Urban Madness

"Little guy, it's really good, he can actually block one ten thousandth of the power of Xianjun Wanyao."

"What? Ten thousand... one ten thousandth?"

Ye Fan's face changed completely.

Was Rumeng joking just now, or was it his own ears joking?

Seeing Ye Fan's shocked look, Rumeng said slowly.

"Okay, don't think that the little guy is 1/10,000th of the power of Xianjun Wanyao, even if you block his 1/100,000th of his skills, you should go back and burn high incense."

"In this cosmos starry sky, few people can stop his offensive."

Like a dream, with an expression of emotion, the evaluation of Ye Fan's strength in his heart also rose a few steps.

It seems that he really can't look at Ye Fan with normal eyes, because he always brings surprises to himself!

Of course, sometimes it's scary!

Without waiting for Ye Fan to react too much, the figure on the opposite side moved slowly.

Wanyao Xianjun just took a step, and Ye Fan was knocked to the ground, and the entire palace trembled violently.

"What's wrong? This... what happened?"

"What kind of ant are you? You dare to provoke this seat in person."

Wanyao Xianjun's tone was extremely flat, not mixed with the slightest emotion, which made people horrified.

"what!"

Ye Fan let out a mournful cry, and then knelt on the ground in the second half, covering his eardrums with his hands.

There were many whispers of undead floating in his ears, and there were many noises of floating dust, and his own soul was shrouded in a haze.

Like a dream to remind quickly.

"Little guy, these are all illusions. Don't be affected by him. Quickly use your spiritual energy to protect your heart, and don't look directly at the opposite."

After hearing Rumeng's words, Ye Fan hurriedly followed suit and finally retreated from the brink of fall.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Ye Fan gasped heavily, using the Vulcan Sword to support his body with difficulty.

"This... what kind of existence is this? Why is the strength so strange?"

Ye Fan stared at the empty figure in front of him in shock.

He could feel what the other side didn't do to him, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

If he is really angry, is he still alive?

Seeing Ye Fan slow down, Immortal Wanyao's eyes changed slightly, and made a slightly surprised note.

"Oh?"

"Are you a cultivator of this era? Only the strength of the late Quansheng University can actually handle the phantom attack of this seat."

"Speak! Who are you?"

This palace is his territory, and he is the **** king who dominates here!

And Ye Fan in front of him only has the strength of the late Quansheng University. How on earth can he cope with all this?

The next moment, Immortal Wanyao's gaze turned to the ground, completely stunned.

I saw that the herbs that I regarded as treasures were all uprooted and about to wither!

Xianjun Wanyao's chest was heaving up and down, as if he could no longer hold back the power of the flood in his body.

So many years... so many years, he has never been so angry, but today he was completely broken by a junior!

"You really want to die!"

Immortal Wanyao's eyes turned cold, and his big hand suddenly clenched in the void, Ye Fan's feet left the ground directly, and his neck and shin were tightly grasped by him.

"Don't...don't be impulsive, you, I...I can explain it, don't be so impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil!"

Ye Fan kept struggling, but to no avail, on the contrary, the more he struggled, the tighter the restraint became.

The big hand of Xianjun Wanyao is like the big hand of the gods, strangling his throat!

In the hands of others, he is like a little chicken, and he has no strength to resist!

"After so many years, you are the first person who dares to enter this palace."

"It's not your fault, it's not your fault that you came in so wrong that you ruined the demon grass in this seat. Even if the gods descended to earth today, they would never be able to keep you."

These words were almost squeezed out of the teeth of the Wanyao Xianjun, not to mention how much hatred!

Originally, after so many thousands of years, I finally saw a living creature, who is still a cultivator of this era, so I should feel joy and surprise.

In addition, he is not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty, so he does not necessarily have to take Ye Fan's life.

But when he saw that all his herbs were destroyed, he couldn't hold back his anger!

In short, Ye Fan is courting death himself, no one can blame others.

Listening to the hateful words of Xianjun Wanyao, Ye Fan's heart was in his throat, not to mention how regretful he was.

If he was given another chance, even if he was killed, he would not have any ill will towards those herbs!

Even if the heart is malicious, it is impossible to put it into action.

That's just pinning your head on your trouser belt! Not worth it, not worth it!

Rumeng is covering his mouth and snickering.

"Little guy, weren't you very domineering just now, didn't you say that Xianjun Wanyao wouldn't care about this?"

"Why don't you talk now? Do you have nothing to say? Are you embarrassed? Are you afraid?"

"Hahaha, I warned you long ago, but you don't listen to yourself. No wonder I am."

Rumeng is getting more and more excited. This is what he wants. This guy, Ye Fan, really needs to find someone to take care of it.

"Boss, stop joking! Stop joking! It's a matter of life and death now!"

"Hurry up and help me! Xianjun Wanyao is trying to kill, I haven't lived enough yet."

Ye Fan's figure resisted the big hand extremely quickly, but he couldn't escape the attacking power of Immortal Wanyao.

That **** is like an invincible force, even if you do everything you can to no avail!

"No matter what, let me handle this crisis for you!"

"But through this incident, I hope you can have a longer memory, and you should listen to me more in the future, because if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will die in front of me!"

"No problem, no problem. In the future, what you say is what you say. I will never talk back, and I will never question it!"

"You believe me, give me another chance, I promise this is the last time!"

Ye Fan kept admitting cowardice, he was really cowardly.

If Rumeng didn't lend a helping hand at the critical moment this time, even if Daluo Immortal came, he wouldn't be able to save his life!

The big guy in front of him is not on the same level as himself, so what if he summoned the physical body of his previous life?

As the so-called Heavenly Venerate realm, all are ants, and the peerless Immortal Venerable is no exception.

"Okay, look at me."

The corner of Rumeng's mouth drew a strange arc, and then directly took over Ye Fan's body control.

In just a moment, Ye Fan's aura changed dramatically, and his whole person exuded a mysterious and unpredictable power from the inside out.