Chapter 1311
"Dying in your own hands can be considered preserving a sense of style and dignity for yourself."
Before the cave, the middle-aged man said indifferently.
The tone of his voice was calm and indifferent, as if the water was still flowing in a peaceful lake, but there was not even a single ripple.
Even things like letting someone kill themselves were said with such a lightness of touch.
It was as if, to him, watching life pass away in front of him was just a rare and ordinary thing.
However, it was such light and calm words that fell on the ears of the crowd, but they only felt reverberating.
"Fuck!"
"Crazy!"
"Bully~"
"Meet someone and without saying a word, just throw your sword at them and let them kill themselves?"
"What does that mean?"
"That means people don't even care about that Ye Fan!"
....
"Mudd~"
"This pussy is all [Region 8 www.yeyin8.com] broken by him."
After hearing the middle-aged man's words that revealed confidence and dominance in his low slowness, many people were nonchalant.
Not to mention how the strength of the man in front of them was compared to that of Ye Fan.
But this pretending skill undoubtedly crushed Ye Fan under his feet.
At least, in terms of momentum, Ye Fan was defeated compared to him.
"To have this kind of courage, this person's strength should not be weaker than Ye Fan."
"It looks like there's going to be a good show."
Trembling with fear, the crowd all hid in the spirit of watching the fun from afar with great interest.
However, no one noticed that ever since this middle-aged man had appeared, Michael, who was in the crowd . Jones, had been frowning, his eyes staring at the middle-aged man incessantly.
Puzzled, as if he was pondering something.
Red lips quivered, and his mouth even kept chanting and whispering under his breath.
"Heavenly King..."
"The Indians?"
...
"The strength is at least at the level of a master ..."
...
Mike . Jones' eyebrows were heavy, and the information messages about the martial arts of the Indian Country swept through his mind, one by one.
Until, a person's name, like a blinding flash of light, quietly surfaced in his mind .
At that time, Mike . Jones, his face then changed drastically, his eyes filled with panic, and finally even lost his voice and shouted out.
"Could he... He's the supreme god of the martial arts of the Indian Country, the Indian King, Burning Heaven!"
Boom.
In the split second that Mike. In the split second when the words fell, it was only like a boulder falling into the sea, raising a thousand layers of giant waves.
The original silence of the world, instantly boiling.
The crowd behind him also exploded with it.
"What?"
"You're saying that he's that legendary demonic genius born in the five hundred years of the Indian Kingdom, the number one strongest of the South Asian countries, the King of the Indians, Burning Sky?"
"Oh my God!"
"This... How is this possible?"
"These peerless powerhouses on the Heavenly Rankings, how... How did they appear here?"
The crowd had completely exploded, and many people were all horrified.
They were all staring at the seemingly ordinary middle-aged man in front of them with wide eyes, incredulous.
In their hearts, they were even closer to whipping up waves of shock.
It was simply hard for them to believe that a small battle for the Primordial Fruit would attract a feudal powerhouse?
Still, these, the world-renowned, world-shaking Heavenly Ranking Supreme Powers.
One had to know that before this, they had thought that this trip to the Amazon Rainforest was just a battle between the entry-level strongmen.
Previously, seeing a battle at the level of a martial arts master, the crowd present had already felt unimaginable and fortunate in three lifetimes.
However, they never expected that things would develop to the point where even a Sealed Master would appear?
It was as if a battle of a hundred people had broken out between two small, pocket-sized countries with a population of less than 100,000.
Yet, halfway through the battle, one of the sides actually detonated a nuclear bomb?
I'll be damned!
What the fuck is this?
For a few small Yuan Spirit Fruits, even the title powerhouses were out in force?
This Indian martial art is a bit too petty and shameless, isn't it?
This was a title clan master.
To the title clerics, they were a piece of shit that would rot when stepped on.
This was a complete dimensional reduction blow.
Who could hold out on this?
However, as some people in the crowd trembled and shrieked, there were naturally some people who were extremely unfamiliar with Burning Heaven.
For example, Lu Hua and Lu Yanxi.
"Kong Lao, who is the Incendiary Sky King?"
"Is it great?"
