Ungodly Evil Spirit

"I got a strange thing some time ago. It can eat people's hearts. If I lose, I will give it to you." When Ye Qiufei spoke, his palm turned over and a black bug with the thickness of a thumb appeared. 'S twisting.

Ye Qiufei glanced at Ye Juan'er in the corner as he spoke, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I didn't expect you to be hotter than me!" Ye Fan responded with a sneer when he learned the meaning.

"I'm just doing a little favor to Ye Fan!" Ye Feihua's humble smile was shuddering, especially Ye Juan'er, who was already scared to see the black bug in his hand.

It's not as good as being dead to get such a dirty thing in the belly, compared to the black bug, it is nothing to bow to Ye Linglong.

"On the contrary, what do you want?" Ye Fan asked.

When the key point came, Ye Feihua's smile instantly faded, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and said: "If Ye Fan loses, I will knock three beeps in front of my younger brother Ye Xiaofei and apologize to him!"

"Knocking your head? Don't you think this condition is too much?" Ye Fan's voice became a bit cold, this guy really came out for Ye Xiaofei.

"You scolded Xiao Fei as rubbish, and you hurt Xiao Fei badly at the beginning, so you should kowtow and apologize. It's not too much, just see if you dare!

Ye Qiufei was afraid of Ye Fan's refusal, and immediately said something aggressive.

"Haha! What a dare, just hope you don't lift a rock and hit your own foot!" After Ye Fan laughed, he leaped towards the center of the martial arts field again.

Even if the opponent is a strong player in the seventh stage of the Guiyuan Realm, he still has a lot of hole cards that he has not used, and he is fearless.

"Don't worry, I won't let Ye Fan down!" Ye Qiufei suddenly revealed his original face when he saw someone succeed, and said with a grinning smile.

"Swipe!"

The two figures are like streamer phantoms, only reaching the center of the martial arts court hundreds of meters away in a flash. In terms of speed, they are not far behind.

"What? Ye Fan is on stage again?"

"Who is so bold, dare to challenge Ye Fan, can't it be done?"

"Wait... this... isn't this Ye Qiufei? Ye Fan actually met him!"

The moment the two came to power, the crowd rioted again, and Ye Feihua's reputation in the Ye family was no less than Ye Fan, and even vaguely higher than Ye Fan.

Because this person, as the grandson of Ye Gongxing, has excellent talents and is the most likely person among many young talents to become the young master of the Ye family in the future.

On the high platform, Ye Kui sneered, and sneered at Ye Feihua: "Huh, the waste father has cultivated an innocent son. Do you think that you have defeated ten ignorant juniors and you are invincible in the world?"

"Yeah, Ye Qiufei grew up when the old man watched. He reached the fifth level of the Guiyuan realm three years ago. In terms of talent, he is not inferior to Ye Fan. At this moment, he is two levels higher than him. with no doubt!"

An older patriarch had a look of emotion, even if Ye Fan had shown extraordinary strength before, he was still not favored.

Ye Feihua had already stood up from his seat, clenched his fists, and glared at Ye Kui, who could only speak cold words, but did not do anything. Elder Bai is still here, he must give the latter face.

At the same time, Ye Gongxing, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, also rarely moved his steps, came to the front of the high platform, stood with his hands behind, his turbid eyes staring at the center of the competition field. Ye Fan at this moment has already aroused his interest.

"Fatty, your friend is really arrogant, this Ye Qiufei is not easy to mess with!" Ye Gui put one hand on Ye Murun's plump shoulder, shaking his head and sighing.

Ye Mu smiled bitterly, how could he understand Ye Fan's actions.

At the moment, Ye Qiufei listened to the incomparably high voices around him, and couldn't help but smile proudly: "Brother Ye Fan, they don't seem to be very optimistic about you, or if you give up now, I can make you squat less ."

Upon hearing this, there was a burst of laughter in the surroundings. In one corner, Ye Xiaofei, who was holding a white paper fan, showed a fierce look, and smiled grimly: "Ye Fan, you are dead this time, hahaha!"

Ye Fan's icy gaze directed at Ye Qiufei, unaffected by his surroundings, and firmly said: "In my dictionary, I have never conceded two words, let's fight!"

After saying this, Ye Fan's arms shook, a huge force came out, and he slammed a fist toward Ye Qiufei's front door.

"Hmph, toast and not eat fine wine!" Ye Qiufei cursed bitterly, his arm moved forward, and a pure Yuan force shot, directly resisting the blow of over ten thousand jin.

"Come again!" One punch was blocked, Ye Fan was not nervous, and he turned around and threw a second punch.

The dragon pattern on both arms suddenly appeared, and the dragon was formed, and it smashed into Ye Qiufei's chest with an invincible force.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Qiufei moved his arms back to his chest, and unexpectedly received the blow intact and eliminated the endless dragon power.

"What a powerful body refiner, it's a pity that you met me!" Ye Qiufei confirmed the previous guess in his heart and couldn't help but smile.

Three thousand avenues can accommodate all kinds of laws. There is a group of cultivators who focus on the method of refining the body, nurturing the body with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refining the body will go through a lot of hardships. Once it is cultivated, the power gained is incomparable to ordinary cultivators.

But Ye Qiufei obviously regarded Ye Fan as this kind of person.

