My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1610

Ye Fan didn't want to get entangled with Wei Qian, otherwise he would let Tan Yue go.

He had an idea.

"Elder, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you are worthy of being my master, don't we know if we fight?"

"You want to compete with me?" Wei Qian was shocked.

Is this kid desperate?
But he wanted to perceive Ye Fan's strength but did not receive any feedback.

This little concealment technique is practiced very well.

That's natural, the Great Illusion Technique is no joke.

A mere Martial God can't see through it at all.

"That's right, you stand over there, I'm here, let's compete."

"Okay, just compare, a junior dares to look down on me. Today I will let you know that Jiang is still old and spicy."

And just as he was walking not far away.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised a hint of cunning, and he took out the Qiankun bow with lightning speed, opened the bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow hit the back of Tan Yue's mind.

Together with his Lingtai, he was shot into scum.

Warriors are different from monks.

Cultivators cultivate their nature, and when they reach the realm, the Nascent Soul will appear in the body.

As for the martial artist's self-cultivation, the real weakness lies in the spiritual platform in his mind.

A shattering of the Lingtai is equivalent to the shattering of a monk's Nascent Soul.

The dead can't die anymore.

"Junior, you..."

Wei Qian was so furious that this person dared to kill someone in front of him.

Where did he get the guts?

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said respectfully: "Old Wei, forgive my impulsiveness. I am also acting helplessly. In fact, there are other temptations in this matter. I must kill them, otherwise my brother-in-law may die It's dangerous."

"what's the situation?"

"They kidnapped my brother-in-law..."

After some narration.

Wei Qian repeatedly denied: "Impossible, how could the Tangtang Provincial Association kidnap your brother-in-law and blackmail him? You obviously made it up."

"You don't need to trust me, but do you believe the documents sent from above?"

"Of course I do."

The person who can solve this matter must be a person with the power to reach the sky.

The documents issued by others will definitely not be involved in favoritism, fraud, or any personal emotions.

And tell the facts objectively.

"Okay, if you can give me three days, I will definitely put the documents issued by the above in front of you in person. If there are any lies in what I said, you can accuse me, I am willing, how about it?"

"Why should I trust you?"

Ye Fan stretched out three fingers: "If I deceive you, I will curse myself that I will never be able to practice Qiankun Martial God Art, and even if I practice it, I will not be able to improve for the rest of my life."

"This exercise is..."

"It's the technique I practice."

Say it.

Ye Fan's tiger body shook, and a breath like a martial god swept the audience.

Wei Qian squinted his eyes and nodded silently.

He has seen too many exercises, and the Qiankun Martial God Art is very famous in the martial arts world.

Could it be that he could see it at a glance.

The breath that Ye Fan exudes is exactly this technique.

Warriors value their own oaths more, let alone swear by their future.

Hearing these words, he believed Ye Fan instead, thinking that he was a man of flesh and blood.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you for three days! If you don't see the real document, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Old Wei, don't worry. The boy will do what he says, and he will never go back on his word."

"Good! Goodbye!"

Seeing Wei Lao leave.

Ye Fan whistled and left gracefully.

What a fool.

Fortunately, I didn't worship him as a teacher, which is too easy to deceive.

Lao Tzu didn't practice Qiankun Martial God Jue at all, and the aura he exuded was only imitated by the power of the five elements.

Three days later, I will definitely finish the matter of the Provincial Martial Artists Association.

Who will come to your place where you don't shit.

……

After leaving the mountain.

Ye Fan decided to go to the provincial association in person, otherwise this matter would be delayed endlessly.

He is not afraid, but Zhao Guokang is easily tortured into a disability.

……

And the other side.

Ding Qifeng, who hadn't heard from Tan Yue for a long time, couldn't sit still.

"I'm afraid Tan Yue is already in danger."

He Na turned pale with shock: "Even Tan Yue is not Ye Fan's opponent, he is too strong."

"Hmph, is this the time to care about this? If there are no accidents, he will definitely come to the provincial association."

"President, are you worried that he will go on a killing spree?"

Ding Qifeng said: "It's not possible, but no one can stop Zhao Guokang from being rescued. Our elders are performing missions outside, and no one is Ye Fan's opponent except me."