Lu Yanxi's eyebrows were puzzled as he looked at Kong Ming and asked in a low voice.
Kong Ming's face was as heavy as water, but he nodded heavily at Lu Yanxi's question.
"Before the Sun Country's Moon Reading Heavenly God was revived, the most powerful person in the entire Asian continent, recognized in the martial world, was our Yan Xia's War God, Ye Qingtian."
"And the second ranked one is this Indian Heavenly King!"
What?
Second in Asia?
The Pillar God of War, second only to Yan Xia?
Hearing this, Lu Yanxi and Lu Hua both drew a breath of cold air.
Although, before inquiring, from the tone of everyone's voice, they knew that this Burning Sky was a not bad and strong person.
However, they did not expect it to be so strong, second only to the War God.
Wouldn't that mean that there were five of the six pillars of Yan Xia, and they were all below this Incendiary Sky King in strength.
However, Kong Ming's words didn't end after saying all of this, but continued to speak.
"The most powerful aspect of this Incipient Heavenly King isn't this."
"Rather, it's that he created a record."
"He was the first and only person in the world who stepped from a clan master to a title clan master in thirty years."
"Back then, the War God, in fifty years, went from being a mere mortal to achieving a title."
"But, that hurdle from clan master to title, the War God took thirty-five years."
"And he, on the other hand, only took thirty years."
"Of course, it took him thirty years to enter the Ancestor's realm back then. From first entering the martial path to achieving the title, it adds up to far more than the War God's fifty years."
"So, overall, it's still the War God's talent that's superior."
"However, to be able to cross the barrier of being a title grandmaster for thirty years, this achievement is enough to make it a sensation in the world martial dao world."
Kong Ming was still speaking, but Lu Yanxi and Lu Hua were already trembling madly, their hearts finding it difficult to calm down for a long time.
The gaze that looked at the middle-aged man was more than a little fearful and respectful.
"But... But Kong Lao, if he is so powerful, why is he not well known in our Yan Xia Martial Dao? Few people have talked about this second strongest man in Asia either." Lu Hua asked in confusion.
It was reasonable to say that they should have heard about such a strong person among the neighboring countries.
However, after so many years of crawling around in the Yan Xia Martial Dao World, they had never heard of any of the glory of the Indian Heavenly King, which had to be somewhat bizarre.
Hearing this, Kong Ming suddenly became emotional and clenched his hands abruptly.
"We, Yan Xia, of course no one will mention him!"
"Because, his name, to my Yan Xia Martial Dao, is shame, hatred, endless humiliation and unbearable memories!"
Chapter 1312
"Do you remember, thirty years ago in the Amazon rainforest, the tragedy of our Yan Xia Martial Dao?"
"The Martial Hall has sent five strong men to America to participate in the looting of the Origin Spirit Fruit."
"Each of these five people were talents and pillars that my Yan Xia Martial Dao had devoted its efforts to cultivating, and one of them was even the personal disciple of a certain pillar powerhouse, and the one who had the best hope of achieving the title of Master in fifty years."
"But as a result, three of those five were killed on the spot, and the other two, even though they were fortunate enough to escape back to Yanxia alive, were so badly injured that they had already injured their foundation, and even if they survived in the future, their martial arts future was ended."
"And one of the three that was killed was the personal disciple of the Pillar Kingdom's strongest man."
"And the executioner who massacred my Yan Xia Martial Dao powerhouse is this Burning Sky!"
"At that time, he had yet to become a title."
"Just a few years after he stole the Origin Fruit from our Yan Xia, his strength soared, and he eventually achieved the title, dominating South Asia and ranking in the Heavenly Ranking."
"And now, even more so, he has become the martial leader of the Indian country and even the South Asian countries."
Some histories are heavy and humiliating to tell.
Yet, it cannot be forgotten!
Yanxia, a great nation and country that can stand in the world for 5,000 years and is immortal, the reason why it has never broken through the ages is because of his countrymen, who do not forget humiliation, history and lessons.
Again and again in the midst of tribulation and setbacks, like a phoenix bathing in fire, nirvana is reborn.
At that time, this slaughter of Yanxia martial artists by Burning Heaven caused quite a stir in the Yanxia Martial Dao world, though.
