My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1626

Faced with such vicious language, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't give in.

With his eyes focused, he took a deep breath and shook his cheeks a few times.

What is this for?

The old man can't understand.

Immediately, Ye Fan became furious, pointed at the old man's nose and said, "Who the hell are you scolding? Old Biden, did you show your face? Is it my honor to teach you?"

"You're a fart. I don't know who pulled you out after not pooping cleanly. You don't want to be angry. You give birth to one. Come, let me see, what can you do to me?"

"I really thought the world had to revolve around you, you fucking sun."

"Still playing with me in the trash can and chatting with me - full of foul words, are you worthy? I think you are a dead toad - you are disgusting when you are alive, but scary when you are dead."

After Ye Fan's scolding.

The old man was dumbfounded.

As for?
As an elder, he criticized a little, and even scolded my mother?

Damn, Lao Tzu's mother has been dead for 800 years, you don't even let the dead go, it's too much.

The old man was furious: "Little brat, if you scold me, it's a big difference—it's far away. Don't think that the old man is just good, and he still spews out a world."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

This old man wouldn't have been a keyboard warrior when he was young.

You can really scold him.

Ye Fan smiled coldly: "Really? Then let's compare, whoever loves you will be the grandson."

"Come on!"

The two rolled their arms up their sleeves, and they were about to scold right away.

suddenly.

There was a commotion around.

I saw several monks in the same clothes coming to the two of them.

They were full of murderous looks: "Who are you? Why did you trespass on my Moshan Sect territory?"

Ye Fan was startled.

I didn't expect the other party to find it so quickly.

Purple Danluo hasn't got it yet.

But he was angry in his heart, and immediately scolded: "I have something to do with you? Get out!"

"You dare to talk to us like that, believe it or not, you will be killed right away?"

"Hmph, it's just a few gold core-level trash, who can you kill?" Ye Fan's face was full of disdain.

But the old man on the side said indifferently: "It's so embarrassing, if I just blow them to death with one punch, what's the use of nonsense?"

Still dare to provoke me?

"It's easy to say, as if they didn't scold you just now. Come on, come on, let me see first."

"Boom, boom!"

The old man is a person who cannot be provoked, and has a very stubborn temper.

The voice just fell.

Immediately agitated by the spiritual energy, even his ragged clothes rose up without the wind.

The majestic Lingyuan exudes an endless sense of oppression.

So strong?
Ye Fan squinted his eyes. He really didn't expect that the worst strength of this old man was in the late stage of fusion.

He raised his fist and slammed it into the void.

"boom!"

A punch that broke out from the body swept across thousands of troops, passing by like a mountain.

The disciple who spoke just now didn't even have time to react, and was blasted to pieces.

The whole person is bloody and bloody, only some bones can stand in place, proving that he has ever appeared.

A strong smell of blood came.

Let the whole forest become eerie.

"How is it? Brat, isn't my strength good?" The old man brazenly showed off his achievements.

But Ye Fan still curled his lips: "This is a fart, anyone can do it."

"Come here if you have the ability."

"Come on."

Anyway, he didn't know these disciples, and they were obviously here to prevent him from obtaining Zidanluo.

That is his enemy, he must be killed.

Immediately, a golden light appeared around Ye Fan's body.

Body protection golden light.

And with a thought in his mind, golden light immediately gathered at the tip of his fist.

"boom!"

Suddenly he punched.

Like the Kamepai Qigong, the golden light came out swiftly and violently.

The No.2 disciple was still unable to react, and was swallowed abruptly in the golden light, leaving only a blood-stained skeleton in the end.

Ok?
The old man stared at the boss.

I was also terrified in my heart.

This kid is probably in his twenties.

So young to have the strength of avatar?

This is too scary.

Could it be the son of a certain big family?
What a talent.

Ye Fan clapped his palms and said proudly, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

The old man agreed in his heart, but naturally he couldn't admit it, otherwise Ye Fan's urination would definitely turn his head to the sky.

"Hehe, it's a ball! Your boxing method is just a reckless method accumulated with spiritual energy. Let me show you a powerful one."

"Oh? Please start your performance. In front of me, any attributes and any judgments are simple."

"Don't blow it."

The old man looked ugly and disgusted.

It is easy to return any legal decision attribute.

