My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 248

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Ye Fan had also long noticed that there was an extraordinary warrior approaching. He turned his head around and was immediately sure that it was another Yin Corpse Sect disciple. Because the aura he emitted was almost the same as w.a.n.g Lengyan's.

This man had a head of long, black and gray hair that was combed back. He wore colorful clothes, and it was unknown whether he was wearing pants or a skirt.

His face was pale and his skin was tight. No one could tell his age, but his eyes were clear and full of experience.

A man in his thirties came along with them. He wore an Armani suit and seemed to have the temperament of a successful man.

"Let me introduce you," w.a.n.g Lengyan said in a very f * cking tone, "This is our Wei Family's Second Young Master, Wei Shaoqiu."

This person is our Yin Corpse Sect's Sect Leader, Lord Mo Xuanfeng, and is also our White Jade Tower's number one guest. "

Wei Shaoqiu looked at Ye Fan sharply, "You're the one that killed my brother?"

Ye Fan only took a glance at this guy and snickered in his heart. Wei Shaoqiu seemed to be very angry, but the depths of his eyes clearly revealed his joy.

It was clear that with the death of his big brother, he, the Second Young Master, would be able to take the throne.

"It's me. Why, you want to avenge him?"

Wei Shaoqiu snorted, "Today, the one who came to take your life is our Sect Leader Mo, my big brother is the foster son of Sect Head Mo.

"Sect Head Mo is an expert at the Initial Stage of the Xiantian realm. If you have any last words, you can say it as soon as possible."

Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, walked to the arena and said, "Cut the c.r.a.p, hurry up and finish the fight. I still need to go back to Hua Hai for dinner."

"What big words!" Mo Xuanfeng laughed sinisterly. "You brat with no true energy cultivation at all. This old man wants to see how long you can be so arrogant for!"

Finished speaking, Mo Xuanfeng leaped up and landed on the stage.

Hearing this old voice, Ye Fan was puzzled, "What's going on with your Yin Corpse Sect? Why are they all so old, yet they are being maintained so well?"

From Mo Xuanfeng's voice, it seemed as though he was in his sixties. Yet, this person only appeared to be in his thirties or forties.

"Since there are so many questions, I might as well ask King Yan!"

Under the influence of Mo Xuanfeng's zhenqi, his palms released a light purple mist, and he sent a gust of wind towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stood on the spot and let Mo Xuanfeng's palm strike his chest.

"Bam!" There was a dull sound, and this Initial Stage palm was like m.u.f.fled thunder.

Ye Fan looked at him indifferently, grinning.

Mo Xuanfeng was startled and felt extremely surprised. His Poison Palm was extraordinary, even a martial artist at the Xiantian Full Circle realm would not be able to take it head on. Ye Fan, who didn't even have the slightest bit of Zhen Qi, was actually able to withstand it by himself!?

"Brat, what kind of martial arts did you practice!?"

Mo Xuanfeng furiously aimed a palm at Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan was unaffected by the changes. He raised his hand and grabbed Mo Xuanfeng's arm.

"Crack! Crack!"

With a pinch from Ye Fan, Mo Xuanfeng's bones fragile broke!

"Ahh!"

Mo Xuanfeng's shrill cry resounded throughout the surroundings of the arena, shocking everyone!

"How is this possible!? Sect Leader... Sovereign actually … " w.a.n.g Lengyan thought that Mo Xuanfeng wanted to succeed, but he didn't expect that Ye Fan was completely fine!?

Shangguan Ling and Wei Shaoqiu also furrowed their brows. They looked at each other, a sinister light in their eyes.

On the stage, Mo Xuanfeng furiously glared at Ye Fan with bloodshot eyes. Enduring the pain, he sent another palm strike towards Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan was a step faster, and once again grabbed the right hand, and with the same pinch, crushed his bones.

"As expected..."

Ye Fan seemed to have thought of something and said, "Did you use a tonic technique?" "That's why you look so much younger than your actual age, right?"

Mo Xuanfeng's sweat dripped like rain, his face was ghastly white, "I... I don't know what you're talking about! "

"The dragon soul of China should have a rule that no technique is allowed. This is a taboo from the ancient martial arts sects. Your Yin Corpse Sect dared to do this because they aren't considered a big sect?" Ye Fan laughed evilly, "Does this mean that the Wei family is hiding it from us?"

The so-called 'nouris.h.i.+ng' method was to absorb the essence of a man or a woman into one's body through some special internal force method, allowing one to become exceptionally young or even increase one's strength.

From a medical point of view, this is similar to some placental needles and can make you look younger in the short term.

But in fact, there is no anti-aging effect on real longevity, and on some of the internal organs.

Since ancient times, China had a few methods of harvesting tonics and dual cultivation pa.s.sed down, but later on it was discovered that most of these things were considered taboo by the Devil Dao.

Of course, some people always believed that the most primitive method of yin and yang dual cultivation was definitely beneficial to humans. It was only because it gradually became lost and misunderstood along with history, that it became out of the ordinary.

Hearing the two words "Dragon Soul", Mo Xuanfeng's expression stiffened, "You …" You're talking nonsense! This is my Yin Corpse Sect's cultivation technique, don't you dare slander me! "

Ye Fan laughed evilly and said, "As far as I know, most Sect Leaders of most sects will carry around the most important inner force skills of their sect to ensure that they don't get stolen or fall into the hands of outsiders."

You should also have your Yin Corpse Sect's internal energy on you, why don't you let me have a look? "

Hearing these words, Mo Xuanfeng panicked even more. He wanted to struggle free, but he was no match for Ye Fan.

He hurriedly pushed his Zhen Qi to the limit. Logically speaking, even the small success stage Xiantian Zhen Qi should be able to shatter the ground, but Ye Fan's body was like a clay ox entering the sea, it was completely useless!

Ye Fan directly broke one of Mo Xuanfeng's legs with a kick, and put him on the ground. Then, he stretched out his hand and took out a small scroll wrapped in a embroidered cloth from the cloth bag on his waist.

Below the stage, w.a.n.g Lengyan and Wei Shaoqiu panicked. They didn't expect Mo Xuanfeng to be so weak. This was completely different from what they had expected!

"Mr. Ye!" To be able to peek at the secret manuals from other sects, that is a taboo in the martial arts world! " w.a.n.g Lengyan shouted and ran onto the stage to stop them.

Ye Fan completely ignored him, opening the scroll by himself, "I don't want to be involved with your martial arts world, I don't care whether you guys are forbidden or not..."

w.a.n.g Lengyan turned pale with fright. He couldn't be bothered with anything else as he got up and threw a flying kick towards Ye Fan's neck.

Ye Fan didn't even look at him. He grabbed with his left hand and grabbed w.a.n.g Lengyan's leg. With a swing, he threw that half-step Xiantian guy off the stage.

Seeing that his side was no match for Ye Fan, Wei Shaoqiu gave Shangguan Ling a look.

Shangguan Ling immediately took out his phone, opened a video communication software and said: "Mr. Ye, I advise you to put down that secret manual and listen to our advice …" Otherwise... "Your dear Miss Feng, something might happen soon..."

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