"But as the president, if I start a fight with him, it would be really humiliating."

"And if he can kill Tan Yue, he must have found Wei Qian."

"With Elder Wei's relationship, even I can't touch Ye Fan."

He sighed heavily, his whole body was full of disappointment.

Originally, he wanted to use Zhao Guokang to make more money, but unexpectedly, he shot himself in the foot and let others find such a powerful backer.

He Na's eyes moved: "President, I have a good idea, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Say!"

"Ye Fan's identity is terrible, but there are also many people who are not afraid of him. Don't we have a few rich and official second generations in our association? Let them deal with Ye Fan."

"It's not clear why a scholar meets a soldier. When a strong man meets a second-generation ancestor, it may have a miraculous effect."

"Even if Ye Fan killed them all, it would be equivalent to offending half of Jianglong City. Will he be able to leave by then?"

He Na's attention has to be said to be extremely sinister.

No matter how strong Ye Fan is, he cannot escape the law.

Forcibly breaking into the Martial Artists Association, with Wei Qian's relationship, no one can punish him.

But if several second-generation ancestors were killed, the law would not let him go.

"Haha, great idea! I'm going home now, and you immediately gather people and let them guard Ye Fan."

"By the way, I will transfer all other powerful combat forces, and let's have a mouse eat an elephant."

The two looked at each other, full of jokes and complacency.

……

When Ye Fan came to the Provincial Association, the place was sparsely populated, which seemed to be empty.

He walked in on his own, opened his consciousness and started searching.

He wanted to find Zhao Guokang and Ding Qifeng's location.

But after some investigation, only Zhao Guokang was found.

what's the situation?
He should know I'm coming, but he ran away?

It's too timid.

Just as he was about to rescue Zhao Guokang, several young people came out of a room.

A few of them held their heads high, their eyes were soaring to the sky, and they looked defiant.

"Boy, who are you? Where did you come from?"

Ye Fan chuckled, and immediately understood Ding Qifeng's intentions.

He is so naive.

I actually thought that a few trash second generation ancestors could deal with me.

sad.

Ye Fan said indifferently: "I'm here to save people, I would like to advise you, don't block me, otherwise the end will be very serious."

"you put……"

Not finished yet.

A person came out of the crowd in surprise.

"Old... boss?"

This person is Han Mosheng, who is also the current head of the Han family.

Ye Fan slapped his head: "Oh, I almost forgot, you are also a member of the Martial Artists Association. Huh? No, aren't you affiliated with the Jianglong City Martial Artists Association? How did you join the Provincial Association?"

Han Mosheng scratched his head shyly.

A good brother of mine was killed by Ye Fan before.

That scene still vaguely appeared in front of him.

But now things are different.

Instead, he became Ye Fan's younger brother.

In fact, thinking about it now, what were his former friends?

Apart from playing, he is chic all day long, and has nothing serious to do.

It's different from Ye Fan.

Not only has he inherited the Han family, but he has also obtained cultivation resources, his life is thriving, his status is steadily rising, and his strength is also rising steadily.

This is the real brother.

"Hey, let's go to higher places. I came to the Provincial Association half a year ago."

"Boss, why are you here?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Save someone, do you know where Zhao Guokang is being held? Release him quickly."

"I know, I know, I'll let it go now."

Han Mosheng didn't hesitate at Ye Fan's order, and turned around to go to work.

Others disagreed.

"Old Han, there is something wrong with your blatant betrayal. Where do you put our president?"

"This……"

He was speechless.

But even though he knew it was not good to do so, he was still ready to save people.

Compared with Ding Qifeng, he believed in Ye Fan more.

And Ye Fan didn't want to make it difficult for him, so he said lightly: "You guys, you are so young, why don't you know how to think?"

"What do you mean? Humiliate us?"

"Tell you, don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are Lao Han's friend."

Several people were furious, as if they were going to do something.

Ye Fan sneered: "They were all sold by others, and they counted the money for them. Are your brains left at home?"

"Damn, the more you talk, the more excited you are, right?"

"Listen to my analysis first, how about it?"

"You said, if you can't convince us, let's see if we don't break your leg."

Ye Fan shrugged, undeniable.