You really think you have mastered the power of the five elements.

Attributes are innate talents, not something that can be acquired through acquired practice.

He smiled slyly: "Then look at my trick, if you can copy it, I can treat you to beggar chicken."

Say it.

There were crackling sounds all around, and several thunder lights appeared out of thin air. They occupied all directions, and finally gathered in one place under the control of Ling Yuan. "

"boom!"

The muffled thunder roared, deafening.

A thunderbolt as thick as an arm blasted towards a disciple.

"what……"

Bathed in the thunder, he was in pain.

But in less than two breaths, the disciple's body was scorched black, and he couldn't die anymore.

The old man raised his eyebrows at Ye Fan a few times.

"Refa, how is it? Would you?"

"so easy!"

Ye Fan gathered his spiritual energy, and suddenly, thunder surged in the sky.

"Shock Sha Xuan Thunder!"

He muttered silently on his lips.

"Boom!"

This is a thunder light that fell from the sky, swallowing a disciple again.

Moreover, its power was stronger, and it killed the disciple in an instant, without even wailing.

The old man was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?
This kid looks like me?

Originally, there were few monks with thunder attributes, and those who knew how to use thunder were even rarer.

Ye Fan not only knows, but also seems to be better than him.

Is this the nemesis sent by heaven?

The two were really happy.

But several disciples of Moshan Sect died.

Now there is only one person left, his body trembling, he can't even say a word.

Both of them turned their gazes to him.

"Hurrah!"

A foul smell came out.

This kid was scared to pee.

Can you stop peeing?

They are just too scary.

He didn't even give him a chance to speak, and if he came up, he would kill.

And one move at a time, none of the brothers can survive for three seconds.

Who can be calm in the face of certain death?

The old man cast a glance at his disciple: "Your brothers and sisters are dead, so you should go too."

With a wave of his hand, the powerful Lingyuan harvested the disciple's life.

Fortunately, his life is no longer a competition with Ye Fan.

He died peacefully, at least a whole body was left behind.

Then, the old man began to look at Ye Fan carefully, and said lightly: "What sect do you come from?"

"Is it related to you? Hurry up and give me Zidanluo, don't talk nonsense." Ye Fan lost his patience.

"Hahaha, boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a few strokes. Compared with me, you are still young."

The old man laughed loudly, and the spiritual energy in his body was suppressed like a mountain.

He wanted to try Ye Fan's depth.

And pure spiritual suppression is the best way.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth was disdainful, and he didn't care about this spiritual energy at all.

For him, the suppressing force is too small, even negligible.

But he naturally couldn't let the old man suppress him in vain.

Ye Fan stepped on the ground with one foot, pretending to be struggling, but the true fire of Samadhi penetrated into the ground with the soles of his feet.

Don't you want to eat beggar's chicken?

Eat a fart, eat shit, you.

Don't look at it as just a trace of Samadhi real fire, but it can definitely burn the beggar chicken to ashes.

The two stalemate for a while.

The old man was in a slump, because Ye Fan didn't react at all, let alone knelt down, and didn't even leave a drop of sweat.

"Stop playing, stop playing! I want to eat chicken."

After that, he began to dig the soil.

"You don't know that beggar chicken is the most delicious food in the world."

"Fart you, haven't you heard that sentence? The mountains have no edges, the sky and the earth are in harmony, and the food depends on Kent."

"Kend? What's that?"

"Kentucky Fried Chicken, it's really dead! I haven't even eaten KFC, I feel sad for you."

"What kind of chicken is KFC? Why have I never heard of it?"

At this time, the beggar chicken has been dug out.

"Hoo, hoo!"

"It's hot."

He smashed the dirt outside, looking forward to the birth of delicious food.

But as the dirt fell, he grew more and more surprised.

"Damn, why is my beggar's chicken messed up?"

"How do I know?" Ye Fan spread his hands.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't been talking to me all the time, I wouldn't have missed the best time. You compensate me for being a chicken." The old man was furious.

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "I can compensate you, but you must give me Zidanluo."

"That's impossible, Zi Danluo is also very important to me."

"Then don't blame me."

Ye Fan analyzed that this old man should be very fond of food.

It happened that he could test the efficacy of the Stove King Pot, and wondered if it would have a miraculous effect.

