Lucky?!

Hearing this, many powerful people around him were stunned at first, then nodded, deeply agreeing.

In their opinion, Ye Fan was really lucky to be able to return with the magic whip.

Looking at the magic whip in his hand, there was a hint of expression in the eyes of many powerful people.

At this moment, Ye Fan held the magic whip in his hand, like a child holding a gold ingot, swaying across the street. How can he not attract people to covet it?

Feeling these malicious gazes, Ye Fan didn't care. He took a step and continued to walk up the stone steps.

But before he took a few steps, a deafening shout came from behind him:

"Boy, stop here!"

The next moment, a figure shot out like an arrow from the string, rushed to Ye Fan, blocking his way.

Looking closely, he was a man in his early thirties, with a burly figure, powerful Kong Wu, his eyes as sharp as an eagle and a three-foot sword hanging around his waist. Even if he was hidden in the sheath, he revealed a murderous intent.

"Thorn!"

Suddenly, he looked at the magic whip, licked the corner of his mouth, and said greedily: "Boy, give me this treasure obediently!"

"Hmph!" Ye Fan snorted coldly, saying, "This is the treasure I risked my life. How could I give up someone just by saying something?"

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure! Such treasures are not something ordinary people like you can possess! If you are stubborn, then I will let you splatter blood on the spot!"

As he said that, the man put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, staring at Ye Fan with his eyes as if he was about to use a thunder strike the next moment.

The tense atmosphere is like pulling the bowstring of the full moon, and it will break with a little more stimulation.

Under this pressure, Ye Fan was not afraid, but his lips raised slightly, revealing a mysterious smile and jokingly said:

"If you want the treasure in my hands? You'd better deal with other competitors first!"

Other competitors?!

Hearing this, the big man was slightly stunned and didn't react at once.

Suddenly, as if to prove Ye Fan's words, several terrifying auras suddenly burst out from behind.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight figures rushed towards Ye Fan's position.

Everyone revealed a powerful power, no less than that of the great man, all the Xuan Realm masters, and extraordinary strength.

At the first moment, someone recognized their identities:

"The head of the Mobei family, Fang Jiuyang, is rumored to be practicing "Yanyang Divine Art". Any random blow will carry the purest Yanyang energy, the most powerful!"

"Li Dingjun, the successor of the Gun King, has cultivated his gun technique to the realm of enlightenment. The power of one shot is enough to tear the sky!"

"The Master of the Five Tigers Broken Sword Sect, with all his strength, he can cut out hundreds of swords in one second, and ghosts and gods can break free!"

"The Palace Master of Bingxuan Palace Fairy Miaoyu, any enemy who is hit by her Ice Soul Palm will be frozen into an ice hole!"

...

All the famous strong men in the ancient martial arts world appeared and surrounded Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was as peaceful as he was, still looking calm and gentle, and he didn't even frown.

But the man who had shown his power before was no longer arrogant and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

He never expected that this magic weapon would attract so many powerful people to snatch it!

If he gets the God-killing Whip, he may attract other strong men to attack him, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

For a moment, the field was in a deadlock, with many strong men restraining each other and forming a delicate balance, and no one dared to take the lead.

Suddenly, the palace master of Bingxuan Palace, Miaoyu, took a step forward and saluted:

"Young Master, as long as you hand over this magic weapon to me, I will not only protect you, but also give you three ice spirit pills to ensure that you break through to the Grandmaster's realm within one year!"

Although this Miaoyu Zhenren is not beautiful, she has a unique temperament, wearing a blue gauze dancing in the wind, as if she is about to fly away by the wind.

Her voice was even more charming, and invisibly there seemed to be a deceptive power, which made people fascinate and couldn't help but want to impress the soul.

"snort!"

At this time, Li Dingjun, the successor of the Gun King next to him, sneered:

"Little brother, don't bewitched by this old witch. She looks young, but she is more than enough to be your grandmother! Give me this treasure and I personally teach you the shooting skills. It won't take a few years to ensure that you will become famous in the world!"

Next, the other strong men were not willing to be outdone and offered conditions to exchange for the divine whip in Ye Fan's hand. Some people even said that they would be betrothed to Ye Fan's only daughter.

