Han Feiyu's face was gloomy with a cold glint in his eyes. A sneer hung on the corner of his mouth as he stared at Ye Fan and Pang Bo as if he was looking at dead men without saying a word.
When the four youths beside him heard the command, they walked forward together with mocking smiles on their faces as they slowly surrounded Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
One of them lowered his voice as if he didn't want the people around him to hear, "Ignorant fools. There are some people in the Spirit Ruins Paradise that you can't afford to offend. Just the two of you dare to say those words? You're courting death!"
Another youth took a few steps forward with a sneer on his face and mocked, "How amazing. You've just entered the sect, yet you're already so awe-inspiring. You really don't know how to write the word death. However, I don't think the two of you will die because suffering is worse than death. It won't be easy to die without suffering. "
"Actually, there's a way to make the two of you suffer less." At this moment, another person spoke up. His tone was very casual, as if the two people in front of him were nothing more than grasshoppers that could be easily crushed to death. He mocked, "You can break your own legs, kneel down and beg for mercy, then crawl into the lotus pond and stick your heads into the mud. You can also fall headfirst."
"If I were the two of you, I would just bang my head against the wall to avoid suffering."
The four of them spoke casually and didn't place Ye Fan and Pang Bo in their eyes. They stood in four different directions and didn't give the two of them a chance to escape.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were never people who would swallow insults. However, the four of them had gone too far. They didn't get angry and calmly replied to each other.
"What are those four idiots doing?"
"I guess they got their heads squashed by the door when they came out. Otherwise, why would they look so stupid and keep muttering nonstop?"
The two of them spoke casually as if they were outsiders. It was as if they were not involved in the matter and were watching the show. From time to time, they would comment casually. This immediately caused the four youths to become furious. The two youths whom they thought were like grasshoppers were actually not afraid at all. This kind of attitude showed that they did not put them in their eyes at all. Their mouths were vicious, causing their anger to surge. At that moment, their faces sank, and they could no longer maintain their mocking smiles.
"Reckless fool!" One of them shouted coldly. However, they did not rush forward. They had already noticed that these two fellows possessed extraordinary strength. They did not want to fail miserably.
"Chi!"
Specks of light rippled out from under his navel, and a divine pattern that looked like a wave of water rushed out like an iron chain, quickly wrapping around Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
"A Divine Pattern that charged out from the sea of bitterness!"
"The Imparting Elder said that only when one has achieved a small success in cultivation can he use the mysterious technique. This is an expert."
…
The spectators let out cries of surprise. The majority of the people here were disciples who had just entered the sect, and it was very rare to see someone use the mysterious technique. All of them revealed nervous expressions as they watched.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo's speed was extremely fast. They each dodged to the side, and the light pattern that was like an iron chain brushed past their bodies. However, it quickly turned back and continued to wrap around the two of them.
This was the first time they fought against a cultivator who could use the mysterious technique. They did not know the power of the divine pattern that charged out from the sea of bitterness, so they did not dare to rashly touch it. The two of them dodged again. However, this divine pattern followed them like a shadow, and they could not get rid of it at all. It shone brilliantly, and it had the texture of metal. It looked shiny, and it quickly wrapped around them.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan suddenly raised a huge rock beside him and welcomed the divine pattern that swooped down. The two collided, and a loud sound immediately rang out. A very deep mark immediately appeared on this huge limestone that was at least 500 kilograms heavy, as if it was left by a blade or axe.
This caused Ye Fan and Pang Bo's expressions to change at the same time. Cultivators who could use the mysterious technique were indeed powerful. If it was a mortal, they would not be able to contend against it.
"Chi!"
Although the divine pattern that was like an iron chain left a very deep mark on the large limestone, it also seemed to have exhausted its power. Its light dimmed a lot, and it turned into a shadow that quickly rushed back into the sea of bitterness of the youth. His body trembled, and he took two steps back.
"The power of these two grasshoppers is really not ordinary. Be careful, if you are injured by them, then you will really lose face." One of the four youths said in a low voice.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish …"
A few soft sounds rang out, and four different colors of light blossomed from the sea of bitterness of the four youths. Four divine patterns that were like iron chains attacked Ye Fan and Pang Bo from four directions.
At the same time, Ye Fan and Pang Bo also launched a fierce counterattack. There was no lack of rocks near the stone cliff. Huge rocks that were 500 kilograms were thrown out by them, and the four divine patterns trembled repeatedly.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The divine power of Ye Fan and Pang Bo was astonishing. One after another, huge rocks flew up and rushed towards the divine patterns in the air. At the same time, there were many large limestone rocks that fell towards the four youths.
