Chapter 1314
Before the cave, Ye Fan's majestic rage was like thunder rolling through the heavens.
It brought up wind waves that rolled up the sand in the sky.
"Crazy~"
"This teenager is crazy."
"Kong Ming, you Yanxia people, are you prevalent in madness?"
"He's a nameless teenager, and he dares to provoke the title clan master here?"
....
"Oh my God!"
"I can't even think about it~"
These words of Ye Fan, however, scared the crowd numb.
One had to know that in the eyes of the crowd, the title clerics were almost comparable to gods.
Every single one of them was a guardian god that sheltered one side.
It was the symbol of a country's martial path, and even more so, the faith that countless martial artists sought and admired.
This kind of strong person was sacred and inviolable at the time.
But now, a young man who was only twenty years old was openly calling out to it.
This was like a mere mortal, going to provoke the gods.
If this wasn't looking for death what was this?
"Madman, this is a madman."
"Kong Lao, let's run."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll be killed by this fool as well!"
As the crowd trembled, Lu Hua had already peed himself.
They had known Ye Fan for not a day or two.
They knew that Ye Fan had a lonely and arrogant personality.
However, they didn't know that Ye Fan was so arrogant that he was even barking at the title clan master.
When the title was angry, it was no longer a matter of words to ambush a million corpses and shed a thousand miles of blood.
Of course, if Ye Fan was dead, he was dead, and Lu Hua was eager for Ye Fan to die.
However, he was afraid that this Burning Heaven would implicate them again in his anger.
After all, Ye Fan was from Yanxia.
There was no guarantee that this Burning Sky, just like thirty years ago, would kill all Yan Xia martial artists.
It was a wonder that Lu Hua and the others weren't afraid.
"Mm."
"You're right, things are beyond our control now."
"To be on the safe side, let's retreat first."
"Yan Xi, go~"
Kong Ming and the others couldn't care less about seeing Ye Fan's final outcome, so they turned around and started to run out.
Actually, there was no need to watch.
There was no chance of Ye Fan surviving if he messed with the Sealed Master.
However, on the way to retreat, Kong Ming began to use the satellite phone to contact the Yan Xia Martial God Temple.
In this dense forest, there might not be any communication signal coverage.
However, Kong Ming and the others had prepared before coming, so naturally there was a way to contact the country.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hello, this is the Martial God Temple."
"Excuse me, there's ....."
From the phone, came the unhurried voice of the Martial Shrine staff.
"Hey peat ah!"
"A hundred thousand dollars."
"Quick, get the phone to the Sword Saint, no, to the God of War."
"I want to speak to the God of War myself."
"Hurry up~"
On this end of the phone, Kong Ming was red-eyed and anxious, shouting at the man in an almost hysterical manner.
However, Kong Ming's idea of talking directly to the War God and others was undoubtedly unrealistic.
In the end, he told this Martial Temple staff member about the appearance of the Indian Heavenly King in the Amazon Forest and the danger to Ye Fan, so that he could convey it to the Martial Temple's top management.
A few minutes later.
The summoned Hao Tian Clan Master, Fist King and the others arrived at the Martial God Temple.
"Sword Saint, what's wrong, is something wrong?"
After entering the main hall, the Boxer asked in confusion when he saw the Sword Saint's heavy side face.
You know, being in their position, there were basically very few things that could make them so gloomy.
"We'll talk about it later, where's the War God?"
"Not here yet?"
The Sword Saint looked and saw that there was no figure of the War God and asked.
"It's already on its way, it should be soon."
Hao Tian Clan Master Tang Hao replied.
Ye Qingtian was different from them after all, the three of them were the resident temple masters of the Martial God Temple and needed to sit all the time. Ye Qingtian, on the other hand, was freer, and he basically didn't stay here unless there was a big event.
In the midst of the conversation, a gust of wind swept through outside the temple.
Immediately afterwards, a white-clothed figure flashed like a fly.
"Sword Saint, what has happened?" After entering the door, the War God also asked directly.
During the phone call just now, the Sword Saint had acted so solemnly that the God of War had to be worried.
"It's over there in America, something has happened."
"I've just received news that there is a Sealed Master, appearing in the Amazon Rainforest." The Sword Saint said in a deep voice.
The God of War laughed at the news, but the original worry dissipated.
"I thought it was something, so it was this."