However, martial dao strife is inherently like this.
The strong would live and the defeated would die.
All those who participated in the robbery of the Origin Spirit Fruit should have the awareness of death.
Therefore, even though the Yan Xia Martial Dao was angry again in its heart, it couldn't openly vent it out.
Because this was the rule.
All grudges stop at the Americas.
After returning home, one could not crusade against other countries on the grounds of losses above the Americas.
This was a consensus reached by the martial dao of all countries.
Naturally, the strongest of the Pillars of Yan Xia would not be able to use this as an excuse to have the martial arts of the Indian country hand over people.
The only thing they could do was just to keep this grudge in their hearts and spew it out when the time came.
"So it's him~"
"This son of a bitch, last time, with the strength of a clan master, yet he posed as an Entering Transformation powerhouse to participate in the robbery of the Origin Fruit."
"This time, it's even more brazen."
"He's already a Sealed Sect Master himself, but he's still here to participate in robbing the treasure from us Intoxication powerhouses."
"The Martial Dao of the Indian Country, no matter how strong or weak they are, they really are a bunch of goods that don't want Bi Lian~"
Lu Hua gritted his teeth and cursed angrily after learning that the person in front of him was the murderer of the Yan Xia martial artists for thirty years.
"Lu Hua, be careful what you say~"
"You don't want to live?"
"If he were to hear it, the three of us, I'm afraid none of us would be able to leave."
Hearing Lu Hua's words, Kong Ming's face paled as he quickly snapped.
But fortunately, the attention of Lei Luo and the other powerful Indians were on Ye Fan, and no one paid attention to their few minor characters.
"However, this Ye Fan, I'm afraid it's dangerous~"
At this time, Kong Ming suddenly turned his head to look at the lonely and lonesome skinny young man before the cave, and a dense sense of sadness and regret rose in his heart.
Back then, a peerless genius from Yan Xia had fallen into the hands of this Burning Heaven.
Today, was it going to be a tragedy all over again?
And while Kong Ming and the others felt sorry in their hearts, the crowd around them looked at Ye Fan with all the pity they could muster.
"It's over!"
"That kid is finished."
"He's dead~"
"Under the title, Gryphon is inferior to ants."
"What's more, still he's facing the world-shaking, South Asia-ridden Indian Heavenly King now."
"Such a strong man, raising his hands and feet is feared to have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth."
"Even if it's a grandmaster, it's probably just cannon fodder under him."
Under the cave, many people said in astonishment.
There was the excitement of seeing a title clan master, the uncertainty of seeing an unparalleled powerhouse, and of course, the pity and regret for the young man standing before the cave house.
Thinking before, many people still felt that the middle-aged man in front of them was too arrogant and pretentious to directly let Ye Fan kill himself with his sword without saying a word.
But now, it seemed that it wasn't arrogant or pretentious at all.
Rather, it was confidence, the confidence of the most own powerful strength.
And he didn't need to pretend at all.
Because, people were already awesome!
The name of the Indy Heavenly King alone, pronounced, was a thousand pounds.
It was precisely because of this that the crowd felt that the young man in front of the Indian Heavenly King, Burning Heaven, had no chance of survival at all.
After all, no matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he was only a Sect Master.
Even if he was the strongest martial dao master in the world, he would still be vulnerable in front of a title clan master.
"Haha~"
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, didn't expect that, did you?"
"Do you really think you can walk across the room just because you're a clan master?"
"Unfortunately, there is a heaven outside the sky."
"In front of me, the Heavenly King of the Indian Kingdom, you are a dragon, but you can only lie down and wait for death."
Among the crowd, Lei Luo laughed in an arrogant voice.
That arrogant laugh was full of wantonness.
For the words of the crowd, Ye Fan naturally heard them.
He looked at Burning Sky and coldly said, "You are the King of the Indian Heaven?"
"The martial leaders of the South Asian nations?"
Burning Sky smiled lightly, "Now that we know, let's do it as soon as possible."
"I don't want to waste too much time on Pussycats and Dogs."
Burning Sky looked at the sword beneath Ye Fan's feet, urging Ye Fan to extinguish himself as soon as possible.