The powerful dragon fist was dispelled, and Ye Fan was also stunned. Could Ye Qiufei's body be stronger than the previous ten martial arts?

Ye Qiufei, who blocked the dragon fist, didn't rush, and nodded towards Ye Fan's golden fist face.

"puff!"

Under Ye Fan's stunned gaze, a blood pillar appeared, and a blood hole suddenly appeared from the face of the fist, and it was still expanding.

"brush!"

Without hesitation, Ye Fan immediately retreated dozens of steps, and Ye Qiufei's strange attack made him unpredictable. The body of his demon body was wounded easily by it, still unconsciously.

"Are you surprised?" Ye Qiufei looked at Ye Fan with a arrogant expression, and said with disdain: "Everything in the world, one thing drops one thing, I have cultivated this soft yin finger for many years, focusing on the masculine and domineering power, your powerful body , In front of me, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Swipe!" Ye Qiufei pointed out as he spoke, but there was infinite power in the softness.

Ye Fan's pupils shrank, and he saw the magic of martial arts again. All kinds of martial arts really made him invincible. He didn't dare to fight hard with his flesh anymore. He immediately gathered a group of vitality and resisted the weird soft Yin finger.

"puff!"

As soon as Yuan Li touched the soft finger, he was directly assimilated by the light of that finger, and on the contrary, it strengthened the power of the soft finger.

"Your realm is not as good as me. You will only be absorbed by the soft yin finger when you use your Yuanli. You have no way to deal with me. You should kneel down and admit defeat!" Ye Qiufei pointed forward, high up, and said proudly.

Here, he wanted Ye Fan to lose face, so as to let out a sigh of illness for his younger brother Ye Xiaofei.

"Really?" Looking at the approaching softyin fingers, Ye Fan frowned, but did not retreat. The breath of the whole body began to become cold and strange invisibly.

"I said, in my dictionary, I have never confessed!"

When the light of the feminine finger was about to penetrate Ye Fan's forehead, a strange shield suddenly appeared in front of Ye Fan.

The shield is only half a person tall and round, and the whole body is shining with extremely dazzling blood. The **** runes on the edges are flowing, and there is a small vortex in the center. At this moment, it is sucking in that soft and feminine finger force.

This sudden hand surprised everyone slightly, but Ye Fan still had defensive martial skills.

Seeing that the power of the fingers disappeared, Ye Qiufei's eyes condensed slightly, and in an instant he regained his confidence. As long as he was a body refiner, no matter how much martial skill he had cultivated, he couldn't take this blow, let alone a defensive martial skill.

The soft yin refers to the combination of the characteristics of overcoming rigidity with softness. It is strong when strong and weak when weak, and it specializes in shield-like defensive martial arts.

When everyone thought that the blood-colored shield was about to break, they saw a tremor, and the brush shot out a soft, **** finger.

"What?" Ye Qiufei felt the blood-colored fingers that seemed extremely familiar, but extremely unfamiliar, and was shocked. He wanted to escape but lost the best time.

"brush!"

The **** finger force directly penetrated Ye Qiufei's chest, but fortunately it didn't touch his heart, otherwise he would be killed.

"You..." Ye Qiufei staggered, and the intense pain caused by his finger force made him directly kneel on one knee.

"The outcome is undecided, it's too early to kneel now!" Ye Fan said while holding a demon shield and looking down at Ye Qiufei.

The power of the Aegis is truly extraordinary. It rebounds damage and also attaches a trace of scarlet power, making the caster inevitable.

"Puff!" Ye Fan's words caused Ye Qiu to spit out a mouthful of blood. Originally, he wanted Ye Fan to kneel, but now he became himself.

"I'm going to kill you!" With anger in his heart, Ye Qiufei lost his senses, stood up with a grim complexion, pointed to the sky, and shouted: "The power of hair and skin, thousands of points!"

As an extremely powerful finger light rushed into the clouds, Ye Qiufei's whole body trembled, his skin began to lose its luster, and his black hair became pale and dull, just like a late old man.

Only a pair of spiteful eyes looked at Ye Fan unchanged.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under everyone's shocked gaze, a black rain cloud appeared above the head, like a five-finger mountain, covering the center of the competition field.

The originally clear sky disappeared and became dark clouds. Under this cloud layer, Ye Fan felt unparalleled pressure, as if something was brewing.

"Look, what is that? Is it raindrops?"

The dark clouds were moving, and finally began to show its power. People in the distance were the first to find white spots falling in the clouds, like raindrops.

"No...this...this seems to be feminine finger power?"

I don't know who yelled, and the crowd suddenly broke the pot. Looking up, the endless white dots are falling, and more and more, faster and faster. These white dots have powerful power, and each drop of breath is exactly the same as Ye Qiufei's soft finger force.

The soft yin fingers are densely packed, countless, but impartial, all flying in one direction, such a mighty power, enough to make a Guiyuan realm powerhouse completely frightened.

At this moment, everyone finally understood the meaning of the eight characters that Ye Qiufei said at the end of "the power of hair and skin, what counts".

At the expense of body skin and hair generators, the power of heaven and earth is aroused, and thousands of soft and yin finger powers are derived. This method is against the sky, and the power is afraid that it can catch up with the peerless martial arts.