"Don't even think about it!"

Ye Fan's body instantly moved forward a step, and punched Ling Yanran

in the chest! The speed was as fast as lightning, and Ling Yanran had no time to react at all. The next moment, Ye Fan punched her in the chest hard, and her body flew out like a cannonball!

Although she was protected by the protective qi, the powerful impact made Ling Yanran feel like a Taishan fell on her body!

The blood in Ling Yanran's chest rolled violently, and a mouthful of blood gushed out!

"You..." Ling Yanran looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, her eyes were full of shock.

As the Saint of Yaochi, Ling Yanran's own strength has reached the level of Wu Zun!

There is no ability to parry in front of Ye Fan?

How terrifying is Ye Fan's strength?

Beyond Wu Zun, can he reach the level of Wu Sheng that can compete with Master?

If so, then we must win him over at all costs!

Thinking of this, Ling Yanran had already planned to give in, and made a decision in her heart. Even if Ye Fan wanted to embarrass her, she would admit it.

After all, even if the master was here, he would do his best to fight for such a monstrous genius.

But before Ling Yanran could speak, Ye Fan moved again, flashed in front of Ling Yanran, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Yanran's neck, and brought Ling Yanran to Zhao Linglong.

"Linglong! Fight back! How do you slap her back the way she slapped you just now!" Ye Fan frowned and greeted Zhao Linglong.

"Ah?"

Zhao Linglong and Ling Yanran both exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Linglong knew that although Ye Fan was arrogant, she didn't expect Ye Fan to be so arrogant.

The saint in front of her was the saint of Yaochi among the four holy places, the future successor of Yaochi Holy Land. Ye Shao just held her like this and let him slap her?

If he really slapped her, where would the face of the saint of Yaochi be?

"Young Master Ye, this is bad, isn't it?"

Ling Yanran, who was caught by Ye Fan, was also panicked. She scolded Ye Fan with some lack of confidence, "How dare you!"

Ling Yanran urged her martial arts energy to struggle out of Ye Fan's hand, but after trying several times, she suddenly realized that although Ye Fan only grabbed her neck, the energy running on his arm sealed Ling Yanran's blood vessels.

Ling Yanran was carried like a chicken, and she had no strength to resist at all!

Ye Fan ignored Ling Yanran, but looked at Zhao Linglong and said, "Zhao Linglong, remember, as my personal maid, I can bully you in any way! But except me, no one else can... So, fight! If anything happens, I will take responsibility!"

Ye Fan's voice was not loud, but the domineering and protective emotions in his words were all shown on his face.

Zhao Linglong was originally forced to stay with Ye Fan as a maid because the Zhao family apologized.

But as she got along with Ye Fan, Zhao Linglong was really willing to follow Ye Fan.

Now that Ye Fan protected her so domineeringly, Zhao Linglong was even more moved!

"Okay!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Linglong stepped forward and slapped Ling Yanran in the face.

Ling Yanran's fair face swelled up instantly.

Ling Yanran's eyes were full of stars, and her angry eyes were about to pop out, "You...you...actually dare to hit this saint...ah...ah...I will kill you..." Ling

Yanran's eyes were about to spit fire, roaring angrily.

Especially seeing so many people watching around, Ling Yanran couldn't stand it even more.

Ling Yanran is a famous double-list beauty!

The 18th beauty on the martial arts beauty list!

At the same time, she is also a demon genius in the top five of the earth list!

She has always been the pride of the sect, and Ling Yanran herself has adapted to the life of being the center of attention.

But Ling Yanran was held by Ye Fan like this, and her body was completely unable to move. She wanted to struggle out, but it was impossible.

An elder from Yaochi came with Ling Yanran. The elder wanted to attack several times, but Han Zhuo had already appeared with his men beside Ye Fan.

Judging from the martial arts aura fluctuating from Han Zhuo, Han Zhuo's strength was not weak.

"This is just a warning. If you dare to be so presumptuous next time, don't blame me for being rude!" Ye Fan scolded coldly and threw Ling Yanran directly to the ground.

Ling Yanran didn't react for a while and fell to the ground. She was in so much pain that she almost cried.

"You... bastard... don't you have any sympathy for women?" Ling Yanran began to doubt her own charm. Was the beauty list she was on fake? Was she not

charming to Ye Fan at all?

After getting up from the ground, Ling Yanran was a little bit unconvinced and wanted to attack Ye Fan.

But at this moment, a young man in a pink suit suddenly flashed out from the crowd and stopped in front of Ling Yanran, "Miss Ling, forget it, forget it! How about we talk it out? Today is Master Ye's big day, we can't delay his good fortune!"

This young man was none other than Feng Hanxiao, the young master of Tianxuan Holy Land!

He was wearing a flashy pink suit and holding a fan in his hand, and he seemed to have a bit of scholarly air. But what was a bit disappointing was that Feng Hanxiao was bald, with only a few hairs on his head guarding the last base, and he looked a bit funny!

"Get lost! Feng Hanxiao, what are you doing here again? Do you still want to stop me?" Ling Yanran stared at Feng Hanxiao with an annoyed look, with some fear in her eyes.

The strength of Tianxuan Holy Land is not weaker than Yaochi. The key is that Feng Hanxiao's father is quite a master, and he uses normal means to deal with others. But this Feng Hanxiao is a bit different. He has a very high talent in using poison. His whole body is full of poison, and he will be poisoned if he is not careful.

Even a master of the Wu Zun level can be knocked down by the poison prepared by Feng Hanxiao!

Feng Hanxiao smiled evilly, "I dare not! Miss Ling... I just see that Young Master Ye is sunny and handsome, heroic, suave, and handsome... It seems that he is a long-lost brother of this young master, so I want to find Young Master Ye to reminisce about the past. I hope Miss Ling will give this face."

While speaking, Feng Hanxiao's hand fluctuated with energy, and a touch of substantial poison appeared on Feng Hanxiao's fingertips, showing red, and flashing a terrible breath from afar.

Feng Hanxiao's poison skills have improved again, and the poison has begun to materialize!

The few men around Ling Yanran saw the poison in Feng Hanxiao's hand, and they couldn't help but step back two steps in fear!

Feng Hanxiao's nickname of "Poison Prince" is no joke.

"You... you are so cruel!" Although Ling Yanran still wanted to find Ye Fan to argue, Feng Hanxiao showed up, so Ling Yanran had to give up. In fact, Ling Yanran herself knew that even if Feng Hanxiao didn't show up, she could not be Feng Hanxiao's opponent.

Moreover, Feng Hanxiao stopped her and gave her a way out in disguise!

"Ye Fan, you'd better not die on the scene today!" Ling Yanran was a little helpless. The master had repeatedly told her to win over Ye Fan. If the master knew that Ye Fan's strength had reached the level of a martial saint, he would probably find a way to win over Ye Fan even at the cost of the master himself!

Thinking of this, Ling Yanran left while calling the master, "Master..."