In the banquet hall, with Ye Fan and Xiao Yunrong as the center, there was no one within a radius of ten meters, forming a vacuum area, and no one dared to approach them at all.

Ye Fan still stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm and gentle wind, and a master was full of dignity.

On the other side, Yue Peng and Kong Feiyu, the two brothers in distress, were hiding in the corner, with their eyes full of resentment.

Ye Fan's strength was far beyond their expectations, and he beat Yang Lie with one punch, but in their opinion, as soon as Tai Chi master Yang Baichuan arrived later, he could easily kill Ye Fan in seconds.

Over the years, although the Chinese martial arts have declined, the master-level powerhouse like that is still very well-known among the people.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Yang Baichuan never appeared. Ye Fan was a little impatient. He looked at Yang Lie from afar and said coldly:

"Yang Lie, a mere Yang Baichuan is not enough to warm up for me. If you have the ability, just call more people!"

"You little brat, you dare to be stubborn when you die? With my uncle's strength, you can beat you down in only three moves at most!" Yang Lie said gritting his teeth.

"Hmph... Yang Baichuan is just my defeated general! When he saw me, if he didn't kneel down in fear, then I would lose today!" Ye Fan said confidently.

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, a roar like a tiger roaring and dragon roaring came from the door of the banquet hall:

"What a big tone! I, Yang Baichuan, have been in the world for decades and have rarely met an opponent. Is it a boy who is ignorant of the world that dares to provoke me like this? It's a death!"

This roar contained a huge anger, and even layers of ripples appeared in the air. Many guests in the venue even vibrated their eardrums and couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands!

This shows that the strength of the visitor is so strong that he can produce such a terrifying effect just by relying on the sound that is so far away!

At the same time, Yang Lie's eyes lit up and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle, come and save me!"

For a moment, everyone in the venue looked at the door.

...

Yang Baichuan has been in a very depressed mood recently.

A while ago, he successfully broke through the bottleneck and took a step further. He finally became a master and stood at the top of millions of people, which was enough to establish a sect and become a master of the Huahai martial arts world.

He made his first public appearance after breaking through the realm. He chose to show his reputation at the martial arts exchange meeting. But he encountered an unprecedented strong enemy!

Yang Baichuan never expected that the boy who looked less than 20 years old would have the power to destroy the world.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not even damage the other party's nails.

For the first time in his life, he felt his weakness, like an ant facing the divine power of heaven and earth, no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

Even after more than half a month, whenever Yang Baichuan dreamed of it at midnight, he would recall that figure, like a supreme god.

Sweeping through the eight deserts, looking down on the world, looking proudly at the world, no one can defeat it!

Because of his ugly appearance at the martial arts exchange meeting, his reputation was greatly damaged and he even became a laughing stock in the entire martial arts world. A ball of nameless fire was always burning in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent his catharsis.

Just now, he received a call from his nephew Yang Lie and asked for help from him!

Yang Baichuan arrived at the first time, but before he even entered the door, he heard someone dared to speak wildly and not take him seriously.

For a moment, he felt the nameless fire in his heart burning, as if the blood in his body was about to boil.

Humph... Even if I, Yang Baichuan, is not the opponent of that mysterious boy, I am not something that a cat or a dog can mess with!

He made a secret decision in his heart that he would make the arrogant boy in the field pay the price of bleeding no matter what!

...

After a few breaths, Yang Baichuan walked and appeared in the sight of everyone in the banquet hall.

Seeing this, Yang Lie was like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw. He rushed over with three steps and shouted, "Uncle, you are finally here!"

At this time, Yang Baichuan saw the serious injury on his right fist, swept his eyebrows, looked angry, and said sternly: "Xiao Lie, who beat you like this? Today I will definitely let him pay his blood debts!"

"Uncle, that arrogant boy was not afraid when he heard your name, but even said wildly, saying that you would be so scared that you would kneel down when you saw him!"

As he said that, Yang Lie reached out and pointed at Ye Fan from afar.

Yang Baichuan looked at it with the flow and shouted angrily: "Hmph...Where did the little brat come from? How dare you provoke me Yang--"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Baichuan felt like he was being pinched to his throat and his voice stopped abruptly.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth was so wide that he could swallow an egg, his face looked like he was a ghost, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was so surprised that he could not add to his surprise.

He never expected that the proud young man in the field was the mysterious young man who had ruined himself and became a laughing stock!

For a moment, Yang Baichuan felt his hair standing up all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying beast, and he could not move at all.

Seeing his scared look, Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, outlining a harmless smile from humans and animals, and couldn't help laughing.

However, Yang Lie, who turned his back to Yang Baichuan, did not notice any strangeness in his uncle. Instead, because he had a backer, he looked at Ye Fan and said arrogantly:

"Boy, now my uncle has arrived, how dare you be arrogant? Kneel to me quickly and beg for mercy and kowtow ninety-nine times!"

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, Yang Baichuan burst out with a lion-like roar, deafening, resounding throughout the banquet hall, and all the guests could feel the turbulent anger.

However, after hearing this, Yang Lie was wrong and continued to scold Ye Fan angrily:

"Boy, have you not seen my uncle get angry? With the strength of his master, as long as you move your fingers, you can crush you to death like an ant!"

As soon as these words were said, Ye Fan not only did not have any fear, but his smile became stronger. He hugged his hands in front of his chest, looking very interested, as if he was waiting for something.

...

"Bang!"

At this moment, a crisp and loud slap echoed throughout the audience.

To everyone's expectations, Yang Baichuan actually raised his right hand and slapped him heavily on Yang Lie's left face.

The red mark of the five fingers appeared instantly, and Yang Lie's cheek was beaten high and swollen, like a pig's head.

For a moment, Yang Lie was stunned!

Yue Peng and Kong Feiyu were stunned!

Xiao Yunrong, who came with Ye Fan, was stunned!

All the Huahai celebrities in the entire banquet hall were stunned!

Damn it!

What the hell is going on?!

The scene that happened in front of them caused an unprecedented visual impact and a spiritual shock to them.

Invisibly, it seemed like a pair of big hands sucking their hearts, making them almost breathless.

On the other side, Yang Lie, who was beaten to the point of being confused, didn't care about the pain on his face and exclaimed: "Uncle, are you... you are so confused? I am Xiao Lie. Not only do you not avenge me, why did you hit me?"

"I'm going to beat you, little bastard!"

"Bang!"

As he said that, Yang Baichuan slapped her backhand and threw her on Yang Lie's right cheek. The slap was loud, which was exactly symmetrical with the slap marks on her left face before.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Baichuan pulled Yang Lie's collar, his eyes were bloody. Because of his strong anger, the blue veins on his forehead were raised and the saliva splashed on Yang Lie's face:

"Little bastard, shut up! If you dare to say something more, today I will kill my relatives for justice and let your blood splatter on the spot!"

A murderous aura that was as solid as substance came out of Yang Baichuan's body and rushed towards Yang Lie overwhelmed.

Yang Lie was so scared that he was trembling all over, his heart and courage were broken, as if he had turned into a lonely boat in the storm, floating unsteadily and could be swallowed at any time.

However, at this moment, the guests around were still confused and confused.

Even though Yang Baichuan was the helper he found by Yang Lie, how could he suddenly turn against each other?

The next moment, an incredible scene happened in the venue—

Looking from afar, Yang Baichuan, who was a master of Tai Chi, walked quickly three meters in front of Ye Fan.

Then, he completely ignored the gap between his age and status of both parties. His knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop" sound, and said in an extremely respectful tone:

"Tai Chi Yang Baichuan, pay homage to Grandmaster Ye!"
Chapter completed!