Chapter 140. Confrontation

Zhong Cheng looked pale and said angrily, "You are bleeding. No matter how you quibble today, it's useless."

"Oh, I have a grudge against your son. If you don't believe it, you can ask the disciples of that day. My relationship with Zhong Fei is still relatively harmonious, and I believe that other disciples also feel the change on that day. Yes or no, I won't say more. Justice is in the hearts of the people." Ye Fan said faintly.

The head of Luo Yunzong's face moved and believed it seven points. It seemed that there was really a monster overlord there, but he would never admit it verbally.

"You are talking nonsense." Zhong Cheng was already a little guilty, but his face pretended to be calm.

The hearts of the people around him are bright, knowing that the facts may really be as the teenager said. How can a teenager who was only 15 years old design to harm his brother? And he, who is weak, must be out of counterattack. Those disciples who are related to the elders of the sect are not ignorant of their virtue.

Everyone looked at the group of Luo Yunzong, with a trace of mockery in their eyes.

"When did Luo Yunzong become so generous that such disciples were willing to suppress and kill them." The owner of Baihua Building giggled.

"This teenager will never be more than 20 years old, but he has reached the status. Such a peerless genius not only does not try his best to cultivate, but also persecute him. What's more, he also kills his family and admires him." A middle-aged man in a silver robe sighed.

He is the owner of Zihua Villa. Naturally, he doesn't have to be afraid of Luo Yunzong. He can say whatever he wants.

Sure enough, Luo Yunzong's faces were a little unnatural.

"Son, as long as you join my Zihua Villa, I will not only guarantee that you will have the treatment of a true disciple, but also accept you as a closed disciple." The owner of Zihua Villa said with a smile.

"Zixiao, you!" The patriarch of Luoyun finally couldn't help saying it.

"What are you? Since you Luo Yunzong's extravagant and such excellent disciples can abandon him at will, I, Zihua Villa, dare to accept him." The owner of Zihua Villa counterattacked rudely.

"Little brother, don't be afraid. As long as you promise, I will protect you." The owner of Zihua Villa laughed.

"Thank you, Lord, the owner's kindness is well received, but can you wait until you finish dealing with these things in front of you?" Ye Fan suddenly fell in love with the middle-aged man in the silver robe in front of him, and his boundary Ye Youyou seemed to be in Zihua Villa. With this relationship, Ye Fan suddenly felt that the person in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Well, I won't force it. Little brother, you have to be careful." The owner of Zihua Villa had to give up, but there was a cloud between his eyebrows. With his understanding of Luoyunzong, this matter could never be good. With the strength of this teenager and Luoyunzong's collision, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. How could he retreat whole body?

At this moment, two long roars came out suddenly.

I saw two figures standing in front of Ye Fan, one left and one right. They were two old men with white beards. They were the ancestors of the Situ family and the ancestors of the Wang family.

"Kid, I just want to ask you, who is the master behind your scenes?" The ancestor of the Wang family stared at Ye Fan.

"I am who I am. What is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Ye Fan didn't look at him, Shi Shiran said.

"Well, can you destroy my Wang family with your son? He also killed the head of the Situ family and the ancestor of the Sun family? He is very talkative. Tell me, who is the mysterious man? If you dare to hide it, I will let you taste what it means to live and die. The ancestors of the Wang family had fierce eyes.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Old man, I'm that mysterious person. If you don't believe me, I can't help it. Wang Suizong and Wang Ning's death is good."

The ancestor of the Wang family suddenly turned gloomy and said coldly, "Since you don't want to say it, I'll capture you first."

The pity flashed in everyone's eyes. The teenager is finished. The ancestor of the Wang family has eight levels of status. It is definitely a matter of capture to capture this teenager. You can imagine what kind of cruel abuse he will suffer next.

"It's a pity that he is a talented young swordsman." Someone sighed like this.

The ancestor of the Wang family opened his five fingers and grabbed Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and a dazzling sword light bloomed from him, like the sun in the sky, dazzling, and everyone's eyes were white. The next moment, the light disappeared, and only a scream was heard.

"Ah!"

There were two figures in the field. The right palm of the Wang family's ancestor was cut off in unison, and the blood flowed. At this moment, he was holding his right hand and screamed.

"What!"

Everyone didn't expect such a result, and their heads couldn't turn around. Well, they all wiped their eyes one after another to make sure that they were right.

The ancestor of the Wang family was actually cut off the palm of his hand by an unknown young swordsman.

"Evil bastard, I'm going to kill you, ah!" The ancestor of the Wang family was ashamed and angry. On the one hand, he lost his right palm, and on the other hand, he actually made such a fool in front of the heroes of the world. Even if he wins, he will be regarded as a laughing stock.

Ye Fan looked at him coldly and waved a sword. No one could see his movements clearly. Everyone only felt a thunder and lightning passing through the space.

The ancestor of the Wang family maintained an aggressive posture, his face was stiff, and he slowly looked down. A stream of blood emerged from his thighs, and then everyone was stunned to see the upper body and lower body of the Wang family's ancestor slowly separating.

"My legs! My leg!" The ancestor of the Wang family reacted and screamed.

The first time can be said to be a coincidence, and the second time is enough to explain the problem. Everyone looked at the ancestors of the Wang family who lost their legs, and a chill surged up on the soles of their feet. If they were the ancestor of the Wang family... Thinking of this, they shuddered one after another.

The owner of Zihua Villa looked at Ye Fan in shock. He thought that the teenager was very strong, but he didn't expect that he was so outrageous. The ancestor of the Wang family, who had the eighth-level status, said he would kill, and two swords made him lose his combat effectiveness. It was too horrible.

Thinking of this, he forgot to look at the patriarch Luoyun, and saw that the latter's face was extremely rich, like regret, like pain, like cold.

Presumably he has regretted it. Such a talented young swordsman, put in any sect, is enough as the pillar of the sect and can lead the sect to the future star of prosperity. As a result, they abandoned him like this and made a grudge.

Qi Li and Zhong Cheng look more ugly. The stronger Ye Fan is, the more uneasy they are.

"Your Wang family is really ridiculous. They are all virtuous. They like villains to sue first. Do you know that Wang Suizong and Wang Ning did not die in my hands. Wang Suizong was killed by Wang Ning." Ye Fan said faintly.

"It's impossible. Don't confuse the crowd." The ancestor of the Wang family said angrily.

"I just told Wang Ning that if he could survive by killing his father, he would do it obediently. Tut, what a family with strong family." Every word of Ye Fan hit his heart like a sledgehammer.