"There's no need to worry, this time, we have Ye Fan sitting here in Yan Xia."
"With Ye Fan's strength, even if you can't beat an ordinary title master, it's perfectly fine to defend yourself,"
Ye Qingtian said as he picked up a cup of water and drank tea with a light breeze, as if he was confident in Ye Fan.
After all, he had personally tested Ye Fan's strength.
Although it didn't hold up to his punch, the strength that Ye Fan showed on that day had barely reached the threshold of being a Sealed Sect Master.
Unless he was a Heavenly Ranking Grandmaster, he wouldn't even pose a threat to Ye Fan's life.
Ignoring Ye's words, the Sword Saint continued, "It's Burning Sky."
"He appeared in the Amazon Rainforest again."
Snap~.
The water cup slipped from Ye Qingtian's hand and fell to the ground, shattering.
"Are you saying that the Indian Heavenly King, Burning Heaven, has also gone to the American continent?"
"Just to rob the Yuan Spirit Fruit?"
Ye Qingtian's appearance had completely chilled.
The name Burning Heaven represented shame and hatred to the Yan Xia Martial Dao.
Even Ye Qingtian could hardly take it lightly.
"It's hard to say if it's for the Origin Spirit Fruit, but at this time, Ye Fan should be in danger."
"By the time I got the news, Ye Fan should have already confronted the Indian Heavenly King." The Sword Saint said in a deep voice.
"Foolish!"
"This Ye Fan is so stupid, he simply doesn't know how to live or die."
"Do you really think that just because you've received a peerless title, you're really peerless in the world? You're so arrogant that you're fighting with the Indy King?"
"That's a Heaven's List powerhouse, ranked second only to Old Ye in Asia."
"This time, I think he's in trouble."
"What did I say before?"
"This young man, he's too young and too green. Even though he is barely strong enough to be sealed, his heart is far from enough to qualify for the Martial God Hall."
"You all didn't listen to the advice at first, what happens now?"
"A strong man from the Yan Xia Pillar Country was slaughtered just a few days after he entered the Martial God Hall."
"If word got out, wouldn't our Martial God Hall, our Yan Xia Martial Dao, become a joke?"
The Boxing King was furious and said coldly.
This Ye Fan stole his son's place, the Boxing King naturally didn't treat Ye Fan well.
"Alright, Lonely City, in the future, this kind of horseshit should be said less."
"What matters now is, what to do next."
"This Ye Fan, to save or not to save?"
"Save an ass!" The Boxer directly cursed, "Let him die on his own, we didn't make his identity public anyway, and we're the only ones who know about him being sealed with the title. After he dies, we'll completely seal this news off."
"In this way, we will be able to preserve the face of our Martial God Temple." The Champion was already starting to think of a way out.
However, at this time, Ye Qingtian is just getting up and leaving."
"Martial God, where are you going?" The Sword Saint and others asked.
"Go to America and kill the Indian King."
Chapter 1315
That night, above the Yanshan Airport, an airplane would welcome the night and disappear into the void.
Phew~
The butterfly wings tore through the void at a speed so fast that they pulled out a phantom under the night.
Inside the cabin, the War God's brows and eyes were icy cold, and his gaze was as harsh as a blade.
At this time, the American continent, which was ten thousand miles away, was still dusk.
The fiery red sun wheel hung high above the heavens and earth.
The dazzling red color was like the blood sprinkled by the remaining sun.
Looking down from above, the vast Amazon rainforest, just like a flood beast, stretches across this ancient land.
At this time, those diurnal beasts were beginning to return to their nests to rest.
The rainforest, which had been noisy for a day, welcomed a brief calm.
The nearest city to the rainforest, Manaus, had also entered the nightlife early.
Pedestrians come and go on the road, some are people who have just finished work, some are students returning home from school, and some are tourists who have come to experience the exotic atmosphere.
Everything was so quiet and peaceful.
However, the citizens living here, but simply do not know, at the moment in the place thousands of miles away from them, what kind of war is going on.
Deep in the rainforest, on the island in the heart of the lake.
The battle between Ye Fan and the Incendiary King had undoubtedly started.
Before the battle had even started, the crowd only thought that Ye Fan was crazy and an idiot who didn't know how to live or die.
With his strength, he was bound to not be able to survive a single move under the Incendiary Sky King.
However, the truth was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectation.
