Destined Martial Lord

Shi Yang said with a deep laugh.    

"The enemy is invincible, but we must first understand our opponent before we fight. Only then will we be able to grasp the opportunity to win. Otherwise, we will only be able to suffer a crushing defeat."    

Ye Fan laughed.    

"Brother Ye, I feel so profound. What is this military strategy?"    

Shi Yang asked with a puzzled tone. This continent was filled with cultivator, and every single individual had great power. Naturally, no one would go through so much effort to study these military strategies, so they were all very unfamiliar with this term.    

"This thing cannot be explained in a single sentence or two, so I won't explain it in detail. In short, this is the product of thousands of years of wisdom of a great people, so it should be very useful."    

Ye Fan laughed helplessly, and then led the two of them out of Tai Bai Restaurant.    

After exiting the Supreme White House, Ye Fan looked left and right, seeing the many people walking on the street, he did not see much, but after walking for less than five meters, a few drunkards suddenly appeared from the side of the road.    

Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and immediately dodged to the side, but Cheng Xianjun and Shi Yang did not notice it, and was directly struck by the drunkard.    

"Bastard, don't you know how to walk?!"    

The few drunkards immediately surrounded Ye Fan, and shouted at Ye Fan with eyes as big as a cow!    

Ye Fan could not help but be speechless. This transfer of hatred was just too deliberate, there was no skill involved, he had not even met anyone, yet they had already surrounded him. The people he really met were actually fine, he had been isolated outside.    

"Find fault?" "If you want to pick a fight, just say it out. Don't try to play along with me. Besides, you didn't come in a good way."    

Ye Fan glanced at the drunkard in the lead and said with a sneer.    

"You bastard, you're asking for a beating!"    

The drunk man's face suddenly changed, he shouted at Ye Fan coldly and threw out a punch.    

The drunk man's attack made Ye Fan startled, because his cultivation was actually only at the third level of Martial Soul stage, and his realm was not even his own.    

Why would the Black Dragon find such a person to test him?    

However, Ye Fan did not hesitate because of this, and directly grabbed hold of the location of the wrist, and then, with a slight squeeze of his hand, the air produced a sound of bones breaking.    

The drunk man screamed out in pain, beads of perspiration forming on his forehead as his face turned sallow. His body bent down like a prawn, and he had no way of fighting back in front of Ye Fan.    

Ye Fan could not help but be even more suspicious, could it be that this was really a normal drunk person? And not sent by the Black Dragon?    

"Hurry up and get lost!"    

Ye Fan released the drunkard's hand, and berated coldly.    

The drunkard stood up while holding onto his wrist, then ran to the side and shouted into the Great White Tower, "Big Cousin, I've been bullied. Hurry and help me redress my grievances!"    

Boom!" BOOM! "Boom!    

A series of rumbling sounds suddenly came from inside Tai Bai Restaurant as a muscular man ran out from inside, directly rushing towards Ye Fan.    

"Which blind bastard dares to bully my big cousin!"    

The strong man's voice was like a bell, and his body erupted with the powerful aura of an Awakened Soul Realm expert!    

Ye Fan could not help but realize, so this was the true reason. It seemed like the Black Dragon had really put in a lot of effort to deal with him, actually creating such an interesting performance!    

Facing an Awakened Soul Realm expert, Ye Fan did not dare to be careless, and quickly retreated, pulling out his own Qilin Sword.    

In today's battle, he must display his aura and let the people of the Black Dragon Guild see his true strength. Only then would Ouyang Qianyuan believe his identity and never dare to act rashly again!    

"It's you little brat. You are simply courting death!"    

The sturdy man suddenly pounced towards Ye Fan, a silver spear appeared in his hand and he struck it towards Ye Fan's throat like lightning!    

Ye Fan bent his body slightly, his body was like a crossbow ready to be released, suddenly releasing the power of the spear the moment it was about to hit him, the Qilin sword in his hand fiercely flashed!    

Thunder flashed!    

This was the first time Ye Fan had displayed his own Ling Tian Sword Art in front of so many people in such a long time!    

Puff!    

The tall and sturdy man's silver spear had been broken into three pieces, and his left arm had been cut off completely!    

Ah!    

The muscular man only felt that his arm was missing when he landed on the ground. He couldn't help but fall to the ground in pain as he looked at the sword in Ye Fan's hand that was glowing with a cold light.    

This sword was too fast, so fast that even he could not see it clearly!    

Ye Fan slowly sheathed his sword. He did not intend to kill the muscular man, but instead spoke in a deep voice, "Go back and tell your master not to challenge my bottom line and patience. Otherwise, I won't mind starting a massacre!"    

"What are you talking about? How can I have a master? I was purely standing up for my cousin, but I didn't expect to kick an iron board! I admit defeat! "    

The tall and sturdy guy's reaction was quite fast, and he directly denied it.    

"Bringing it or not is your problem, I've already told you."    

Ye Fan said with a smile.    

At this moment, the eyes of the Daoist sitting near the window suddenly lit up!