Urban Madness

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Snakes and rats? !

Hearing this word, the many warriors who kneeled down and confessed their mistakes changed their faces and were horrified.

They never imagined that someone dared to provoke the Zhang family so unscrupulously at the gate of the Genting Temple.

Is this too long? !

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

In the next moment, everyone turned their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.

In his sight, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old appeared. He was not very eye-catching at first glance, but there was a special temperament between his eyebrows. He was extraordinary, outstanding and extraordinary.

"It's you!"

Someone immediately recognized his identity and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Boy, in Yunwu Mountain yesterday, you didn't offend the second young master of Zhang Family, why didn't you die?"

"It must be Shao Zhang who was so merciful and spared his life!" someone guessed.

"Huh... As Zhang Shao, dealing with such a small person, didn't you dirty your hands!"

Zhao Yanran's beautiful eyes lit up, her beautiful face burst into a bright smile, and she greeted her quickly, and said excitedly: "Great! Ye Fan, I have been worried about your accidents, I didn't expect you to come too. Up!"

"Hehe..." Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Just with the skill of publicizing the three-legged cat, I will not be able to kill me if I practice for a hundred years!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yanran didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was stiff mouth, and pulled his arm and said: "Okay, I know you are great! But now, you still don't try to be aggressive, and come with me. I beg the Zhang family for forgiveness!"

"Do not!"

Ye Fan shook his head and said decisively: "Miss Yanran, am I here to kneel and apologize this time?"

"Then what are you doing?" Zhao Yanran asked in question.

"I'm here for debt!"

"Debt?" Zhao Yanran blinked her big eyes and stared at him, not knowing why.

In her opinion, a behemoth like the Zhang family has accumulated an unknown amount of wealth for thousands of years, exceeding the limit of ordinary people's imagination.

Even the richest man in the world is like a beggar compared to the Zhang family.

How could such a big family owe Ye Fan debt?

Just when Zhao Yanran was stunned, Ye Fan held his head high and walked towards the gate of the Genting Temple.

A guard at the gate took a violent step forward, staring like a torch, and shouted with breath:

"Who is the one who came, please report it!"

"Huh...by you, I don't deserve to know my name!" Ye Fan didn't stop, he was only three or four meters away from the gate while speaking.

"The gate of my Zhang family, can any cat or dog be able to break through? If you take a step forward, you will be the enemy of the Zhang family. Kill it!!!"

As the guard said, his right hand was already on the hilt of the knife around his waist, and his murderous intentions burst out.

Ye Fan stopped when he heard the words, but there was no fear on his face, his eyes became deep, as if he had the ability to see through, and looked into the depths of the Genting Temple.

After pondering for a moment, his eyes swept across several guards, and he said:

"Tell Zhang Family Patriarch-Ye Fan, I'm here, let him get out and see me!"

...

Ye Fan's voice was not loud, but in the silence, it seemed particularly clear, like a nine-day thunder that burst into everyone's ears.

Hundreds of warriors behind him, their pupils contracted, and their mouths opened into an "O" shape, enough to swallow an egg, with a devilish expression on their face, and a huge wave in his heart, astonished to the point .

mad!

It's crazy!

I've seen someone crazy, never seen someone so crazy!

You know, the Zhang family is the first family in the ancient martial arts world. With a word from the second youngest of the Zhang family, hundreds of warriors have travelled all the way to Changbai Mountain, kneeled in front of the Yunding Tiangong, and pleaded guilty, hoping to calm the anger of the Zhang family. .

If you compare the Zhang Family to the court, then the Zhang Family Patriarch is the well-deserved emperor, who is in charge of life and death, and a single word can wipe out a family or sect.

And now, as a commoner, Ye Fan not only clamored in front of the Genting Temple, but also asked the Zhang Family Patriarch to get out to see him.

This action fell in the eyes of everyone, and it was simply eating the guts of a bear!

Suddenly, Zhao Chengqian, who fell on his knees, looked at Ye Fan angrily, and yelled: "Boy, you are looking for death by yourself, don't hurt us!"