At this point, it was clear that he was a little less patient in his words.
However, a few seconds passed, and to Burning Heaven's displeasure, this Yan Xia boy in front of him did not have the slightest intention to do anything at all, and still stood there calmly, not moving in the slightest.
"Well?"
"Why don't you do it yet?"
"Could it be that you really want my king to do it himself?"
"By then, you're afraid that you won't be able to keep a whole body!"
Morbid voices quietly sounded.
In the words, there was even endless killing intent raging.
If it was an outsider, I'm afraid that they would have been scared out of their wits under this drink from Burning Heaven.
But Ye Fan, on top of his clear and beautiful face, did not show any fear, but instead, he shook his head and laughed.
His laughter, with a few points of three, three points of contempt.
So much so, that it fell extraordinarily harsh to Burning Heaven's ears.
"Junior, what are you laughing at?"
"You're dying and you're still laughing?"
Burning Heaven suppressed his anger, but his face was no longer as calm and relaxed as it had been initially, and had become a bit more indignant and gloomy.
Obviously, Ye Fan's words at this point had angered him.
But Ye Fan didn't care in the slightest, still shaking his head and smiling, "Burning Heaven is it, don't you think that you think too high of yourself and too small of me?"
"You have no idea what kind of being is standing in front of you at this point."
Chapter 1313
"Also, although you are ranked on the Heavenly List."
"But sorry, a person who stepped into the title by dirty tricks is not worthy to stand here and speak to me."
Ye Fan's words were indifferent and low, as if a breeze was sweeping and quietly sounding between the mountains and forests of this side.
But it was precisely Ye Fan's breezy words that fell upon the ears of Kong Ming and the others, but they were like thunder, creating waves of shock in the hearts of the crowd in an instant.
The crowd present was close to going crazy from Ye Fan.
"Fuck!"
"Brakes him, right?"
"Is this Yan Xia teenager crazy?"
"How dare you speak like that to the Indigo King?"
"Does he really not know how to live?"
....
"It's idiotic in general!"
"Doesn't he know that the King of the Indians is a title master?"
"He's just a martial arts master, but he dares to speak out against the Heaven's List?"
....
Many people only felt numb at the time.
They looked at Ye Fan as if they were looking at an idiot.
Thanks to them, they had previously thought that this Yan Xia teenager was young and promising and would become a great talent in the future.
But now, it seemed that they were the ones who thought too much.
"An arrogant and arrogant idiot like this who doesn't know how to live or die, I'm afraid that he will hardly achieve anything great in the future."
"Even if they don't die today, they'll surely die in the afterlife someday!"
Among the crowd, the people were watching Ye Fan from afar, but they were secretly commenting.
Even Lu Yanxi, all the previous awe and admiration for Ye Fan had disappeared.
What she liked, was a powerful and excellent genius young man, not an arrogant and arrogant idiot who didn't know how to live.
Yes, today's Ye Fan was no different from an idiot in the eyes of everyone.
Even Mike . Jones and other lofty youngsters who had the back of Truman, knew how to judge the situation and be able to yield.
But Ye Fan, in the face of the title grandmaster, still didn't know how to restrain himself and even spoke out.
Such actions were undoubtedly asking for death.
"Hey~"
"It's too juvenile after all."
Kong Ming shook his head and sighed.
He no longer had hope for Ye Fan.
Everyone knew very well that the moment Ye Fan had said what he had just said, he had no way to live.
In the martial world, there was a saying that a clan master could not be insulted.
A title grandmaster, undoubtedly even more so!
Humiliate this, die.
As expected, the originally quite calm Incipient Heaven King Burning Heaven, the anger in his old eyes had been unleashed without concealment.
"Kid, do you know that you are now playing with fire?"
"This king has been open and honest all his life, how can he allow a junior like you to speak nonsense and blood in this place!"
Burning Heaven returned with an angry voice.
"Haha~"
Evan then laughed.
"Throughout life? Bright and open?"
"Burning Sky, don't you blush yourself when you say these things?"
"I ask you, thirty years ago, also in this land of America."
"But the powerful Indians led by you, Burning Sky, faked an alliance while sneaking around in secret?"