Immediately, he pointed at each of them and said: "You, the realm of the master, is a piece of trash. You, the realm of the innate, are a little stronger, but not much. Why do you come to join in the fun with your inner strength?"

"To be honest, at your level, there is only one word for me—death!"

Speaking of this, the second generation ancestors began to feel aggrieved.

"Stop blowing it, are you older than us? No?"

"My talent is invincible. It's like playing with you."

"If we have the ability, let's make two gestures."

……

Ye Fan didn't speak, and continued: "Do you know why Ding Qifeng called away all the powerful people?"

Han Mosheng quickly replied: "He said to carry out more dangerous missions."

"Hehe, fart! He is afraid that I will trouble him, so he specially asks you to block the gun."

"If I kill you, your fathers and families will definitely come out to take revenge, and let me fall into a state of being attacked from both sides."

What Ye Fan said was very true.

He felt that these second generation ancestors were too pitiful.

They have been well protected by their parents since they were young. Don't look at each of them with five horses and spears, but they are very simple in heart.

There are few real bad intentions.

"Of course, the topic will go back to the original one. Are you capable of fighting against me, right?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Well, you all come to attack me together. If you can get within one meter of me, I will turn around and leave. Otherwise, I will take Zhao Guokang away. As for the follow-up, you go back and ask your parents, and then do it." Decided, how?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Okay, let's promise you once for Lao Han's sake."

"Okay, come on."

While Ye Fan waved his hand, a majestic spiritual wall appeared around him.

No matter what method they used to attack, the Lingyuan wall remained motionless.

Not to mention advancing one meter, they couldn't do even one centimeter.

10 minute later.

The second-generation ancestors were panting heavily and exhausted.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Did you reply this time? If you still don't believe me, please read this trick!"

The voice just fell.

I saw Ye Fan pointing with one hand, and a shocking thunder suddenly appeared in the void.

Weng Ming's thunder was deafening, as if as long as Ye Fan gave an order, the thunder would fall and kill everyone.

"I'll go! So fierce?"

True power is resonant.

They are simple, but not fools.

Facing a strong enemy like Ye Fan, no one dared to take a step forward.

Fortunately, he is very easy-going at this time.

"You guys go and bring Zhao Guokang over here, and you two take me to Ding Qifeng's office."

After a brief hesitation.

Several people took action one after another.

And Ye Fan came to the office for nothing, just to satisfy his own bad taste.

He saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and with a wave of the pen, he wrote two big characters on the rice paper——Silly B!

Ding Qifeng thought he was very smart, but he didn't know that he lost his wife and lost his army.

Let Ye Fan take Zhao Guokang away without a single soldier.

"Xiaofan?"

Zhao Guokang who saw Ye Fan was very surprised: "Why are you here?"

Ye Fan glanced at him to make sure that there was no hidden illness, so he was relieved.

He said unhappily: "Of course I came to save you, otherwise I would just go shopping. It's not easy to worry about such a big person. Do you know how much my sister is worried about you at home?"

Zhao Guokang blushed when scolded by the junior.

But he also had nothing to refute.

He was going to write a suicide note in it.

After all, his identity allowed him to develop a character that would rather bend than bend, even if he died, he would not give in, let alone let his family be wronged.

"Thank you, Xiaofan."

"Oh, why are you being polite to me. Go, I'll take you home!"

"Are you all right? Where are the people from the Martial Artists Association?" Zhao Guokang was a little surprised, and looked around for a week.

It shouldn't.

He injured the chairman's son, and with his character of vengeance, he would definitely not let him go.

Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Haha, I pretended my grandson ran away!"

"why?"

"Hmm... Maybe I'm afraid of my brother-in-law's majesty, haha, after all, I'm also a capable person."

Ye Fan greeted Han Mosheng and others and left Jianglong City.

On the road.

Zhao Guokang was still a little uncertain: "Did you know this from beginning to end?"

"Nothing too small."

"Did our family give money??"

"Not at all."

"That's even more wrong. I know that Ding Qifeng is doing something behind the scenes. Even if he wants to protect himself, he won't let me go so easily. What method did you use to rescue me??"

"Some tricks?"

Ye Fan squinted his eyes, expressing his interest.

"Hehe, let's talk in detail when we get home!"

……

(End of this chapter)