Feeling the change in Ye Fan's aura, Xie Chongyang's body tightened, as if he was facing a major enemy, he did not dare to be negligent.
He didn't know why, Ye Fan in front of him brought great pressure to him, even comparable to a real master!
However, in Xie Chongyang's view, even if he is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old man who starts practicing in the womb, he cannot become a master of martial arts before he is twenty!
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan walked to the dining table lightly, picked up a bottle of red wine, poured half a glass in the wine glass, and shook it for a moment.
Seeing this scene, Xie Chongyang's face inevitably showed a strange expression, I don't know what medicine Ye Fan sells in the gourd!
Is it possible... Is he really going to invite himself to drink?
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, his right index finger was inserted into the red wine glass, dipped in a few drops of red wine, and then his fingers flicked slightly, making the same movements as Xie Chongyang Feiye.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
In the next moment, dozens of drops of wine, like bullets pierced through the chamber, shot out from Ye Fan's fingertips, as if turned into a big net, shrouded in Xie Chongyang.
And among these drops, Ye Fan also added the power of Vermilion Bird.
The speed is so fast that it is beyond the limit of the naked eye, and ordinary people can hardly see its trajectory in mid-air.
On the other side, Xie Chongyang felt a burst of danger. He was shocked. He didn't dare to shake it hard with his body, and jumped back subconsciously.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a series of dense voices sounded like a storm in the banquet hall.
Afterwards, an incredible scene appeared in front of everyone
At the location where Xie Chongyang stood, small holes with thick fingers appeared on the cold and hard ground, which were caused by the drops of red wine.
If it is said that Xie Chongyang's previous methods of picking leaves from flying flowers have been shocking, then the methods Ye Fan displayed now are beyond the limits of their imagination!
With the help of a drop of wine, it can hurt people in the air, and it has the power of piercing gold and stone, and it is even more terrifying than a large-caliber pistol.
For a time, many people in the venue thought to themselves that if a strong like Ye Fan wanted to kill them, I am afraid that they would spend a sky-high price to hire more bodyguards, it would be of no use!
...
At this moment, someone in the venue uttered an exclamation: "Huh? Look at it, the small hole in the ground seems to be able to form a word!"
Hearing this, almost everyone turned around and looked intently.
After a few seconds, they suddenly discovered that from the perspective of Ye Fan, those small holes penetrated by the drops of wine on the ground actually formed a--
"roll"!
There is no doubt that the word "roll" was given to Xie Chongyang!
For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide enough to swallow their fists, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods!
To them, the means Xie Chongyang demonstrated just now is already amazing.
But at this moment, Xie Chongyang was completely overshadowed by Ye Fan and completely reduced to a foil!
After a while, countless guests recovered from their shock, but started a more intense discussion:
"I finally understand why even the Yu family has to classify Master Ye as a guest of honor!"
"Oh my God... I, Guo Da, have lived for more than 50 years, traveled all over the country, and even left my footprints all over the world. I have seen countless strange people and strangers! But today I saw Master Ye, that really opened my eyes!"
"That's right! The methods of Master Ye are almost the same as the fairy tales in the legend! If it were placed in ancient times, I am afraid that he would directly board the court and worship the king!"
...
Hearing these words, Xie Chongyang felt uncomfortable for a while, looking at the word "roll", he felt even more humiliated.
At this moment, Xie Chongyang was burning with anger, his face was extremely gloomy, his hair stood up, as if sparks were flashing, and his fists were involuntarily squeezed and rattled.
However, in addition to the uncontrollable anger, a deep consternation flashed in his eyes!
The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway!
Among the hundred people on the field, Xie Chongyang is probably the only one who knows how terrifying Ye Fan's move just now!
You know, wine drops are liquid and have no fixed shape. They are very unstable and more difficult to control than leaves.
However, Ye Fan uses the drops of wine as a weapon, and the lethality is amazing, not inferior to ordinary bullets!
