Sword and the Fury Sword, Ye Fan's supernatural powers were still there. He held the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, and powerful vitality rushed out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The explosion sounded constantly, but Ye Fan's magical powers could not keep up with Leng Huashang's speed, and he failed again and again.

"This!"

Ye Fan's heart trembled slightly, and his eyebrows rose in anger.

"You want to be faster than me, right?"

"Golden Lotus of Merit!"

Unleashing the merits of the golden lotus and running the power of the black ape, Ye Fan's speed also reached its limit.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

His speed got closer to Leng Huashang, which shocked the latter.

Because, within this enchantment, Leng Huashang’s speed is greatly increased, that is to say, according to the truth, Ye Fan cannot keep up with Leng Huashang’s speed no matter what magical powers and secrets he uses. .

After all, the fundamental realm between the two is too far apart.

But the immediate result was not so. The speed of the two was actually close, which showed that Ye Fan's potential was far above Leng Huashang.

"Hateful kid!"

The spectators around were all masters, and they could naturally understand this level. Leng Huashang realized that he had been beaten by Ye Fan, and that mood was extremely uncomfortable.

He is a Triple Immortal Venerable, and a genius-level Triple Immortal Venerable. He is an existence that can fight against the Five Immortal Venerable. How can he swallow this breath?