Not only did Ye Fan block the first wave of the Indy Heavenly King's attack, but he also did not lose ground at all.
"This... This..."
"How is this possible?"
"How could this Yan Xia teenager be able to block the might of the seal?"
"Could it be that he also has the power of a title cleric?"
At this moment, many people were already confused.
Dead-eyed and incredulous, they looked at the teenager who was resisting hard against the Indian Heavenly King's punches front and back, yet he was not down in the slightest.
One had to know that at Ye Fan's age, having the power of a clan master was already an extremely rare thing in the entire world martial world, a genius demon that was hard to produce in a hundred years.
If, Ye Fan were to be a title clan master again, then it could be said that he would be a monster.
"Impossible!"
"This Ye Fan, there's no way that he's a title clan master."
"At his age, even if he started cultivating martial arts from his mother's womb, it's already the limit for him to become a grandmaster, how can he still be a title?"
"Moreover, none of the six pillars of the Yan Xia Martial God Temple are Ye Fan."
"He is by no means a title clan master."
"It must be because my Indian Kingdom Heavenly King was careless and light-hearted and showed mercy, and that's why he let this punk escape."
"However, if he can hide for a moment, how can he hide for a lifetime?"
"Just wait, next I will be serious about the Indian Kingdom Heavenly King."
"Under the title, all are ants."
"Within three strokes, Lord Heavenly King, will surely crush that yellow-mouthed little boy, into a million pieces!"
While the crowd was unimaginable, the Indian martial artist Lei Luo was coldly speaking.
He clenched his teeth and clenched his hand, his vicious gaze staring at Ye Fan as if he were a viper.
He would never believe that a young man would be a title master.
He even less believed that a person could take twenty years to touch the heights that they would never be able to reach in their lifetime.
Therefore, the only answer was that the Indominus Burning Heaven didn't use his full strength.
"That's right, it must be that the Printed Sky King is taking the enemy lightly."
"I also think that Ye Fan can't possibly be a title clan master."
"A twenty year old seal?"
"Maybe."
"By no means!"
"Martial dao cultivation is all about the bottom line, and even the most demonic genius will need an overnight accumulation before he can step through the shackles and break into the clan."
"Twenty years, far from enough~"
Hearing these words from Lei Luo, the surrounding crowd also nodded in agreement, apparently believing that it was the Indian Heavenly King Burning Sky who had stayed back.
"Lord Heavenly King!"
"Don't hold back any longer."
"If we delay any longer Yan Xia's Pillar Nation's powerhouses might arrive as well."
"It's too late~"
"Please, Lord Heavenly King, with the force of thunder, kill that Yan Xia little child, quickly!"
....
"Please Lord Heavenly King, kill that Yan Xia junior, quickly!"
Behind them, Lei Luo and the others were anxiously urging, even shouting respectfully.
Hoo~
However, as soon as this Lei Luo's words fell, he only felt a strong wind sweeping across.
Immediately afterwards, Lei Luo and the others who were just there anxiously urging, were hit in the chest by this strong wind and flew out directly vomiting blood.
" If you don't want to die, just shut the f*ck up!"
The gloomy rage was only like thunder, exploding in the mountains and forests here.
No one could understand the state of mind of the Indian Heavenly King at this time.
Anger, trembling, amazement, confusion anxiety~
All kinds of emotions filled Burning Sky's heart.
At this time, Burning Heaven was already upset, and Lei Luo and the others were still shouting noisily like idiots, it was a wonder that Burning Heaven wasn't angry.
As expected, after Burning Heaven's anger, this side of the world was much quieter for a while.
All the people, even Lei Luo, the strongest of the Indians, were too frightened to breathe a word for fear of angering the two "immortals" in front of them.
However, Ye Fan and Burning Sky, after a short battle, there was a temporary truce.
Burning Sky raised his head, his gloomy eyes coldly looking ahead.
At this time, the Burning Sky undoubtedly no longer had the scorn and contempt that he had for Ye Fan, and what was there, was only an iron-like color of heaviness.
"Very well."
"Junior, you have managed to stir up my desire to fight."
"Although you have blocked the first wave of my king's attack, don't rejoice too soon."
"The confrontation just now was just an appetizer."
"The next one is the main course!"
As soon as the words of the Indy Heavenly King fell, only a loud piercing sound was heard.