The four young cultivators who had just learned the mysterious technique were immediately flustered. Although they had cultivated strands of divine power and could condense the divine patterns that were like iron chains, the speed of the divine patterns they controlled was not fast enough. They could not quickly dodge the huge rocks, and they could not effectively injure their opponents.
After cultivating a bit of divine power in the sea of bitterness, their physiques had been greatly improved. However, in terms of pure power, they could not compare to Ye Fan and Pang Bo. At this moment, huge rocks that were 500 kilograms in weight were constantly smashing towards them, and they could only dodge.
The huge rocks danced in the air, and the four young cultivators were not only blocked, but they also constantly retreated, deeply afraid that they would be smashed by those huge rocks.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, Ye Fan suddenly rushed forward with an extremely fast speed, leaving behind a faint afterimage where he stood.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, he appeared in front of a young cultivator. A simple and direct punch landed heavily on the other party's mouth and nose, causing the cultivator to fly out on the spot.
This was a very beautiful and powerful punch! Ye Fan elegantly stretched his body. When he waved his right arm, there was a natural lightness that was very beautiful. However, when he waved his fist, it was so violent that it smashed the young man and sent him flying more than ten meters away.
One could clearly see a string of blood spurting out from the cultivator's mouth and nose. The blood flew several meters in the sky, forming a blood-colored arc. At the same time, seven or eight teeth flew out and fell to the ground.
On the other side, Pang Bo could not hold back and took the initiative to attack. His speed was extremely fast, and he ruthlessly smashed a huge rock on the body of another cultivator. On the spot, there was the sound of bones breaking. That person flew out in a crooked manner and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Another two heavy blows sounded, and the remaining two people were also knocked to the ground by Ye Fan and Pang Bo. At this moment, they performed an aesthetic of violence. Their fists were like iron hammers, smashing the two people until they spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, the brilliance of the four Divine Inscriptions dimmed and quickly disappeared into the sea of suffering of the four people. Ye Fan and Pang Bo placed the four paralyzed cultivators on the ground side by side, and then stood there looking down at them.
"What did the few of you say just now? You said that the two of us don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and that we don't know the difference between life and death. Now I want to ask, do you know?" At this point, Pang Bo went up and kicked the four people four times, making them roll on the ground like rubber balls.
"Do you think the two of us are grasshoppers that you can pinch to death as you please?"
"You also said that we should break our own legs, kneel down and beg for mercy, and then crawl into the lotus pond and stick ourselves upside down in the mud …"
"You want us to live a life worse than death, and suffer all kinds of torture until we die? What shameless boasting! "
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were extremely displeased with the four people. They did not have the slightest bit of pity, and they showed no mercy. They kicked and stomped as if they were stepping on bedbugs, and the four people were beaten up like four piles of mud.
"Enough!" At this moment, Han Feiyu, who had been watching coldly from afar, walked over. His eyes were incomparably cold, and his face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.
Pang Bo glanced at him and said, "You think it's enough just because you say it's enough? Who the f * ck do you think you are? "
"Let them go!" Han Feiyu's voice was incomparably cold, and it made the surrounding people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Although he looked to be only 14 or 15 years old, his demeanor and temperament did not match his age at all. He was simply too gloomy.
"Why should I listen to you?!" Pang Bo did not buy it at all.
As for Ye Fan, he ignored him even more. He casually squatted down and picked up two people from the ground. Then, he stretched his body and waved his arms very agilely and beautifully.
The two silhouettes immediately streaked across the air like two long spears, quickly flying forty to fifty meters away and plunging straight into the mud of the lotus pond. It was as if two long spears had sunk into the mud, leaving only two pairs of feet outside the mud.
"You're courting death!"
Han Feiyu finally revealed an extremely angry expression. His entire body was incomparably cold, and he pressed forward with a wave of cold air.
Ye Fan ignored him. He picked up the other two people and threw them again. With two soft "pu pu" sounds, another two people fell down and plunged straight into the mud in the distance.
The surrounding people were flabbergasted. This result was really shocking and speechless.
"Chi!"
Han Feiyu's Sea of Bitterness blossomed, and it was very dazzling and dazzling. A square wooden seal that was less than an inch long rushed out. It circulated with a dark green brilliance, and it quickly enlarged, pressing towards Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
The surrounding people immediately let out a burst of exclamations. This was a real Greenwood Seal, and it was not formed by the threads of divine power in the Sea of Bitterness. It was not something that the four divine patterns could compare to.
After the Greenwood Seal rushed out of the Sea of Bitterness, it circulated with traces of green energy, and emitted a heavy pressure.
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