Feeling the three powerful and fierce auras, Pei Wu's face changed, and his whole body was tense, as if he was facing an enemy.
In order to make sure nothing goes wrong, Yang Zhenkun specially invited three martial arts masters to ambush Ye Fan outside the Jing.
In the beginning it was just to be on the safe side, but I didn't expect it would really come in handy now.
In the martial arts world, there is a saying widely circulated—
Under the master, all are ants!
Only by becoming a real master can you communicate the vitality of the world and stand above all living beings.
Ordinary people will never see a great master in their entire life!
Three grand masters joined forces to kill one person, this lineup is extremely luxurious.
After a few breaths, the three masters swooped out and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
The man on the left is tall and burly, with muscular muscles, like a cast of copper and iron, containing explosive power, and he is about to split the samurai suit on his body.
He tightly held a long knife in his hand. The blade was broad and thick, and the whole body was red. It gave people a feeling of weight and weight, and it had to be controlled with astonishing power to swing a sharp sword.
The person on the right is about forty years old, looks powerful, with tiger eyes and lion nose, dragon eyebrows into the temples, majestic, as if he can scare people to death with a stare.
He wears two gloves in his hands. They are unique in shape and smooth in curves. They are obviously from the hands of famous artists. The outside is also a good blood groove. If they hit a human body, they will be skinny and skinny.
And the person in the middle is covered in a black robe, making it impossible to judge his appearance, age, gender...
However, his body exudes an extremely cold aura, and a thin sheet of ice condenses on the ground beside his feet, and the temperature within a radius of more than ten meters seems to have dropped to freezing point.
As soon as the three of them appeared, the air around them was stagnant, and even caused an illusion, as if there were three great pillars standing in front of them, which were insurmountable.
...
"call……"
Seeing this, Pei Wu didn't dare to make any negligence at all, took a deep breath and adjusted to the "combat state."
As a fighter of the Oriental Excalibur, Pei Wu has received the most severe combat training and is proficient in various methods of killing.
Although she is not a great master, if she is alone, she is sure to kill anyone in front of her at the cost of serious injuries.
However, facing the three great masters alone, she has no chance of winning.
At this critical juncture, calling for reinforcements is unrealistic.
At this moment, the big man holding a long knife on the left hand looked at Ye Fan's urn and said with an aura: "Boy, it's you, you made Master Kun so much. Please let the three of us join forces to besieged? Huh... it looks like that!
"Cut! It's just a little doll with no hair, Master Kun is using an anti-aircraft cannon to hit mosquitoes!" The person on the right disdainfully said.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Suddenly, the black-robed man in the middle made a sharp smile, his voice as sharp as metal rubbing:
"Boy, if you can kill Yang Ting, you can be regarded as the best among the younger generation. There are few enemies! It's a pity...you met us! Let's talk, how do you want to die?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan didn't change his face or said a word. Instead, he took a step forward and continued to move forward.
His steps are not hurried or slow, like a stroll in a leisurely garden, his understatement, as if he didn't pay attention to the three martial arts masters.
Seeing this scene, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then an unknown fire burst into their hearts, and their anger was beyond renewed.
With the strength of the three people, they will be regarded as the guests no matter where they go. Even the overlord of Huahai Underground World, Yang Zhenkun, treats them with respect.
How did they ever receive such contempt?
The black-robed man took a step forward suddenly, and the wide black robe automatically went without any wind, and shouted angrily: "Smelly boy, you dare to ignore us, you're looking for death!"
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed man burst out from his body with a substantive murderous aura, pressing towards Ye Fan overwhelmingly.
At the same time, the other two were unwilling to show weakness, and their overbearing aura showed through.
Three completely different powerful auras, superimposed together, the power of them far exceeds ordinary people's imagination.
Within a hundred meters of a radius, there was a piece of silence, and even the grass in the cracks of the stone was drooping down, as if he was seeing the supreme king.
Even though there is still a certain distance away, Pei Wu feels terrified, shuddering, and even has an illusion
It seems to be a lonely leaf in the storm, vacillating, and it may be swallowed at any time!
However, Ye Fan still looked like a okay person, unaffected, and continued to move forward.
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
Although his footsteps did not sound, they were particularly abrupt in this silent field.
"what?!"
When those powerful men saw this, their expressions changed slightly. They didn't expect that their coercion hadn't had any effect on Ye Fan.
The big man with the knife on the left looked gloomy, staring straight at Ye Fan, and said sharply: "Smelly boy, why are you not afraid?"
"I, why should I be afraid?"
Ye Fan asked, "If the three ants stand in front of you, would you be afraid? Just run over!"
These words are straightforward, without any waves, as if they are expounding some justified truth.
But when the three people on the other side heard the words, they were even more furious.
They never expected that Ye Fan would describe them as "ants". Their pride and dignity over the years seemed to have been greatly insulted.
If you don't kill Ye Fan, it won't be enough to vent your hatred.
The man with the knife yelled angrily: "Dare to die when you die! Boy, do you know who we are?"
"Noisy!"
Ye Fan's piercing eyes swept across the three of them, and then he said lightly:
"I am not interested in knowing the name of the dead person!"
...
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a nine-day thunder, bursting into the ears of everyone in the field.
mad!
It's crazy!
No one can imagine that Ye Fan dared to speak wild words even when surrounded by three martial arts masters.
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant!"
"Bold!"
The three of them scolded almost simultaneously.
"Boy, since you are looking for death, then we will fulfill you!"
The man with a knife said, his right foot slammed on the ground, sand and rocks splashed, and a big earthquake trembled.
With this counter-shock force, he rose into the sky, smashing Huashan with his force, and struck Ye Fan.
A knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers!
Among the eighteen weapons, the sword ranks first. It is famous for its majestic, heroic, and tiger-wielding style. As the so-called murderous spirit is quiet, the cold light is weeping ghosts, the purple sleeves are back after the dance, and Xiao Sa is full of Cang Min.
In use, the slashing action is often the main one, which shows a kind of fierceness and determination. What is emphasized is the use of force to break ingenuity, unlike swords, guns and other weapons that often change with cleverness to win.
From a certain perspective, the sword is inferior to the sword. It does not have the elegant, mysterious and romantic temperament of the sword, nor does it have the honor of the sword.
The sword is sometimes a gorgeous decoration, sometimes a symbol of status and status, or even a symbol of power and majesty.
But the knife is not!
Knife is a real killer, single-sided cutting edge, advancing without retreat, living toward death.
It was like a crossing a river, with no retreat behind him, and he could only move forward bravely, either assassinating the king, killing the gods, or becoming a dead bone on the road of the king, no one cares about.
...
"Stab!"
The long knife pierced the sky, creating a vacuum tunnel in mid-air.
Such moves are extremely overbearing, with only offense and no defense, and they are extremely decisive.
"Sneer!"
The surrounding space was shocked and shattered, like the sound of metal rubbing, which was creepy and frightening.
In the distance, Pei Wu's face changed drastically, and he didn't expect the strength of this swordsman to be so terrifying.
Cut it out with a single knife, invincible, as if even a mountain in front of it would be cut to pieces.
Even at a certain distance, her exposed skin was painful, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
Ordinary martial arts masters can't comprehend such a powerful ultimate move.
Although Pei Wu knew that Ye Fan was extraordinary, at this moment, she was still very nervous and sweated for him.
However, under the light of the sword, Ye Fan didn't have any intention to dodge. He stood with his hand holding his hand, and said lightly:
"The light of the rice grains, dare you to shine? An ant-like thing, why do you need your hands to kill you? One glance is enough!"