Immediately afterwards, a seven-foot long blade appeared in the hands of the Indy King at some unknown time beneath the celestial river.
In the fierce wind, the Yin Heavenly King held the long blade in his hand, and his feet stepped on the heavens and earth.
The mournful sound, only as if from the ancient floods, resounded all around.
"Junior, eat my blade!"
Whoosh!
The long knives tore through the void, the green mane cutting through the long sky.
On the isolated island, Burning Sky wielded ten knives a second, cutting down the four directions in one cut.
In just an instant, the fierce blade strength was like a violent storm, beheading down towards Ye Fan without stopping.
"Is this it?"
Faced with this so-called main dish from Burning Heaven, Ye Fan still looked calm and even, shook his head with a light laugh.
Whoosh~
In the next moment, Ye Fan also moved.
The body was like a phantom shadow, swift as a stream of light.
If the overwhelming blade light was a storm.
But at this moment, Ye Fan is undoubtedly a leaf boat under the storm.
Let the wind and rain blow, he is unmoving.
Let ten thousand flowers fall, he leaves without touching his body.
He is the seagull flying in the storm, the snobbish canopy of thunder in the dark night.
He is the electricity, the light.
It's the ghost of the island, the misty ghost.
In the end, who would have thought that none of the thousands of knives wielded by the Burning Sky would ever be able to cut through him.
"This~"
"This~this~"
"Is this still human?"
The world, had gone quiet.
Everyone was startled in place, and all that remained in their minds was endless shock and trepidation.
Chapter 1316
"Son of a b*tch!"
"Don't hide if you can."
"You're a wimp."
"What kind of skill is hiding around?"
...
"If you're a man, you'll fight me in a righteous fight!"
"Come on, fight!"
"Otherwise, my king despises you!"
"I despise you~"
While everyone was trembling at Ye Fan's bizarre body technique, the Incendiary King burning in the depths was nearly mad.
The entire person was close to collapsing and freaking out!
He had been practicing martial arts for decades and had experienced thousands of battles, big and small, but there hadn't been a single time that he could be as suffocated as he was now.
Motherf*cker he had been hacking here for half a day, the pit was slashing against the air, and not a single slash was made on Ye Fan.
This undoubtedly made Burning Sky feel the suffocation and wimpiness of a punch on cotton.
"Son of a b*tch!"
"Fight me~"
"You're not a man if you don't fight."
"Come on~"
"War!"
Burning Heaven was also forced by Ye Fan to be completely helpless, and in the end, he didn't even care about his image as a strong man, and directly cursed at Ye Fan like a shrew.
Again, he was calling Ye Fan a son of a b*tch and saying that he was not a man and was a wimp.
For those who didn't know, they thought that it was some deep boudoir resentful woman who was cursing her man.
This also showed how devastated the Burning Heaven was nowadays.
Let him be a cultivator, let him have a monstrous means, but it was of no use.
This Ye Fan is just like a loach, and he has nowhere to release all of his brute strength, and in the end it's all fed to the air.
If this continued, Burning Sky felt that he would either end up exhausted or give a wimpy death.
"Damn it!"
"What kind of body technique is this jerk using?"
"You can't even do anything about the Heavenly King?"
Lei Luo and the others were also anxiously gritting their teeth, their old faces dark and gloomy.
The others were all filled with tremors as well.
"No wonder, this Yan Xia teenager provoked the Incendiary Sky King so much before, so this is what he's relying on."
"Mastering such a bizarre body technique, even if he's not as strong as Burning Heaven, he can indeed protect himself."
"It looks like this Ye Fan is going to use this method to walk the Incendiary Heavenly King to his death alive!"
Looking at the situation in front of them, many people were secretly commenting.
Although it was a bit tricky, even if Ye Fan won in the end, it was still a bit of a victory.
But all in all, the situation was tilting in Ye Fan's favor.
However, just when everyone thought that Ye Fan had used this method to wear out the Indian Heavenly King, who would have thought that Ye Fan, who had been dodging vertically and horizontally, suddenly stopped.
"Bastard, have the guts to stop dodging!"
"Act like a man and fight me upright."
"Come on~"
"Fight me!"
"Don't make me look down on you~"
At this time, Burning Sky was still red-eyed and roaring furiously.
This time, Ye Fan raised his head in a rare way, looked at Burning Sky and smiled proudly, "Good, as you wish!"
Boom.
