Urban Madness

After listening to this, Ye Fan's imminent departure stepped back again.

No matter how you say it, you are a bit temperamental. These guys are really shameless. It seems that it is necessary to teach them how to behave.

"Why? It seems that you are a little unconvinced like that. If you are not convinced, come down to Bibi. In this era, everything still has to be spoken with your fist."

Ling Tian stared at Ye Fan coldly.

He already thought about it, as long as Ye Fan dares to accept the challenge, he will definitely know what social beating is.

Upon seeing this, Fatty Wang hurriedly stood up to stop him.

"Don't don't don't don't, what you fight, you are all your own brothers, it is not good to hurt your peace."

Fatty Wang followed and gave Ye Fan a vicious look. This guy is really a newborn calf and he is not afraid of tigers.

With his strength in the early days of the Earth Immortal, I am afraid that Ling Tian will be beaten by crying father and crying mother. Isn't it his old face that will be lost by then?

"It's okay, only when the disciples learn from each other can they make faster progress!"

"Ling Tian didn't say that just now, it won't hurt your precious disciple, so you can watch here with peace of mind."

Zhang Hua also had a smile on his face, so why not be able to hit the old face of Fatty Wang?

"Go, here's your business, don't think I don't know what you are thinking!"

"Hehe, the old man won't give you this opportunity, why are you still stunned? Don't leave now."

The next moment Fatty Wang pulled Ye Fan's sleeves and hurriedly left where he was. This time he really lost his old face.

"Wait, wait, elder, I think what Elder Zhang and disciple Ling Tian said is good, they can indeed learn from each other."

Ye Fan gently broke free of Fatty Wang's shackles, turned and looked at Ling Tian.

"Then I will ask you for advice today. I hope you can be merciful and don't let me lose too badly."

"Hahaha, it's easy to talk, you just wait to take the move."

Ling Tian took a step back, and the defeat of the Heavenly Immortal Peak suddenly broke out, as if a violent wind surrounded him, and the ground was trembling slightly. This was the strength of the cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Peak!

And in this Big Dipper star field, the aura is very abundant, these disciples have been nourished by the aura since they were young, and the background is even more terrifying!

Ling Tian at this time is probably stronger than the trees and trees before! He is an out-and-out peak powerhouse!

"It's not that I said you really... hey!"

Fatty Wang sighed helplessly, forget it, let this guy go!

When he was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, he knew what it meant to be a person paying for his actions.

Seeing Ling Tian's rise, the other disciples hurriedly made a space for a few people.

"It is indeed a good disciple, no wonder the elders let us fight with him! It will not be long before he will be able to stand out among our sects!"

"I think so, that kid is simply too self-reliant. The early strength of the Earth Immortal is nothing. Isn't he really afraid of death?"

"Who said no? I guess Junior Brother Ling Tian can make him fall to the ground with just one move."

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The disciples on the side looked at Ye Fan with a sneer.

In their view, there was no suspense in this battle, it was definitely Ling Tian's overwhelming victory.

Ye Fan loosened his wrist and raised an eyebrow at Ling Tian.

"Come on, come on, I will let you move first today."

"presumptuous!"

Ling Tian's eyes were cold, and he slammed a fist suddenly, with a hurricane on his fist.

But who knows that Ye Fan on the opposite side escaped this mighty attack only by gently turning his body, and then gently pushing with his big hand, Ling Tian flew out in an instant.

Ye Fan looked at his hand and shook his head. It seemed that the force he was exerting was still a little too strong.

When he broke through to the late stage of the Magic Mirror, his strength changed drastically, and it was much simpler to deal with this "ant" in the Celestial Realm.

At this time, the atmosphere on the training ground was quiet and strange to the extreme.

Whether it was Ling Tian or Wang Fatty who fell on the ground, they all looked at Ye Fan with shocked expressions, this...is this over?

Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes in disbelief, he didn't even see exactly how Ye Fan did it just now.

But Ling Tian did fall on the ground, and even vomited blood, this...this shouldn't be a pretense.

"You...how did you do all this?"

"It's nothing, it's just someone who accidentally defeated him with too much force."

Ye Fan shrugged helplessly, as if telling a trivial matter.

Ling Tian, ​​who fell to the ground, hasn't recovered yet, Ye Fan's seemingly light one just now contains strength that he can't resist.

"What the **** did this happen? Did my eyes just go wrong? Is everything the plot set before?"

Fatty Wang shook his head unbelievably, all this was fundamentally different from what he had imagined.

I wanted to let Ye Fan know the gap between him and the other evildoers, but now I let him pretend it.

"Walk around, you and I go to another place, I still don't believe it today."

Fatty Wang pulled Ye Fan away. He knew what he was doing today, and he had to achieve his goal.

"Elder, I still have to practice, what on earth are you holding me for?"

Ye Fan said helplessly.

He always felt that Fat Wang seemed to have something strange, he was his disciple, shouldn't he be happy if he is strong?

But on the contrary, he looked sullen, as if someone owed him eight bucks.

"Where did you get so much nonsense, just follow me."

Fatty Wang took Ye Fan to another training place, where the disciples were all those who had been in the Southern Sect for more than five years, and they were extremely powerful.

And these disciples have formed a small team, a few small teams of disciples in the realm of heavenly immortals, and even a strong player in the realm of golden immortals, this is the importance of teamwork.

"Why are you here?"

A female elder wearing a Taoist robe asked faintly.

"Nothing, nothing, I just come over and take a look."

Fatty Wang waved his hand faintly, and then looked at Ye Fan with a hatred of iron and steel.

"I just want this disciple of mine to pay tribute to the importance of teamwork and let him know what our disciple really looks like."

After listening to Fatty Wang's words, Jiang Libo pulled off his hair and smiled.

"It turned out to be like this, let's take a look, there's nothing shameful about it."

"I said that you, the elder, can be enough for your disciples. I really racked my brains."