Ying Congye was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed: "It's true that you came to participate in the competition! Where did you come from? You have a strong body! Let's fight with me!!"
"I ask you, did you blow up the inn?" Ye Fan emphasized his tone.
Ying Congye frowned, "Is this inn yours? It's just a rundown house. If it explodes, it will explode!"
For monks, it is very easy to build a house. Battle losses often start with the destruction of a city, so no one takes it too seriously.
When Ye Fan heard this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
"come over."
Ying Congye laughed and said, "It was just for fun. If you can block my lightning flash, you will be considered capable!"
Before he finished speaking, Ying Congye turned into a bolt of lightning again, thunder exploded, and rushed towards Ye Fan!
¡°Bang!!¡±
A shock wave suddenly spread!
But it wasn¡¯t Ye Fan who was hit, but Ye Fan¡¯s fist, which had already knocked Ying Congye straight into the ground!
Ying Congye smashed the stone slab with his head, and half of his body was buried in the ground. He raised his buttocks and his body twitched.
"Get up," Ye Fan said coldly.
Behind Wu Ye Wen Feng and others were dumbfounded.
Although this Ying Congye cannot be said to be shocking, he is definitely at a level that can enter Hongmeng.
Why do you act like a stupid kid in front of this man, with no power to fight back?
??The thunder and lightning of the Thunder God¡¯s bloodline seems to be in vain?
Ying Congye pulled his head out of the ground, staggered a few steps, his head was bleeding, and he looked at Ye Fan in surprise.
There was no fear in his eyes, but confusion.
"Youwho are you? Are you also here to participate in the Eight Gate Competition?"
Wuye Wenfeng also wanted to know very much and stared at Ye Fan nervously.
"Stop talking nonsense, don't you like fighting? Come on, keep going!"
When some elders who came with Zhenmen heard this, they rushed to dissuade him.
"Cong Ye! This gentleman is probably from Hongmeng. Don't act out of anger!"
"That's right, the eight-door competition hasn't started yet, so don't let the small lose the big!"
In fact, most of the people present already believed that Ye Fan was a master from Hongmeng. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?
"Shut up! If we lose here, what else is there to compete with!?"
After Ying Congye finished speaking, he was about to take action again, and the power of the God of Thunder continued to increase dramatically!
"Wait a moment!"
Su Qingxue saw that the situation was not good and quickly stopped in front of Ye Fan.
"Husband, stop fighting. We just reconciled with Hongmeng. Here we are openly killing eight competition contestants. It will only attract public attention and affect cooperation."
Su Qingxue quietly sent a message, hoping that the man would put the overall situation first.
Ye Fan sighed, Su Qingxue's consideration was naturally no problem.
"However, now that he is the patron saint, this kind of thing can be ignored at all.
"Honey, if it weren't for this bastard, we would"
"When will this kind of thing not work? Do you have to ruin the overall situation just for this little thing? Are you really thinking from the bottom of your body?"
Su Qingxue glared at the man and almost blushed again.
Ye Fan felt a little embarrassed when the woman said this.
Come on, instead of bullying such an ignorant man, it¡¯s better to find another place to continue having a good relationship with a woman
"That's all, since my wife asked me not to kill you, I will let you live."
When Ying Congye heard this, he said with a ferocious smile: "What, are you scared? Hiding behind a woman, looking for an excuse to escape?"
Ye Fan didn't even bother to talk to him, he raised his hand and drew a circle in the air casually.
A lifelike blue dragon burst through the air and surrounded it, and a portal was instantly cut out of the space.
He made a move at random, but his skills shocked everyone!
"Dragon shadow shatters the sky!?"
"SevenSeven Tribulations Blue Dragon!?"
"Oh my God! Thiswhich Elder Hongmeng is this!?"
The faces of the monks and passers-by present were so frightened that many of them trembled and began to retreat.
Some of the disciples of the Shenlong clan knelt down in a hurry.
"Meet the ancestor of the Shenlong clan!"
Although I don¡¯t know him, he can definitely call me ancestor if he has this skill!
Wuye Wenfeng looked shocked, but he breathed a sigh of relief."Jie Qinglong, that's definitely not a contestant in the Eight Gate Competition."
Ying Congye was covered in thunder and lightning. As soon as he didn't use it, he lost his energy and collapsed.
He was dumbfounded. When the space door appeared, he realized that his behavior was that of a clown.
Su Qingxue shook her head, why should this man be so high-profile on someone else's territory?
Ye Fan took the woman's hand, stepped into the space door in public, and left directly.
Ling Yuwei and the other women who lived together also walked in one after another.
"Hehe, come on, you two!"
When Lan Yu finally left, he turned back and made a face at the two players.
When the girl walked through the space door, the dragon shadow disappeared and the door closed.
The scene was quiet, everyone felt like they were in a dream, and they didn¡¯t dare to express their anger.
Some monks came to their senses and found that their clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
"This is the Seven Tribulations Azure Dragon?"
"No wonder Ying Congye's attacks were like a joke"
"The high level of Shenlong bloodline is still much stronger than other races!"
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Wuye Wenfeng looked at Ying Congye, who seemed to be wilted and listless.
"There is a world outside the sky, and it is really ignorant to show off evil here."
After saying that, Wuye Wenfeng left with the Qingqiu family.
"Congye, fortunately this ancestor doesn't have the same experience as you!"
"Yes, Tianchen Island is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. We should be careful and don't provoke those adults in Hongmeng."
"We'd better go to the stadium quickly and prepare well before the eight-door competition."
The elders who shook the door breathed a sigh of relief.
Ying Congye blushed, and suddenly punched the ground with his fist in annoyance!
He gritted his teeth, "Big competition what else is there to compete with? I'm not here to watch as a monkey for others!"
After Ying Congye finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Congye! Where are you going? The competition is about to begin!!"
"It's better than you go on your own! I'll go back to practice!"
Ying Congye said a word, and instantly turned into a bolt of thunder and lightning and rushed away!
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Ying flew thousands of miles away from the night, his face gloomy and his mood low.
Unknowingly, when he passed a small island, an invisible and intangible energy blocked him directly!
Ying Congye tried to reach out and touch it, and found that it looked like a transparent wall.
"Who is acting like a monster here?"
When Ying Congye realized that someone had stopped him, his already irritable mood became particularly impatient.
"Answer me a question, and if you get it right, I'll let you go."
A voice that could not be distinguished as male or female entered Ying Congye's mind.
"Problem? I'm not in the mood to play riddles with you! Get out!!"
"Tell me, who am I?" the mysterious man asked. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com