However, Ye Fan's eyes were still clear and unmoved at all. His eyes swept across everyone and said lightly:

"Stop talking nonsense! No matter what conditions you offer, I will not exchange them!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the strong men immediately showed an angry face, their sharp eyes were like sharp blades that were unsheathed, stabbing Ye Fan hard, and invisible sparks seemed to appear in the air.

"Boy, if you don't hand over this treasure, you will definitely die without a burial place!" A strong man said viciously, obviously he could eat Ye Fan and treated him as the fish on the chopping board.

"snort!"

Ye Fan sneered and said loudly: "The strong man in the ancient martial arts world actually took advantage of the tricks in broad daylight, and even wanted to kill and rob! If this matter spreads, it may make people laugh!"

At this time, Li Dingjun, the descendant of the Gun King, took a step forward suddenly, and waved the spear in his hand, and the air around him was torn apart.

The tip of the gun pointed directly at Ye Fan, and a cold light suddenly appeared. Li Dingjun scolded sternly: "Boy, are you really not afraid of death and want to be enemies with so many of us?"

"Haha... I'm not even afraid of the Zhang family, so why are you afraid of you?" Ye Fan's calm tone did not take the strong men in front of him seriously at all.

"presumptuous!"

“Bold!”

"Arrogant!"

The strong men shouted loudly at the same time, as if they were greatly humiliated and furious.

In their opinion, it is already a great kindness to be willing to issue conditions to fight the divine whip. Ye Fan is not only ignorant, but also dares to provoke so much. It is really unforgivable!

"You guy who is ignorant of the world, do you think you can show off in front of us if you get this treasure after you are lucky enough to get it? You're just looking for death!"

Suddenly, someone suggested: "Everyone, let's kill this kid first, and then decide the belonging of that treasure!"

These powerful people in the ancient martial arts world were arrogant because of martial arts and regarded human lives as a mustard.

If they were in a big city, they would still be restrained, for fear of being targeted by the Chinese authorities.

But here are wild mountains and rivers, and even if Ye Fan is killed, no one can control it.

"Look—gun!"

Li Dingjun shouted loudly, his aura surged and his body shot out like a rainbow running through the sun.

“Enjoy the Fall!”

In the midst of lightning, he fired hundreds of guns. The cold stars flashed at the tip of the gun, covering the sky and the sun, and shrouded Ye Fan's position.

Looking at the gun shadows all over the sky, ordinary people cannot judge the real position of the gun tip. If they are stabbed, dozens of blood holes will definitely appear on their body and they will be killed on the spot.

At this moment, a warrior in the distance exclaimed:

"This Li Dingjun is worthy of being the successor of the Gun King. His gun is like a dragon, destroying it wither and destruction!"

"Faced with this move, even the strong man in the earth realm may have to avoid the edge for the time being!"

"Hehe! That guy is dead now!"

"Don't show off, be struck by lightning!"

...

However, facing this sky full of gun shadows, Ye Fan did not dodge or avoid, and said disdainfully:

"Flamboyant but not real, and false, this is considered a superb gun technique? It's ridiculous! Look at the whip!"

As he said that, Ye Fan shook his wrist and the divine whip in his hand was immediately thrown out, like a mysterious yellow dragon, breaking free from the shackles and getting out of the trap, with a huge momentum.

Not only that, the obsessions trapped in the divine whip also surged out, as if they were about to swallow the sky and the earth.

"not good!"

In an instant, Li Dingjun's heart was trembling, and an unprecedented ominous premonition surged into his heart. His backbone became cold, and he felt the terror between life and death.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his gun to defend, but he was one line late.

The mysterious yellow divine whip, carrying an unrivaled power, slapped firmly on his chest.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came, and the shadows of guns all over the sky disappeared.

The power of a single attack is like Gonggong's anger that touches Buzhou Mountain. Not to mention the physical body, even a mountain with a thousand feet high can be broken.

Li Dingjun's body was like a kite with a broken string. He flew back a hundred meters and hit the mountain wall before falling to the ground.

Looking closely, I saw a long whip mark that penetrated my chest, dripping blood and white bones, shocking.

Li Dingjun didn't even have time to scream, his head tilted and fainted, not knowing life and death.
Chapter completed!