"Using despicable means to attack and kill my Yan Xia Martial Dao powerhouse and snatch away the Origin Fruit?"
Before the cave, the sound of Ye Fan's eerily cold laughter echoed.
And, with each sentence that Ye Fan said, his body's momentum became a few points stronger.
Until the end, Ye Fan had been as imposing as an abyss.
He stepped forward and drank again in an angry voice.
"Burning Heaven, I ask you again, fifty years ago, when your teacher was seriously injured, but it was you who deceived your teacher, exterminated your teacher's entire family, and stole his unheralded technique?"
What?
Hearing this, Burning Heaven changed color abruptly.
His pupils that looked at Ye Fan shrank abruptly.
However, Ye Fan's words did not rest.
His eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he drank again. Thunder exploded, and this heaven and earth then trembled.
"I ask you one last time, ten years ago, on the anniversary of your master, was it you who set up a feast and lured your sister Yue Yao to appear with the intention of killing her in the name of a sacrifice?"
"A person like you who deceives his ancestors, harms his fellow disciples, and is insane is worthy to spout nonsense in this Dragon Lord?"
Ye Fan was full of pride and ice.
The monstrous voice and burning words were only like golden stones falling to the ground, throwing a sound that shook the entire world.
At first, when the Indian Heavenly King heard Ye Fan's crusade, he only felt a sense of anger at being offended.
However, later on, when he heard from Ye Fan about the things he had done to bully his master and destroy his fellow disciples, the face of the Indian Heavenly King immediately changed.
Because, apart from him, everyone who knew about these things had died out.
But now, he actually heard it from a Yan Xia junior, would the Indy Heavenly King not be shocked?
"You... . who the hell are you?"
"How do you know these things?"
"Could it be that you're also a member of the Heaven's Path? Or maybe you're the heir to that old thing, too."
"No, no."
"Looking at your age, you're in your early twenties."
"And thirty years ago, that old thing was already slaughtered by me, so you can't be his successor."
"Who the hell are you?"
"You're a Yan Xia junior, why do you know so much about the martial dao of my country of India."
"Also, when I attacked and killed that woman, only I was present, so there's no way anyone would know."
The Burning Heaven at this time was clearly in a bit of a panic.
It was as if a well-dressed hypocrite had had all his disguises removed.
His eyes stared at Ye Fan with deadly stare, and he couldn't stop asking questions.
However, when Burning Sky finished these words, a flash of thought flashed through his mind, as if, he had guessed something.
"I know, it must be that woman, it was that senior sister of mine who told you."
"That time of the siege, I had a plan, but I still let her escape."
"After that, I searched for him for ten years, but I searched long and hard to no avail."
"Now it seems that she escaped to Yan Xia."
"Bastard, if you don't want to die, tell me right away where she is!"
"Just tell me!"
In everyone's heart, there were things that they didn't want anyone to know.
And what Ye Fan was saying at this time was undoubtedly the deepest secret buried in Burning Heaven's heart.
Bullying the ancestors, brutalizing fellow disciples, slaughtering the entire family of his mentor.
If any of these things were to get out, it would undoubtedly be a great stain on Burning Heaven's glorious and majestic image.
But now, he was even stripped out of his underpants by this Yanxia youth in front of him.
One could imagine how furious and insane Burning Sky was at this time.
"Shut up!"
"A beast like you is also worthy of being Yue Yao's senior brother?"
Ye Fan sternly drank, suppressing endless anger and killing intent within his majestic drink.
Yes, just as Burning Sky had expected.
The reason why he knew so much about these dirty things of Burning Sky was precisely from his former senior sister, Yue Yao
mouth.
And Yue Yao, after escaping from death under the Indian Heavenly King back then, due to various reasons, she worshipped under Ye Fan's Dragon God Temple.
"I had promised her that when I was done with the Chu Clan, I would bring her to the Indian Kingdom in person to clean up the mess for her."
"But now it seems that there is no need to wait."
"Since we meet today, then this Dragon Lord, will settle this matter for Yao'er."
"At the same time, for the sake of my Yan Xia Martial Dao, put an end to scum like you!"