My Line Connect To The Demon World

"It seems like the Great Elder doesn't agree with my master's decision to grant you the title of Young Lord. He wants my people to challenge you."    

Kong Xuan?    

Ye Fan came to a sudden realization.    

So it was him. That was not strange.    

Kong Xuan was originally the number one peacock in the world. His strength was formidable.    

Even Daoist Flaming Lamp, whose cultivation base and magic power were above the twelve Golden Immortals, could only run away when Lu Ya faced the five-colored divine light.    

However, he was still subdued by the Heavenly Dao Sage in the end and became the Great Peacock King of Western Sect.    

Now, he was no longer a member of the Demon Realm, but a member of the Western Sect.    

The corner of servant's mouth drew a bloodthirsty arc, and he revealed a ferocious smile. "Young Lord, since you still have time, do you need me to challenge all the people who challenged you..."    

As he spoke, he made a gesture to wipe his neck.    

"No need. I can't kill all the people who challenged me. Let's go."    

Ye Fan opened the door and the sunlight shone on his body. The golden silk reflected the light, making him look very calm.    

Don't say that.    

I was quite handsome in my previous life.    

Ye Fan didn't have such an indifferent temperament. He couldn't even pretend.    

"But Young Lord, I heard that the son of the Great Elder, Kong Xuan, has returned from a trial, and his strength has increased tremendously."    

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to defeat him?"    

Ye Fan smiled.    

Servant quickly knelt down on one knee. "I dare not. Young Lord has outstanding talent, one in a million. How could he be defeated by a puny Kong Hee?"    

Ye Fan sighed and shook his head.    

Servant had grown up with him since young, so he could be considered half a brother to him.    

However, this respect and admiration in his heart could not be changed.    

In his words, a master and a servant, a sovereign and subordinate, a sovereign as a subordinate, a subordinate as an official, and an official as a subject as a form of respect. How could he break the etiquette?    

Ye Fan didn't ride a horse, nor did he sit in a palanquin. Instead, he brought servant to Jin Luan.    

Along the way, there was a lot of noise and noise. The city was like a complex courtyard, and it was quite interesting.    

When Ye Fan saw this, he grimaced in pain.    

This was simply the existence of a f * cking king king.    

Every single action of his was showing off.    

Right at this moment.    

In front of them, there were eight palanquin carriages that stopped in the middle of the road. Xiao Si and the person in the palanquin whispered a few words to each other and saw the curtains of the palanquin open. A person in a white robe with a paper fan in his hand walked down. Although he was wearing a luxurious robe, it couldn't hide his violent and bloody aura. This person had many dead souls under him, and his killing intent was too strong.    

A smile could be seen on his face even from afar. He cupped his hands and walked towards Ye Fan. "So it's the Young Lord of the Demon Race. He really has an extraordinary bearing."    

Ye Fan furrowed his brows.    

Servant's voice suddenly entered his ears. "Young Lord, this person is the son of the Great Elder - Kong Hee."    

Kong Hee walked closer and closer, sizing Ye Fan up from head to toe.    

His eyes were filled with ridicule and ridicule, as if he didn't put Ye Fan in his eyes at all.    

Kong Hee saw that Young Lord couldn't give him a big bow, so he didn't show any respect.    

Observing Mistress in such an obvious manner was an offense to his superiors, it was simply arrogant to the extreme.    

Following that, servant's eyes gradually became cold. He looked at Kong Hee more and more like he was looking at a dead man.    

As long as Ye Fan gave the order, or even a glance, Kong Hee would immediately die on the spot.    

Kong Hee could feel servant's cold killing intent. He became even more disdainful, and even lowered his hand.    

Instead, he opened the fan and raised his chin slightly, looking down at Ye Fan and the other man.    

Ye Fan was expressionless. He nodded at Kong Hee. His lips slightly opened, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it went into everyone's ears.    

"Servant, give me a reward!"    

After saying that, he walked forward. He walked past without giving Kong Hee a second look. It was as if he was a passerby, passing by calmly.    

