Ye Han was not in a hurry.
He folded his arms and stood here calmly, looking at the many masters around him.
After many powerful people chatted for a cup of tea, Ye Han finally laughed.
"Nie Feng died in my hands!"
Ye Han looked at everyone: "I know that there are a group of masters among you who secretly support Nie Feng to become the successor, but now you have lost hope and feel very unhappy."
In the hall, everyone suddenly fell into silence, all eyes focused on Ye Han, waiting for him to speak.
Ye Han said again: "However, there is nothing I can do if I am unhappy. If he violates my bottom line, he will die. Also, I, Ye Han, will decide on the position of successor. I will accept any challenges that need to be accepted. But if If anyone wants to interfere with this and use nonsense like "I am a newcomer and am not qualified to be a successor" as an excuse, then I will challenge you. I want to see whether seniority is more important or whether it is more important for those who have achieved it first. "
After Ye Han finished speaking, he stood here calmly and said no more.
"mad!"
"How arrogant!"
In an instant, an old man was furious and couldn't hold himself back, so he reached out on the spot.
This is a master of the ninety-nine tribulations of the Immortal Lord. He has reached dozens of levels on the divine ladder. Looking at the universe sea, he can be regarded as one of the great figures standing at the top.
As soon as the old man took action, this momentum exploded, and there was a sign of crushing the mountains, rivers and the earth, and penetrating ancient and modern time and space.
It seems that no force or obstacle between heaven and earth can stop his move.
He took action on the spot, while others present stood on the sidelines and watched, their eyes unchanged, waiting for Ye Han's response.
In the center of the hall, Ye Han smiled.
Seeing that palm strike, he did not dodge or evade, like a young man passively waiting for death, he had given up hope and resistance.
boom!
The vacuum shook violently, spreading invisible cracks.
Terrible power fell from the sky, all pouring out above Ye Han's head.
However, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.
Ye Han remained motionless, still making no move to resist. The inside of his body seemed to be a bottomless pit, constantly devouring and containing the eroded power.
His physical body has faintly formed lines, which are the lines of heaven, constructing a supreme defense.
With the angry blow of the Immortal Lord's ninety-nine tribulations, it was actually unable to hurt Ye Han at all and unable to shake his aura.
"What? You still dare to resist?"
The old man made a move, but did not shake Ye Han. His old face suddenly turned red and became extremely angry.
Immortal energy burst out, his body stood up from his seat, and struck Ye Han's body with another powerful blow.
The big hand and five fingers are overwhelming, trying to turn into a cage to imprison Ye Han.
The ninety-nine immortal master's laws are contained in it, blooming with a trembling aura.
"Resist? Are you blind? When did I resist?"
Ye Han's eyes widened and he suddenly raised his arms: "I'll give you face, a way out, and a step. If you don't know how to grasp it yourself, then you can't blame me!"
His arms shot up and he grabbed the air.
Ye Han's body shook, and all the power of the ten seas of air in his body exploded. The fierce power penetrated the vacuum and struck hard at the big hand above his head.
boom!
The big hand exploded directly.
In the vacuum, an invisible wave of air surged toward the old man who took action like an overwhelming force.
Kick, kick, kick!
The old man was knocked away, and his body retreated several steps in mid-air, with a strong look of shock on his face.
"You...your strength?"
The old man spoke in shock.
Everyone felt that Ye Han's realm was only ninety tribulations of the Immortal Lord.
But I never expected that the Immortal Lord Ninety-nine Tribulations would be so fierce in his attacks, and could knock back the master of the Ninety-nine Tribulations Immortal Lord with one move.
"Where does all this nonsense come from? Get over here!"
Ye Han interrupted the old man's words and suddenly stretched out his arm again.
With this move, he stirred up the heart of heaven.
A heavenly aura erupted above everyone's heads, seeming to suppress the entire crowd, suppressing everyone's strength and will.
Ye Han's five fingers grasped hard like a dragon's claws, and began to grow in the void.
The area above the main hall was completely occupied by dragon claws.
In the limited space, the old man could not escape, so he could only shout and start to resist.
The ninety-nine immortal master's laws were fired randomly, and the old man's withered arm was also stretched out, playing the supreme trick of the Temple of Light.
The two were not in a true life-and-death battle, but they definitely pushed each other's strengths to the limit.
In an instant, two different auras collided, and different forces intertwined above the hall and went berserk.
The collision of forces resulted in eight thousand fights in an instant.
When the last fight and collision occurred, the old man groaned, and a large mouthful of blood arrows spurted out. His whole body hit the back of the hall and fell under a pillar.
Before the old man could react, Ye Han's arm appeared above his head.
With five fingers moving, he suddenly took the old man's body in his hands and tore it violently in front of him.
"let me go!"
The old man's white hair was dancing wildly and he spoke angrily.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Above his head, wave after wave of power was transmitted continuously.
The high-level executive of the Temple of Light finally couldn't bear the forced oppression of this kind of power.
Click!
There were cracking sounds all over the bones of his body.
With a plop, the old man's knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Am I arrogant? I have the strength to be arrogant. I want to become a young master. Of course, I also have the strength to become a young master. Are you unhappy?"
Ye Han walked over in a few steps, looked at the angry and struggling old man, and said coldly.
The old man's body shook, he kept struggling, and he sternly reprimanded: "Let me go, we don't have a rebellious disciple like you in the Temple of Light. If you dare to attack me again, you will be expelled according to the rules of the temple..."
boom!
Before the old man could finish his sentence, the vacuum above his head was crushed.
Then, the force of oppression ten times stronger reappeared.
Creaking, creaking...
The old man's limbs, flesh, and bones all showed signs of being compressed to the point of breaking, and distorted sounds appeared.
Just like that, under the huge pressure, he could no longer utter a word and completely knelt in the center of the hall, looking extremely humiliated and unwilling.
"Why, if anyone else is unhappy with me and doesn't want me to become the successor, you can take action!"
Ye Han's eyes were stern and his tone was extremely calm, but to anyone's ears, it seemed to be so arrogant: "If you are unhappy or have any concerns, some of you can come together!"
Go together?
At least half of the senior officials of the Temple of Light suddenly changed their expressions.
