Song Yushu stared at Ye Fan, his teeth clenched, but he just couldn't say anything.
Ye Fan's words happened to hit Song Yushu's sore spot.
In the previous duel, fighting against the flesh, Ye Fan could directly resist Song Yushu's kingly killing punch with his strong physique, and even counter-shocked until he vomited blood and won.
Competing with supernatural powers, Ye Fan could make Song Yushu fly several kilometers with a single punch, smashing many buildings, but Song Yushu didn't hurt Ye Fan at all. Ye Fan still won.
Under this kind of competition, Song Yushu was completely unqualified to fight Ye Fan, because Ye Fan didn't even use any weapons, and could defeat him only by physical effort.
In the end, Qing Tianpeng, the top-ranked spirit beast he was proud of, couldn't hold it, and became an obedient little cat in front of Ye Fan.
It is a great shame that the core disciple of the dignified Water Moon Holy Land was suppressed by a monk with the last star in the 36th grade.
"Hehe, Song Yushu, these are all facts, right before your eyes!"
Ye Fan spoke lightly with a proud face.
This kind of scene excites many monks.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the Shuiyue Holy Land is nothing more than that. The core disciple, Song Yushu, ranked 36th, could not even beat the last monk, and even let the spirit beast die!"
"Fortunately, Ye Fan is showing mercy, otherwise, that spirit beast will be finished."
"Hey, this Song Yushu, with so many high-grade treasures on his body, still can't touch Ye Fan's hair, it's not of the same level at all!"
Listening to the people's discussion, Song Yushu became angry, but he still couldn't refute it, because the refutation at this time was just to offend everyone.
Although he is a core disciple, but this Wanxian Conference is about to be held, if he breaks the rules, then he will be the only unlucky one, so he can't do anything to this multi-sect disciple.
Moreover, even if he dared to do something, if Ye Fan in front of him intervened, he would not be an opponent.
At this time, he could only put a few ruthless words to find some face.
"Smelly boy, do you really think this son can't clean you up?"
For his own reputation, Song Yushu was going to sacrifice his kung fu at the bottom of the box, and then try it with Ye Fan. Even if it was a life-and-death fight, it was important to get back some face.
"Hahaha, Song Yushu, if you have any skills, just come out, I will stay with you to the end!"
"Hmph, I'll take a break first. After all, you have previously calculated that you need to regain your inner strength. You can get on me and beat me hard!"
Song Yushu suddenly turned around and looked at a few disciples in Shuiyue Holy Land, those who had cheered him on before.
"You guys, come on!"
He pointed to the disciples and shouted.
"what……"
Those disciples were stunned, but they didn't expect that it would be their turn in the end.
What kind of person is Ye Fan, the previous battles have already shown strength beyond Song Yushu, how could they be opponents?
"Song, Brother Song, we are all new disciples who have just arrived, we don't have much ability, or..."
"Or what, give it to me, aren't you also the true celestial being Cross Tribulation, Ye Fan is so scared?"
"This……"
"This, what this! This time I gave you this task, you should feel honored, understand?"
There was a threatening look on Song Yushu's face, and the disciples also had a headache.
If they did, they weren't Ye Fan's opponents at all. If they didn't, they angered Song Yushu, and they were not going well.
"Okay, okay!"
Several disciples had no choice but to surround Ye Fan together.
"Ye Fan, apologize to Senior Brother Song immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"
The leader stood in front and shouted to Ye Fan.
"Really? You're welcome, are you sure?"
When Ye Fan turned around, a look in his eyes made the disciples retreat one after another.
"This……"
Several disciples were fainted at that time, Ye Fan's strength has been seen by everyone here, and he can defeat Song Yushu with his body alone.
However, when things reached this point, they had no choice but to use collective power to deal with Ye Fan.
"Several people, now is our chance to do meritorious service, let's go together!"
"it is good!"
Three True Immortals Crossing Tribulation surrounded Ye Fan at the same time, and a heavenly magical weapon appeared in everyone's hands. Although they were inferior, it was a good treasure in the eyes of ordinary monks.
"This Shuiyue Holy Land is really amazing. Ordinary disciples who are just getting started can have this kind of heavenly magic weapon. It's terrifying."
"Shuiyue Holy Land is the overlord of the Ziwei galaxy. The resources they can get are far from what we can imagine!"
"Huh, this is the magic weapon that is refined by collecting resources from the stars!"
For a while, everyone was envious, and some were angry, but they all hoped that Ye Fan could teach them.
At this time, the three of them looked at Ye Fan at the same time, and everyone's eyes showed a fierce light. They wanted to shock Ye Fan with their aura.
After all, they are the three true immortals crossing the Tribulation, which in the eyes of ordinary cultivators of stars is a big battle.
"Ha ha……"
Ye Fan looked calm and looked at the three of them.
"Are you guys going up? I don't have time to talk with you!"
This lazy posture made the three people feel more guilty.
"We, we... Damn, there's no way, go!"
"it is good!"
Finally, the three reached an agreement and shot together.
The three simultaneously released their strongest supernatural powers.
"kill!"
The magical powers of the three gathered together. After all, the three of them are true immortals of the Tribulation, and their power is still very scary.
"Humph!"
But Ye Fan snorted coldly, showing no signs of tension.
"broken!"
In an instant, Ye Fan threw three punches, and those supernatural powers instantly shattered.
So far as the fist casts.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The three people were shaken out one after another.
"Damn it!"
Song Yushu was furious and flew out and wanted to fight again.
"Master Yushu, friends should be settled but not settled! Moreover, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is about to be held, and Master Xianzun is about to pass his life. Seeing blood today, I am afraid it is not appropriate!
"Huh! Since Princess Qingwu has said so, I will give you a face! However, if this kid falls into my hands in the future, he will not be soft!"
Fortunately, Yun Qingwu gave him a step, Song Yushu did not dare to stay for long, and immediately urged Qing Tianpeng to leave.
