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Ye Fan walked up the stairs step by step, as thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him. Cough cough, I have to act tough today.
Plop ~
This god-like young man fell onto the Colosseum with a smack, tripping over the last step!
Tripping over ~
The heck, do you know what kind of occasion this is?
I'll just put up a good show, what the hell are you doing? You're still pretending to be a b * stard?
The atmosphere was eerily quiet for more than ten seconds.
Long Fei turned his head silently and said: "Boss, that flight of stairs is a little higher than the others!"
Puff ~ 10,000 Critical Strikes!
Say it, say it, you son of a bitch!" Ye Fan gloomily thought to himself.
In the next moment, the entire Grand Plaza burst out in ridiculing laughter. Were they here to make a fool of themselves? Laughing to death and then inheriting their spirit stones?
Chen Jing's mouth twitched, was this bastard here to slap him in the face? Hiss ~ So painful!
"You can't even walk steadily, what qualifications do you have to go on stage? "Bronze trash is not even qualified to stand on stage!" Chen Jing said coldly.
Cough cough!
Ye Fan silently crawled up, gave Chen Jing the middle finger, and said: "If you have the ability, then beat me down, trash!"
"Damn, this senior brother of the Sword Intent division is actually being looked down upon by a little kid!"
"Beat him up until he can't take care of himself, breaking his third leg!" The sword intent disciple roared.
Shua ~ All of their gazes turned towards that disciple.
Wasn't this way too ruthless?
Ye Fan quietly swept a glance over him, and said: "Wait, I'll take care of some private matters!"
Then, under the gazes of everyone present, he casually descended from the Colosseum and arrived in front of that Sword Intent disciple.
"Break the third leg?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.
The disciple:
You bastard, with so many people watching, do you dare to commit murder on the spot?
"Feed the dogs. I think it's better to feed the dogs!" Ye Fan said indifferently, his eyes suddenly turning cold.
When everyone heard him say this, they suddenly felt a little cold.
"Leopard Unicorn, bite him!"
Roar ~
Inside the spirit beast bag, the leopard-kylin monster that had been sleeping suddenly rushed out and stood up taller than three people.
Puff ~
Are you a f * cking dog?
This thing was even fiercer than a tiger!
This bastard is a dog, I'll believe you then!
The disciple's face immediately darkened. This was a f * cking dog? He could eat someone in one bite!
However, he was a Seventh Stage of Heavenly Dipper expert, and was just an Earth Divine Beast, how could he possibly endure it?
"Humph!" "If you dare to bite me, I'll kill it!" The disciple clamored.
After Ye Fan heard this, he sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have that chance!"
As soon as his voice fell, his figure strangely disappeared into thin air, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.
In the next moment, a hand stretched out from behind the disciple's back like a ghost, instantly grabbing his throat.
In a split-second, this disciple forcefully sealed all of his astral energy, and his face became deathly pale.
"You ~ You ~ You ~ You can't touch me, I'm a sword intent user!" The disciple panicked and hurriedly brought out his Sword Intent division to pressure him.
Swish ~ Dozens of sword intent experts surrounded Ye Fan in an instant. There were also a few sword elders, who had faint sword Qis floating in their sleeves.
"Hehe!" You're too naive. "Dogman, bite!"
With Ye Fan's order, the leopard-kylin monster threw itself at the disciple's legs, causing him to become badly mangled and scream miserably!
As the disciples saw this, all of them sucked in a breath of cold air. They couldn't help but cover their mouths with their hands.
Isn't this way too f * cking overbearing? He didn't give any face at all!
Hearing this heart-wrenching sound, he felt his balls ache!