The storm swept and the vigor was monstrous.
The moment Ye Fan's words fell, his momentum exploded abruptly.
In his dantian, the Cloud Dao Heavenly Determination was operating crazily.
On his tendons, countless strange lines were also instantly lit up.
In just an instant, Ye Fan had a golden light bathing his body, and his qi and blood rushed to the sky.
Behind him, a golden dragon silhouette even quietly surfaced.
The sound of a dragon and tiger roaring resounded through the valley.
Feeling this dense as if substantial blood and might, everyone was once again shocked, and a pair of eyes, even closer to staring out.
"This... Could this be..."
"Body refining martial arts?!"
"This guy has even mastered the Body Refining Technique?"
"My God, what is this teenager, where did he come from?"
Once, people thought that the power of a cleric was Ye Fan's greatest card.
However, what happened today broke everyone's evaluation of Ye Fan again and again.
Strange Body Technique, Body Refining Technique.
No matter what kind of secret art it was, it was extremely rare and precious in the martial world.
After all, there were too few body refining techniques and secret body arts existing in the Martial Dao world.
As the saying goes, rarity is precious.
Even a very common Body Technique or Body Tempering Technique would be scrambled by strong martial artists.
What's more, what Ye Fan was using nowadays was still a secret art that could compete with a title.
Even Yan Xia's Martial God Hall was afraid that it would never have this kind of heritage to be able to collect such a precious secret art.
For a time, the once unimpressive young man had undoubtedly become even more mysterious in the hearts of the crowd.
And in the midst of the crowd's fear, no one noticed that Mike . Jones, after seeing the Body Refining Technique displayed by Ye Fan, his eyes suddenly widened.
"This... This..."
"This is the Dragon God Body?"
"How does he know the Dragon God Body?"
"That's never going to happen!"
Mike . Jones stared with dead eyes, simply finding it hard to believe that their Chu Sect's supreme secret art was being displayed on a Yan Xia teenager.
The Dragon Mystic Art was only accessible and practiced by the Chu Sect Master for generations.
At first, Mike. Jones was fortunate enough to see the Chu Gate Master use it once, and this powerful body refining technique left an extremely deep impression on Mike. Jones was extremely impressed.
However, after the shock, Mike . Jones realized that what Ye Fan was using, and what their Chu Gate Master was using, seemed to be somewhat different.
"No, I remember that the original Gate Master's Dragon God Body was a Yin and Soft power."
"And this Ye Fan emits, but masculine power."
"The temperaments are quite different."
"This shouldn't be the Dragon God Body~"
Mike. Jones shook his head, his shock fading just a little as he saw the differences.
But Mike. Jones didn't know that the Dragon God Body was already divided into two bodies, yin and yang.
The one used by Ye Fan was naturally quite different from the one used by the Truman Gate Master.
But thinking about it, such a supreme secret technique, even with Chu Qi Tian's status and power in the Chu family, he hadn't been able to touch a bit of it for so many years, not to mention the lower status of Mike . Jones?
Boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion in front.
I saw that Ye Fan, whose Dragon God Body was fully opened, didn't hide this time.
Instead, he directly stepped into the sky in a primitive manner, the most violent stance.
With a heaven-breaking fist, he resisted the power of the Burning Heaven Saber!
Burning Heaven gave a disdainful sneer at the sight of it.
"Fleshly mortal, even daring to think of resisting the sword?"
"What an idiotic [pencils www.bequge.xyz] delusion!"
In between laughing, the Wild Blade in Burning Heaven's hand rose up against the wind.
Then, with a sharp and unstoppable momentum, it ruthlessly collided with Ye Fan's iron fist.
However, the expected sight of the knife cutting tofu did not appear.
Where the fist and the knife met, sparks burst out again instead.
It was as if, the knife was not cut on Ye Fan's hand, but on the gold and stone.
"This... This is impossible!!!"
Burning Heaven's face changed completely, and there was panic pervading over that majestic face.
For the first time in so many years, he panicked when he was fighting someone.
"Impossible things, more than enough?"
The storm swept and the leaves flew.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on Ye Fan's clear and calm side face.
Faced with the burning panic, Ye Fan only smiled back.
Then, it was the general attack of a storm, as if raindrops were pouring down on Burning Sky.
If the previous battle was Burning Sky's special performance.
Then next, it would be Ye Fan's personal solo show!
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