Chapter One Three Eighty Two Your grandpa is great?

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shi Sheng's figure flashed, and he stepped on Ye Hai's chest and spewed out a few more blood.

If it weren't for Xiao Fan to speak secretly and ask Shi Sheng not to kill him, Shi Sheng would definitely be able to chop Ye Hai into mud.

"Don't go help your little master to find his grandfather?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan looked at Ye Hai's two lost subordinates, with a bright smile on his face.

Only then did the two servants come back to their senses, shivering suddenly, and rushing towards the distance, Ye Hai's eyes widened, his eyes were full of anger, and the two actually ran away. Up?

Although he knew that there was no point in staying with those two subordinates, he still had the courage to have more people.

Everyone also looked at Xiao Fan in amazement. This kid was really arrogant. He even let Ye Hai's hands go to Ye Feng, and when Ye Feng arrived, you will suffer!

Or could they really not even fear the elders of the Battle Soul Palace?

There are more and more monks around, and the crowd is very curious, who dared to beat the grandson of the elder of the War Soul Palace in the Holy City of War Soul?

When they saw Xiao Fan's weird dress up, many people showed strange colors.

"When my grandfather comes, I will definitely hit you all over the floor looking for teeth!" Ye Hai's eyes are full of fierceness, and he is still threatening Xiao Fan.

He didn't know, if he hadn't reported Ye Feng's name, he would have died long ago!

Xiao Fan was just looking at Ye Feng's face and spared Ye Hai's life. After all, with his current disposition, killing a cultivator in the middle of the Emperor Realm would not have much sense of accomplishment.

Hearing what Ye Hai said, Xiao Fan didn't seem to have heard it at all, and Ye Hai screamed even more happily. He thought Xiao Fan was scared.

"Besides, believe it or not, I will knock you out!" Xiao Fan stared at Ye Hai coldly. He was annoyed by Ye Hai's vicious words.

He almost couldn't hold back a slap and slapped it. This slap was really going to fall, and Ye Hai estimated that he was immortal and crippled.

Feeling the cold killing intent blooming on Xiao Fan's body, Ye Hai trembled violently, and swallowed abruptly when he reached his mouth.

Looking at Xiao Fan's dark eyes, he felt that his soul was sucked into it, and his whole body was extremely cold.

Ye Hai finally calmed down, and the surrounding monks did not disperse, and there was no shortage of good deeds wherever they went. They held the mentality of watching a good show.

Xiao Fan is also very speechless about this. Perhaps this is the commonality of humans. Even if it is a saint of war, he can't get rid of some inferiority. Even if it is a god, he is still a human after all!

"Who dares to hurt my grandson!" After a long while, a burst of explosion came from a distance, sweeping like thunder, the void trembling violently.

"The Eighth Elder is here!" The crowd trembled slightly, and unconsciously retreated back. The power made many people breathless.

With a scream, a figure appeared in the center of the field, and sharp pupils scanned the surroundings coldly, and finally landed on Shi Sheng who was stepping on Ye Hai.

Xiao Fan looked at Ye Feng lightly. He didn't expect that this Ye Feng was indeed Ye Feng from Wushuang Holy City, and he had also become the elder of the headquarters of the Battle Soul Palace.

"Where is the evil animal, dare to hurt people here!" But Ye Feng did not see Xiao Fan, because Xiao Fan was standing several feet away.

When Shi Sheng heard this, he almost killed Ye Feng in anger. How could it be called an evil animal?

However, it was stopped by Xiao Fan's eyes, and in the end it had to kick Ye Hai's body. Ye Hai screamed in pain, and shot towards Ye Feng's place.

"Naughty animal, dare to hurt people in front of this elder?" Ye Feng shouted furiously, and then flashed and hugged Ye Hai's body. The moment he touched Ye Hai's body, he felt a huge force shaking his internal organs. Churning endlessly.

Suddenly, Ye Feng suddenly raised his head to look at Shi Sheng, his eyes were full of horror, and the opponent's use of power was not known how much stronger than him.

"Grandpa, you want to avenge your grandson!" Ye Hai begged painfully, and he broke several ribs in his body just now.

Now that he saw Ye Feng's arrival, his confidence had increased again, but Ye Feng's confidence was not very sufficient.

However, as the eighth elder in the headquarters of the Battle Soul Palace, how could he just watch his grandson being bullied and indifferent?

Obviously not, he helped Ye Hai's body to stand up slowly, looking at Shi Sheng with cold eyes. In his opinion, Shi Sheng was just a special soul beast.

Seeing Ye Feng preparing to step forward, a cold smile appeared on Ye Hai's face.

"The eighth elder of the Battle Soul Palace is really not ordinary." At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Hearing this sound, Ye Feng shuddered sharply, his eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head to look back. This sound was so familiar to him that it had long been imprinted in the deepest part of his mind.

Even if several years have passed, he still dare not forget.

When his eyes looked to the rear, they instantly fell on one of them, with an incredible color in his eyes. Who else could that person be besides Xiao Fan?

"Lord..." Ye Feng said tremblingly, and almost called out, but was interrupted by a figure.

"Grandpa, he and the beast are in the same group. If you want to kill, kill them together!" Ye Hai exclaimed angrily. He covered his face with one hand and his stomach with the other, his body trembling slightly.

If he were not a warrior cultivator, he would have been unstable.

Kill them together?

Hearing this, Ye Feng almost fainted. This is the Palace Master Shura, but can he kill?

Seeing Ye Feng's body trembling slightly, Ye Hai thought his grandfather was angry, and immediately looked at Xiao Fan and the others with a sneer, "You guys, one of them counts as one, don't think about anyone today..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, a crisp sound came out, and Ye Hai instantly covered his other face, feeling hot and painful, he looked at his grandfather incredible.

"Grandpa?" Ye Hai looked at Ye Feng in horror. He was stunned by this slap. He couldn't believe that he was slapped by the grandpa who usually dotes on him the most?

The crowd was also shocked, this sudden change made everyone unable to understand.

Could it be that the kid is Ye Feng's illegitimate child, otherwise, how could he beat his own grandson?

However, Ye Feng didn't think so. He knew Xiao Fan as a human being. If Xiao Fan really moved to kill, let alone Ye Hai was going to die, even he was going to die.

"Lord..." Ye Feng took a deep breath, suddenly looked at Xiao Fan, and thought about it respectfully: "Young Master Xiao, why have you come to the Holy City of Fighting Soul?"

Young Master Xiao? When the crowd heard this, they were all dumbfounded. Ye Feng actually called him the son. Does this kid have a lot of background?

It is estimated that Ye Feng is the only one of the ancient people of the Ye Family that can make Ye Feng value so much, but why did Ye Feng call him Young Master Xiao?

Obviously, this young son was not from the ancient Ye family, and the crowd had no idea why Ye Feng was so scared.

"Grandpa?" Ye Hai took a long time to come back to his senses and looked at Ye Feng in amazement. He knew that he had kicked the iron this time.

Even his grandfather treats each other respectfully, and the other person must have a lot of background. How can he offend him?

"Don't apologize to Young Master Xiao?" Ye Feng glared at Ye Hai coldly and exclaimed.

Xiao Fan ignored Ye Feng, but looked at Ye Hai meaningfully: "Your grandpa is great?"