Someone next to him immediately agreed: "Yes! We all came to apologize and admit our mistakes, we are not the same as you!"

"Who do you think you are, you can take light of the prince and Ao Gongqing? Even if you are a powerful man, you dare not want to be in the Zhang family!"

"Huh... from my point of view, this kid probably has a hypothesis, and he deserves it if he died!"

For a while, everyone began to criticize Ye Fan.

The guard at the door said murderously: "Boy, how dare you disrespect the Patriarch and seek death!"

"Noisy!"

Ye Fan interrupted: "If the Zhang Family Patriarch refuses to come out and see me, then I will go in and make a **** road!"

"presumptuous!"

The guard yelled, looked at the companions on the left and right, and said, "Do it, take him down!"

As soon as the voice fell, six guards at the door drew their swords at the same time.

The movements of the six were neat and uniform, and they were obviously rehearsed for hundreds of times and cooperated in tacit understanding.

The polished knife light, cutting space, shrouded from all directions, with a tricky angle, attacking the major vitals of Ye Fan's body. If he is accidentally cut, he will definitely be dismembered on the spot.

However, Ye Fan was still calm and composed, without even frowning his brows, his tongue burst into spring thunder said:

"roll!!!"

In a simple word, there is an irresistible will, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, shaking the earth.

In the next moment, the six guards seemed to be hit by a giant hammer of several thousand jin. They flew out at a speed twice as fast as before and slammed into the wall of the Genting Temple.

"Boom!"

Cobweb-like cracks sprang up on the extremely sturdy wall.

The six people did not even have time to scream, their heads tilted, and they passed out.

fast!

Too fast!

It took only a few seconds from Ye Fan's move to when they were knocked off.

"hiss!"

At this time, hundreds of warriors in the rear couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning, and their body was shocked, like being shocked by an electric shock, as if their heart was suffocated by a pair of invisible hands, almost suffocating.

They never thought that Ye Fan came to Genting Tiangong this time, and he actually came to smash the place!

Ye Fan was the first person to smash the place of the Zhang family, the first family of Guwu, and it was enough to go down in history!

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan took a step forward and walked into the gate of the Genting Temple.

At the same time, the commotion at the gate also attracted the attention of many Zhang family masters in the palace.

...

"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng!

A series of dense footsteps sounded, fifty or sixty warriors wearing mithril armor rushed out from the inside, with solid murderous aura on their bodies, and gathered into a torrent of steel that seemed to be shattered in front of you. All enemies.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a long rainbow lasing came, like a meteor chasing the moon, landing on the ground.

The man was over 60 years old, his beard and hair were white, his eyes were piercing, his temples bulged high, and his whole body was extremely powerful, like a river rushing.

Ye Fan knew at a glance that this old man possessed the strength of the pinnacle of the terrain, and he specialized in martial arts, his physical strength was extremely powerful, and a punch was enough to blast through the hill.

Seeing this old man appeared, the silver armor guards saluted one after another, respectfully saying "Six Elders!"

The Sixth Elder nodded and responded at any time, then his gaze fell on Ye Fan's body, his gaze was like a divine sword overwhelmed by thorns, and he screamed:

"Bold madman, dare to trespass into my Zhang family, isn't it because you don’t take my Zhang family seriously--"

"Lei Jiejian-kill!"

Before he could finish a sentence, Ye Fan shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the sword-shaped pendant on his chest soared instantly, tearing the sky, turning into a purple light, carrying the momentum of slaughtering the gods and slaughtering the immortals, and shot towards the six elders.

The pupils of the sixth elders suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pin-shaped, instinctively wanting to dodge.

However, the speed of Lei Jiejian completely surpassed his imagination, and it was almost instant, giving him no chance to react at all.

"She!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body came.

In an instant, between the six elders' necks, a line of red blood appeared, and blood poured out like a fountain.

"thump"

The next moment, the head of the sixth elder fell to the ground.