What is even more shocking is that in an instant, Ye Fan could use countless drops of wine to condense the appearance of a "roll" character.
This control over inner strength is light, as if embroidering with an iron rod.
Even Xie Chongyang had to sigh for nothing!
Wanting to understand this, he looked at Ye Fan with a little less disdain and a touch of solemnity.
Before, he didn't put Ye Fan in his eyes at all, only treating Ye Fan as a liar who deceived the world and did not deserve his name.
Only now did he feel Ye Fan's powerful strength!
The next moment, Xie Chongyang suddenly reached out and touched behind him, and took out a stick wrapped in a black cloth.
Immediately afterwards, he tore off the black cloth, and what was hidden inside was a three-foot long sword.
"Zheng!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and the sound of a sword piercing through the golden cracked stone sounded instantly.
For a while, the sword energy in the room was horizontal and horizontal, killing intently, many guests shuddered, subconsciously stepping back a few steps, a touch of fright flashed in their eyes.
They never expected that Xie Chongyang had a disagreement and pulled out such a murder weapon, with swords facing each other!
Seeing that posture, it seemed like he was going to fight Ye Fan desperately!
Most of the celebrity guests who came to the banquet were not in the world, and they were pampered. Everyone who saw this posture turned pale with fright, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat.
At this moment, Yu Wenxing suddenly stood up, glanced at the audience fiercely, and shouted:
"Guests, this is the end of today's dinner, please leave quickly! Next, we have something to deal with within the Yu family. If anyone stays here, it is our Yu family's enemy!"
...
As soon as he said this, Yu Zihong's expression in the crowd became gloomy.
And those guests also noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the venue, and did not dare to have any delay at all. They swarmed outside for fear of being involved in unnecessary trouble.
Fortunately, the door of the banquet hall is wide enough, otherwise there is a high possibility of stampede.
At this time, Sun Lili took Song Wanqing's hand and said anxiously: "Wanqing, let's go!"
Song Wanqing heard the words, looking at Ye Fan in the distance, a very complicated look flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then competed for Sun Lili's hand, shook her head and said: "Lili, you go first, I can't leave Ye Fan alone. it's here!"
Although her voice was silent, her tone was very firm.
"This..." Sun Lili hesitated for a few seconds before turning around to follow the crowd.
But within a few minutes, in the huge banquet hall, apart from Song Wanqing, there were only five people left in the huge banquet hall: Yu Wenxing, Yu Zihong, Xie Chongyang and Ye Fan!
Yu Zihong looked at Yu Wenxing from a distance, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, what are you doing? Is it possible that you want to kill and eradicate dissidents?"
"Tsk tusk... Zihong, what are you talking about? You are my nephew, why should I do something to you? But well—"
Speaking of this, Yu Wenxing paused, his eyes were full of cruel expressions, and he pointed at Ye Fan and said: "That stinky boy, who dared to pretend to be the master of martial arts, came out to bluff and deceive. Today, I asked Master Xie to tear away his hypocritical fakes. surface!"
At this time, Xie Chongyang looked at Ye Fan and said coldly:
"Boy, I admit that you do have some abilities! But that's all! Either you retreat now, and if you don’t set foot in Suzhou and Hangzhou in your life, I will spare you once! Or, fight me, not you To die, I die!"
"Hehe... My samurai, why are you afraid of a battle?!"
Ye Fan said lightly, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't put Xie Chongyang in his eyes at all.
Such a contemptuous attitude made Xie Chongyang furious, and said angrily: "Boy, have you brought a weapon? Draw your sword, otherwise once I make a move, you might not even have a chance to draw a sword!"
When Ye Fan heard the words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a wistful smile.
Just as the lion doesn’t care about sheep’s provocations, at this moment he doesn’t get angry at Xie Chongyang’s words, and said lightly:
"With you, you don't deserve to let me draw the sword!"
