Urban Madness

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That voice, like a thunder that shook the ground, exploded in the arena, and it contained monstrous anger.

Some of the weaker warriors in the field only felt the tympanic membrane vibrated, and the blood rolled, almost spitting out blood.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, and said in his heart:

The other party was clearly aimed at himself, and listening to his tone, he was obviously full of hostility.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come!

However, Ye Fan will not be afraid of this.

"Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng!

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Everyone turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

In sight, a tall horse appeared with long limbs, thin skin and fine hair, and its muscles were like cast gold. The whole body was golden and the horse was extraordinary.

At this moment, a knight is riding a horse, and his horse's hoof is showing red glow like flames, rushing all the way, pulling out a crimson afterimage, like a beacon fire.

Just one person charged, but it was unparalleled, giving people a feeling of sweeping the army, unmatched.

"Oh my god! This is the "fire cloud" among the top ten famous horses, chasing wind and electricity, and can travel three hundred miles a day!" Someone exclaimed.

"Could it be... that the demon king of the Zhang family is here? It seems... he is coming for the mysterious Mr. Bai!"

"Tsk tusk... if that's the case, then it's a good show!"

With that said, many people in the field glanced at Ye Fan from the corner of their eyes, with a sense of gloating in their eyes.

At the same time, Ye Fan also noticed that Guan Feihong's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had been frightened.

"Feihong...what's the origin of this demon king?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.

"call……"

Guan Feihong took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said:

"Mr. Bai, there are three surnames in this world. They are so prominent. You don’t need to call them “Menggui”! One is the surname of the emperor of each dynasty. The other is the surname of Confucius. The last one is Zhang's surname!"

"It is rumored that the Jade Emperor's surname is Zhang, and the position of the Jade Emperor in the heavens is like the emperor of the world. Although this family has nothing to do with the Jade Emperor, but in the ancient martial arts world, it is outstanding and respected, comparable to the ancient emperors!"

"The Zhang family has been passed down for thousands of years and has never broken the inheritance. It is known as the'first family in the ancient martial world', and it has inextricably linked relationships with many hidden Sejong sects."

"And the demon king of this family, called Zhang Kuang, is the eldest young master of the Zhang family's lineage. He ranks second on the list of Qianlong. By nature, he is domineering and domineering. No one who offends him has a good end. The core children of the family and the family are no exception!"

"However, frightened by the forces of the Zhang Family, others can only swallow their breath and dare not retaliate! In the end, almost all young martial artists, afraid to avoid him when they see him, turn around and leave!"

Speaking of this, Guan Feihong paused, looking at Ye Fan with some worry, and said: "Mr. Bai, this madness has nothing to do with us, but who knows he took the initiative to come here! What can I do?"

"What else can I do? Cold food!"

Ye Fan smiled and joked, and continued: "Soldiers are here to stop, and water comes to cover! No matter what the devil, you have to get down when you get to me!"

When Guan Feihong heard the words, his face was still full of worry.

He knew that Ye Fan had extraordinary strength and could kill the strong in the realm in seconds, so he was naturally not afraid of arrogance.

But behind Zhang Kuang, the entire Zhang family!

Not to mention the aristocratic families and sects of the ancient martial arts world, even those legendary hidden Sejong sects, they have to give Zhang family a bit of face!

If the Zhang family is offended, the consequences will be disastrous.

...

Soon, Zhang Kuang rode the horse "Fire Cloud" and came to the venue.

He held the reins, rolled over and got off the horse. His movements were chic and vigorous, without any muddle.

Looking into the distance, he was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with black and bright vertical hair **** with a gold crown, sharp facial features, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, a tall nose, and his brows revealed innate nobleness. Heroic.

His figure is burly but not rugged, and he wore a golden cloak with golden scales inlaid with densely packed pieces, like a legendary dragon robe, majestic and noble, exuding the imperial power of the world.

In terms of aura, even the gentleman sword Nie Ren and Buddha are slightly inferior.

He is like a dazzling star, dazzling and dazzling, and when he appears, everyone else becomes a foil.

At this moment, Zhang Kuang held his head high and scanned the audience, his eyes were very aggressive and high, like a hunter looking at his prey.

For a time, many young warriors in the field showed a sad expression, and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other with arrogance.

Even if they haven't offended arrogance, they have heard of his fame as the Devil King.

Soon, arrogantly in the crowd, he found Ye Fan wearing a mask, then took a step forward and walked over.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

The sound of his footsteps was deep and heavy, like a muffled thunder exploding in the court.

Those warriors who were closer, quickly dispersed to the distance, for fear of being affected.

At this moment, with Ye Fan as the center of the circle, ten meters around it seemed to have become a vacuum field, except for Guan Feihong.

Not long after, Kuang Kuang walked to Ye Fan, folded his hands on his chest, looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and asked loudly:

"You are Mr. Bai?"

"Yes!" Ye Fan said neither humble nor overbearing.

"My name is Zhang Kuang, Master! Arrogant, arrogant!"

This self-introduction is indeed domineering, and is completely in line with the arrogant and domineering temperament.

"Oh……"

Ye Fan said lightly, his tone was not turbulent, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

...

"what?"

Zhang Kuang was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Ye Fan to react like this.

disregard!

Completely ignored!

"boom!"

For a while, an unknown fire burst into his arrogant heart, furious.

In his capacity, when others saw him, they either slapped their horses and slid their beards, flattered, or were chilling and jealous.

For the first time in his life, he was ignored, as if in the eyes of Ye Fan, he was no different from an ordinary passerby.

The next moment, Zhang Kuang stared at Tong Ling's big eyes, stared at Ye Fan fiercely, and said with a very angry smile:

"Good! Good! Good! Dare to be so arrogant in front of my little master, you are still the first, courage enough! Mr. Bai, do you know why the little master came to you?"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, and said, "Could it be... Are you the helper that Jizhou Luo's found?"

Yesterday, Ye Fan showed great power and beheaded Luo Yang, and at the same time severely wounded the Three Elders, he had completely torn his skin with Jizhou Luo's, and was endlessly dying.

Therefore, it is reasonable for Roche to find a helper to deal with Ye Fan.

Unexpectedly, arrogantly but disdainfully curled his lips, denied: "Cut! Jizhou Luoshi? What kind of thing is that, and it has me?"

"Then why are you looking for me?" Ye Fan asked again.

"Humph!"

Zhang Kuang snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Bai, you didn't speak loudly in front of everyone yesterday, saying that Lin Jinghong would not be able to enter your eyes! Although I also see Lin Jinghong upset, no one is allowed to insult him! The only one who can defeat Lin Jinghong is arrogant!"

"boom!"

Speaking of the last, an overwhelming coercion burst out of his arrogant body, like an angry dragon going out to sea, madness rushing towards Ye Fan.

Guan Feihong next to him was pale and bloodless, and his vest was suddenly soaked in cold sweat.

Even if it is affected by Yu Wei, he can't resist it, like a solitary boat in the violent storm, unsteady, and may be swallowed at any time!

However, Ye Fan still straightened his spine without changing his face.

The arrogant monstrous coercion had no effect on him, which also proved his extraordinary strength.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Everyone's eyes in the field were all focused on Ye Fan, pushing him to the cusp of the storm.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense and tense, and the war was about to start.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly looked madly, and asked an unexpected question:

"That... can you explain, who is Lin Jinghong? I haven't heard of it!"