Destined Martial Lord

"Ye Fan, you don't have to be so polite, don't you worry about it. Do you really think we are here to treat you?"    

    

The black clothed man saw that Ye Fan actually rejected, and could not help but sneer, as he shouted.    

    

"So you're not here to invite me, but that doesn't matter. My answers are all the same, I have no time to go!"    

    

Ye Fan shrugged and said.    

    

"Tie it up for me!"    

    

The black clothed man waved his hand and said to his subordinates.    

    

"Captain, what about him?"    

    

One of his subordinates pointed at Cheng Xianjun and asked.    

    

"Kill him."    

    

The leader said in a cold voice.    

    

When the squad member heard the black-robed captain's words, he did not have the slightest hesitation, directly waving the long blade in his hand to slash at Cheng Xianjun.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Cheng Xianjun could not help but let out a cold snort, his body moved slightly as he dodged the long blade, and then, he suddenly threw a punch towards his teammate.    

    

Ever since he had followed Ye Fan to Blue Cloud Sect, Ye Fan had been worried for him a lot. For the sake of Cheng Xianjun visiting famous doctors and spiritual herbs, he had long since cured his hidden injuries.    

    

Cheng Xianjun's Inherent Skill was not bad in the first place, and since he was in an environment like the Blue Cloud Sect, therefore his strength had already recovered and increased, he was already a genuine Earth Ranked Ranker.    

    

"Hey!" I never thought that a follower would have such strength. I was too careless. "    

    

The black clothed member was startled, then laughed out loud, the blade in his hand turned, and slashed towards Cheng Xianjun's arm!    

    

With a sudden wave of Cheng Xianjun's arm, it transformed into a mirage in front of the party member, his hand had long ago moved close to the blade and arrived at the team member's wrist, and suddenly grabbed onto the black-clothed team member's wrist!    

    

"Let go!"    

    

Cheng Xianjun suddenly let out a loud shout, using his force to pinch his palm, and the sound of bones breaking came out in the air. The black-clothed member's blade directly fell to the ground.    

    

"You think you can kill me? "What a wishful thinking!"    

    

Cheng Xianjun dragged the black-clothed member with a broken wrist to the side and kicked him to the ground as he spoke while sneering.    

    

"Don't be too complacent. With your level, our captain can crush you to death with one hand!"    

    

The black-clothed member clutched his stomach as he spoke fiercely towards Cheng Xianjun.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

Ye Fan immediately twisted off the head of this black-clothed member, and then said coldly: "In the future, when you're speaking, pay attention to your situation! "Aiya, I'm really sorry. I'm afraid you have no future ?"    

    

After that, Ye Fan threw this person's body to the side, then said to the remaining black-clothed men: "This story tells us that when speaking to others, we must be courteous and take care of our manners, or else we will be met with an unexpected calamity."    

    

"Ye Fan! You are courting death! "    

    

Ye Fan actually killed his own team members in front of him! This was simply slapping his own face! The words he said were obviously meant to ridicule the group of people.    

    

"I'm only teaching you how to talk. If you can't learn it, I'm afraid you'll end up as miserable as him!"    

    

Ye Fan said with a cold smile.    

    

"Ye Fan, I know you have some methods, but who gave you the courage to speak to us like that? Do you know who I am? I am the leader of the Shangguan Family's Blood Shadow Hall's Special Action Team Eight! "    

    

The black-robed captain sneered, and said to Ye Fan condescendingly.    

    

In the eyes of some second-rate powers, the Shangguan Family of Blood Shadow Hall was synonymous with death. The mysterious troop that made people tremble in fear only lived in darkness and only appeared in front of you when they wanted your life.    

    

"It doesn't matter if you're from Blood Shadow Hall or Fly Hall. It's meaningless in front of me. It's no different from the Tier 1 Medicine Hall or Jing Zhi Hall. It's just a name!"    

    

Ye Fan laughed coldly, he did not take the name Blood Shadow Hall seriously at all.    

    

"Looks like what our hall master said is right. Some people are simply lacking in discipline, and you are clearly one of them!"    

    

Hmph!" The black-clothed captain snorted coldly, a light flashed in his hands, and a foot and a half long short sword appeared. His figure continuously flashed in front of Ye Fan, transforming into three illusions as he simultaneously attacked Ye Fan from the left, center, and right!    

    

"Humph!" It's just a small trick! "    

    

Ye Fan let out a cold snort, directly waving his hand and grabbing the black-clothed captain's neck.    

    

"This... "How is this possible!?"    

    

The black-robed captain's eyes couldn't help but widen. This move of his was originally his ultimate skill, and he didn't know how many heroes had all died under this move of his. He didn't expect it to be broken so easily by Ye Fan!    

    

"You are too weak!"    

    

Ye Fan looked at the black-robed captain who he had grabbed by the neck, and gently shook his head as he spoke.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

The black-robed captain's eyes revealed a terrifying and vicious light, he waved the dagger in his hand and thrusted it towards Ye Fan!    

    

"Have you forgotten what I just taught you? What a pity! "    

    

Ye Fan's gaze turned cold and his hand exerted a little more strength, immediately choking the black-robed captain's neck.    

    

"Captain!"    

    

The remaining few black-clothed members could not help but shout out in excitement, and then looked at Ye Fan with faces full of fear.