Although servant was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey Ye Fan.    

He quickly took out a few pieces of silver and threw them on the ground, then followed Ye Fan closely.    

When the people carrying the sedan saw that Ye Fan didn't take a detour, they quickly moved the sedan away and made a path for him.    

Everyone was stunned on the spot.    

Kong Hee looked at the pile of broken pieces of silver on the ground and was burning with anger. His foot stepped on the silver pieces, creating a deep pit on the ground, and his folding fan was crushed.    

He looked at Ye Fan's back with killing intent.    

The throne stage covered an area of 300 meters. It was a square platform with eight golden pillars supporting it. It was dazzling and glorious.    

There were iron chains pulling on all four corners of the platform.    

At this moment, everyone gathered in the stands and sat down.    

Ye Fan sat beside Fu Hsi and looked around. There were many demon companions below the stage, and they seemed to be ready to make a move.    

After all, getting the position of Young Lord was equivalent to reaching the sky in a single bound.    

As long as it was a Heavenly Pride of the younger generation, they would like to try it out.    

Among the dozens of elders, only the Great Elder and the Second Elder each brought one person with them.    

As expected, the Great Elder brought Kong Hee along.    

The Second Elder had brought his adopted son with him, not because he wanted to compete with Ye Fan.    

He was afraid that Ye Fan wasn't a match for Kong Hee, and that Young Lord's position would fall into the Great Elder's hands.    

"Fan, do you know the reason behind this?" Fu Hsi rarely didn't have a loud voice as he spoke to Ye Fan via divine sense.    

"Big father, I already know. This is the rule of the demon race. If I want to be in the proper position, I have to go through this tribulation." Ye Fan said respectfully.    

Fu Hsi nodded and looked at the Great Elder.    

The Great Elder understood and spoke softly.    

"Today, we will select Young Lord from the city, and he will be the successor of the city in the future."    

"We will use the challenge method. All the Heavenly Pride of the young generation here have the right to challenge him, until no one else is able to fight him."    

"The winner will be Young Lord. Alright, let the challenge begin. "    

Before his voice faded, Kong Hee took the lead and jumped onto the martial stage.    

He changed his hand to a new paper fan, raised his chin slightly, and smiled at Ye Fan.    

"Young Lord, no, on behalf of Young Lord, I'll clear the obstacles for you first, and then you and I will challenge you, okay?"    

Ye Fan nodded from afar.    

"Young Lord, no matter what the situation is today, I will definitely take Kong Hee's head for you in the future to punish him for being disrespectful."    

Servant was gnashing his teeth in anger. His eyes were narrowed into a line, and his murderous aura made people feel cold.    

Ye Fan was touched.    

This little follower was really not bad.    

But he just didn't know who he was.    

In the future, I might be able to find a big backer in Demon Realm.    

"There's no need for that." Ye Fan shook his head.    

"Young Lord, although he is the son of the Great Elder and has a big family, I, servant, am a lonely ghost. I have nothing to do with him. At most, I will just leave."    

In servant's heart.    

Putting aside whether Ye Fan was a match for Kong Hee or not, it was because Kong Hee was the son of the Great Elder.    

There was no way to kill him, not even punish him severely.    

Ye Fan shook his head again, but this time, he seemed somewhat helpless.    

At this time, the platform rang with explosive sounds. Kong Hee and a challenger were already fighting.    

Ye Fan's eyes revealed some surprise.    

The challenger was actually a nobody... Who gave him the courage?    

This person's movement technique was extremely fast. His legs were like ripples on the surface of a lake as they advanced. His speed became faster and faster, and he even left behind a few afterimages.    

It could be said to be at the acme of perfection.    

In a short period of time, he had actually beaten Kong Hee into a flawless state.    

However, Kong Hee's expression was neither fast nor slow, as if he was toying with his opponent.    

Servant clenched his fists tightly, as if he had seen victory.    

Ye Fan shook his head silently. "He can't win. Kong Hee didn't use his full strength."