At the top of Yanshan Mountain, the bright moon was hanging high.
The faint moonlight, like water sprinkled down, enveloped the whole pine forest outside the mountain.
Outside the mountain gate, a young figure, but stepping on the mountain rocks, against the moonlight, walking alone.
The footsteps of the forward, stepping on the earth.
The low sound of footsteps, as if the demon's whisper, echoed in the whole night sky.
"Stand still."
"The Martial God Hall is an important place, idle people are strictly forbidden to enter!"
Outside the mountain gate, the guards, seeing the strange person appearing in front of them, immediately scolded vigilantly.
However, in the face of the scolding of the guards, the figure was as if he did not hear, and his footsteps did not slow down half a minute.
"Stand still!"
"Didn't you hear?"
"One last warning."
"The Martial God Hall is an important place, no one is allowed to enter!"
"If your Excellency does not stop, do not blame our fists and feet for being merciless?"
Seeing that the other party had actually ignored their words, these people guarding the mountain were instantly sulking in their hearts.
Although they were only the grassroots security personnel of the Martial God Hall, they were, after all, the official establishment of the Martial God Hall, which was under the foot of the Son of Heaven and subordinate to the highest authority of the martial dao in China.
On weekdays, when people outside see them, they are treated with respect and courtesy.
But this person in front of him ignored, this is undoubtedly a serious trampling on their pride and dignity.
However, even though they have said their words to such an extent, the person in front of them still did not respond.
"How dare you!"
"You're shameless, aren't you?"
"Second and third, let's go together."
"Catch him on the spot, beat him up, and throw him down the mountain!"
Under the mountain gate, these men on guard were also completely enraged.
They shouted loudly and immediately pulled themselves up from the ground.
With their fists or legs, their attacks were like rivers rushing towards the front.
However, what made these people tremble incomparably was that their attacks fell on the young man, but did not shake him in the slightest.
As if, the stone into the sea, did not make any waves at all.
"This... This... How is this possible?"
Seeing the scene in front of them, the men on guard were directly dumbfounded.
Their eyes were wide, and their old eyes were filled with trembling and sweating.
"You... You... Who the hell are you?"
In horror, the men on guard asked in fear.
However, the only thing that responded to them was the low and heavy footsteps.
Until the young man raised his head and revealed a pair of cold eyes as cold as ice.
Immediately after that, a bellowing voice containing majesty and endless killing intent resounded throughout the top of Yan Mountain.
"Lu family father and son, get out and suffer death!"
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"Father and son of the Lu family, come out and suffer death~"
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"Come out and suffer death~"
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The shout was like thunder, echoing for a long time on the top of the mountain and river.
The earth trembled and the rocks crumbled.
The entire Yan Mountain between, there are wild storms rise.
As if a pot of boiling water, the originally silent night of Yan Mountain actually boiled in a moment.
Under this drink, the entire mountain gate directly exploded.
Those guards, one by one, were hit hard.
All spitting blood, fly backwards out!
The harsh screams echoed throughout the valley.
Outside the Martial God Hall, the Sword Saint and other people who were seeing off the Fist King, after hearing this drink, they all changed color.
Especially Lu Hua and Lu Zi Ming, father and son, after hearing these words, they were so frightened that their souls nearly flew away, and finally their legs went limp, and they actually spread out on the ground directly.
"This... This... This is, Ye... Ye Fan?"
Lu Hua stared dead in disbelief and shouted in disbelief.
He had never dreamed that Ye Fan would have the guts to really come to Yanshan and kill him?
Earlier on the phone, Lu Zi Ming and his father did not care about what Ye Fan said.
They only thought that Ye Fan was deliberately scaring them.
After all, Yanshan was a martial arts holy land in China, the highest martial arts power center in the country.
They always felt that even if Ye Fan had eaten his heart and leopard's guts, he would never dare to come to Yanshan alone to hunt them down.
This is a big disrespect to the Martial God Hall, a trampling on the dignity of the entire Chinese martial dao.
But now it seems that they have missed the mark.
However, when you think about it, a young man who can step into the Seal Realm at this age, what he does, how can he be judged by common sense?
He is a madman!
A reckless madman!
"Fist King, Sword Saint, that's him."
"He is Ye Fan."
"This is the devil, this executioner, who killed my grandfather and slaughtered more than a hundred people from my Lu family."
"Now, he still wants to come to Yan Mountain to hunt down and kill both of us, father and son."
"Please, three temple masters, must give justice to our Lu family, to our father and son."
Lu Zi Ming kneeled and submitted to the ground again, with endless trepidation and hatred, and worshipped the Fist Emperor and the others in misery.
"This bastard kid, he's really arrogant."
"Killing people have come here?"
"It seems that he really didn't put our Martial God Hall in his eyes."
Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng clenched his palms, and there was an endless surge of profuse anger in his brows and eyes.
The Sword Saint did not say anything, but looking at his face that was as heavy as water, it was also enough to see the sulking and displeasure in his heart.
"How many years has it been since the Chu Sect catastrophe, it is the first time that my Martial God Hall has been invaded by force."
After a moment of silence, the Sword Saint suddenly laughed coldly.
"Let's go, go and meet this legendary young man of my China."
The Sword Saint waved his hand, and then he led the Fist Emperor and Tang Hao both, towards the mountain gate.
Indeed, from the time Ye Fan was given the seal until now, among the entire group of powerful people in the Martial God Hall, the only two people who had really come into contact with Ye Fan were War God Ye Qingtian and Tang Hao.
As for the Fist Emperor and the Sword Saint, they had not seen this Ye Fan until the very beginning.
Previously, they had thought of summoning Ye Fan after he finished his mission in America.
But unexpectedly, now their first meeting was going to be in this way.
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At the foot of Yan Mountain, Ye Fan's angry voice still echoed.
The mountain rocks trembled and the wind and sand rose in all directions.
The sound of anger, Ye Fan eyebrows ice cold, along the stone steps stepping up.
Everywhere along the way, a large number of guards from the Martial God Hall came to stop him.
However, how would these people be able to stop Ye Fan's majesty?
Under the might of the Peerless Patriarch, a group of strong people were swept away in an instant, just like leaves in the wind.
At this moment, Ye Fan's face was expressionless and his eyebrows were icy cold.
The whole person is like a demon god reincarnated, people blocking the way to kill, Buddha blocking the way to kill Buddha, the Chinese martial arts holy land, in Ye Fan's eyes, only like no one's realm.
In just a few breaths, Ye Fan even took 91 steps and directly rushed to the bottom of the Martial God Hall.
"That's enough!"
"Don't you stop yet?!"
"My Chinese martial arts shrine is not a place for you to do whatever you want?"
"Patriarch Wushuang, if you act like this, do you want to be an enemy of my Chinese martial art and my Martial God Temple?"
"Are you really not afraid of being listed as a public enemy of the martial dao of China by the Martial God Hall and being killed by our joint efforts, leaving a stench for thousands of years?"