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"Old Bald Moron, you're the only one who's interested. Do you want to stand up and commit suicide, or do you want me to chop you into pieces?"0
Ye Xiaofan's eyes were wide open as he stared at the Tenth Elder of the Du Family. Looking at the 10,000 experience points jumping in front of him, he couldn't wait to kill him.
The Tenth Elder of the Du Family looked around and saw everyone looking at him. Adding on Ye Xiaofan's ear-piercing words, he immediately felt a burning sensation on his face, as if his face was being crazily rubbed against the ground.
A stately level three Incarnation Expert, someone who belonged to the upper middle class in this Wind Blade City. After spending several thousand years, after going through all sorts of trials and tribulations, escaping from the tens of billions of people, to become a level three Incarnation Expert, no matter if it was one's own face or dignity, they were all incomparably honorable, and would not allow anyone to offend them.
A little beggar like Ye Xiaofan actually insulted him in front of so many people. How could his proud heart bear such an insult?
The tenth elder's heart was burning with anger, and like a volcanic eruption, he quickly rushed forward. His old face flushed red as he stared at Ye Xiaofan, and said in a flustered and exasperated voice:
"Little bastard, when you ambushed Patriarch Nine with your vicious means, Patriarch Nine was caught off guard and ended up getting hurt by you. Do you think I would be as defenseless against you as he is?"
"You will never know how terrifying a third level Incarnation is when they get serious. Prepare to accept the baptism of doomsday!"
After he finished speaking, the tenth elder's red robe fluttered and a terrifying might smashed onto the bodies of the onlookers like mountains, causing the people around to crawl on the ground.
The people around him all pressed their bodies against the ground. Their faces were flushed red and it was difficult for them to even breathe, as though they were about to suffocate at any moment.
"Ugh …"
Xue Jinshi, who was standing behind Ye Xiaofan, trembled slightly as she was enveloped by the pressure. Her face instantly turned red and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth. Her waist bent down and she snorted. She could not help but kneel on the ground.
She was only a tenth level Immortality practitioner, which was hundreds of times stronger than a third level Incarnation practitioner. If not for the fact that she relied on her tenacious willpower to withstand the pressure, she would have probably been forced to her knees by now.
From the pressure, it could be seen how terrifying a third level Incarnation Expert was. Such a strong practitioner, if it was the White Water City from before, there simply wouldn't be enough people like Murong Liehhu to fight against.
Ye Xiaofan felt the pressure descending and a dizzy feeling appeared in his mind. He was wearing a dark blue robe and the lightning pattern on his back was filled with lightning. It covered his body and blocked all the pressure.
Without the oppressive force, Ye Xiaofan felt very relaxed. He raised his sleeves and looked up and down. He couldn't help but sigh: "A shirt worth 880,000 yuan is indeed worth it."
This set of clothes was made with an early stage seven Demonic Beast, the lightning serpent's skin and tendons. It was a Demonic Beast that could be used to hack at third level Incarnation; it was a trivial matter to resist the pressure of third level Incarnation.
"Is the difference in Immortality really that great!?"
"No …" I can't kneel down! "
With great difficulty, Xue Jinshi managed to withstand the pressure. The more she tried, the more pressure she felt. By now, the corner of her mouth was no longer dripping with blood, but rather, lines upon lines of it.
She still wanted to resist, but she was indeed powerless. A dizzy feeling came to her. If she did not kneel to the pressure, then her nerves would be suppressed by the powerful pressure.
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