I saw him wave his hand.

Tableware, kitchen utensils, and table boards are all available.

Ye Fan first cut the bull's head into end-of-year-old pieces, added seasonings and fried them on the Stove King Pot until both sides had a slight burnt feeling.

Then top with onions and cheese slices.

Fry the bread with butter again.

Top the bread with tomatoes, mayonnaise, ketchup and beef patties.

"Burger's done."

He moves quickly.

Originally, the old man wanted to leave, but was held back by the delicious food.

He wanted to see what KFC was.

The appearance of the hamburger filled his eyes with surprise. After all, he has been walking in the fairyland all this time, and he has never seen such delicious food.

In fact, it is not considered gourmet, after all, this is fast food in the United States.

There is no comparison with Huaxia's real food.

But who let us have a kitchen stove.

The food made through this pot is not only bright in color, unique in smell but also has infinite aroma, which can provoke people's taste buds with just one bite.

The old man, who was already a little hungry, had a big appetite, and his stomach started to growl.

He licked his lips: "Little friend, can you give me one?"

Ye Fan made a total of two, one of which was eaten by himself, and the other was used to seduce the elderly.

But he sternly refused.

"I only exchange this thing for Zidanluo, how can I give it to you for nothing."

He took a big bite.

The fresh and tender beef bursts with juice in the mouth, and the aroma fills the whole mouth.

Ah!
Even Ye Fan was attracted by its taste.

This is too delicious.

And as the food entered his body, Ye Fan found that his soul power had increased slightly.

what's the situation?
Could this pot give food special effects?

I go.

This is good stuff.

It can even be said to be a magic weapon level treasure.

Hahaha.

Ye Fan laughed.

Lord Stove, really awesome!
Looking at Ye Fan who was smirking, the old man didn't understand why.

"Hmph, you can actually laugh when you eat something, what a clown."

Ye Fan curled his lips: "You know what a fart, my hamburger can increase soul power, it is a peerless delicacy."

"Hahaha, I've seen someone bragging, but I've never seen you bragging like this! Why don't I believe it, ordinary food can increase soul power?"

Ye Fan naturally knew that this was his method of aggressiveness.

"If you don't believe me, pull it down, anyway, I won't give it to you."

"you……"

The old man rolled his eyes: "If you don't eat it, you will fall down, I still don't eat it!"

He turned to leave.

But Ye Fan blocked his way.

"Hand over Zi Danluo to leave."

"I won't hand it over, you can grab it if you have the ability."

"You forced me."

Ye Fan had never fought against a strong man in the fit state, but he had no choice but to do so.

He must upgrade as soon as possible, so as to solve the suspicion on Wang Yiqiao.

But just when he was about to do it.

Several strange figures appeared in the field of vision.

"Old Ancestor, I finally found you! Hurry up, we seem to have been discovered. Many disciples of the Moshan Sect are patrolling the mountain."

Seeing them, Ye Fan smiled.

Originally, he thought the old man was a wandering ghost, but he didn't expect that he also had a sect.

Ye Fan looked back and asked, "Which sect are you?"

"We come from the Potian Sect, who are you?" The few disciples didn't have too many defenses. After all, he stayed with his ancestor, and they were probably friends.

"I'm your ancestor's friend, it's not too much to call me the second ancestor." Ye Fan pretended to be old-fashioned.

"friend?"

They startled.

I didn't expect the ancestor to have friends, and he looked so young.

But they also know that many monks have good looks.

He looks like he is 30 or [-] years old, but he is actually hundreds of years old.

Presumably this person is.

"Hello, Second Ancestor!"

"Are you stupid? You can scream if you want?" The old man blew his beard and stared angrily.

Ye Fan said indifferently: "Why are you scolding other disciples? Can you hand over Zi Danluo this time?"

"Why?" The old man still did not give in.

"If you don't hand over Zi Danluo, you Po Tianzong don't even think about going out, otherwise I will kill one if I see one, and one pair if I see two. Let's see how many disciples you have enough for me to kill."

"Are you threatening me?"

Of course Ye Fan wouldn't really do that, but it doesn't hurt to say hello.

He just wanted to get Zi Danluo quickly.

"Take it as a threat! Unless there are many experts in your sect who can protect these golden core disciples..."

(End of this chapter)