A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1471

 Before coming here, Ye Fan actually did not intend to have a direct falling out with the Martial God Hall.


        Not to mention that he did not want to provoke the majesty of the Martial God Hall.


        He came here with only one purpose, and that was to kill the Lu family's father and son.


        Although, because of the matter of the Lu family, Ye Fan also had an extremely bad impression of the Martial God Hall.


        But Ye Fan also knows that the Martial God Hall is different from the Lu family, he can flatten the Lu family in a fit of rage, but he can't lay a hand on the Martial God Hall.


        The Martial God Temple is after all the highest authority of the martial dao of Yanxia, representing the majesty of a country.


        Once Ye Fan strikes against the Martial God Hall, it will definitely affect the whole body and have a great impact.


        Therefore, from the time he entered Yanshan, Ye Fan had been restraining.


        Before those martial artists who stopped him, Ye Fan only shook away, and did not kill.


        If Fist King and the others could honestly hand over the Lu family's father and son, Ye Fan naturally would not entangle with Fist King and the others.


        However, what Ye Fan did not expect was that these people in front of him would rather fall out with himself than refuse to hand over Lu Hua's father and son.


        And now, he even directly ordered to kill himself on the spot.


        Since this is the case, Ye Fan does not have to worry about anything.


        As a person in the world, Ye Fan has always had his own code of conduct.


        That is, those who kill, people will kill!


        Since they were already prepared to kill themselves, they should also have the awareness of being killed.


        Boom~


        At this moment, between the rivers of heaven, Ye Fan's monstrous anger still echoed.


        While the Fist Emperor's might was still gathering, Ye Fan's eyebrows and eyes also suddenly became as cold as frost.


        In his dantian, the Cloud Dao Heavenly Duel was running wildly.


        Beneath the tendons and veins, the monstrous power rushed like a river.


        At the top of Yan Mountain, Ye Fan's robe was windless.


        With the gathering of power, Ye Fan's entire aura was also climbing at a frightening speed.


        The Dragon God Body, too, blossomed abruptly in a moment.


        At this time, although Ye Fan, although the person did not move, but the radiation out of the majestic majesty, actually dense and majestic as if the abyssal sea.


        The earth beneath his feet, also under this might, inch by inch cracked.


        Yanshan between a group of martial artists, also feel the pressure.


        Only feel like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice!


        "This... This teenager, so strong might."


        "How does it feel, stronger than the Fist Emperor's might?"


        Between the Yan Mountains, the crowd was talking, and in their brows, they were all trembling with fear.


        Even the Sword Saint in front of him, after feeling this aura of Ye Fan's, ripples immediately rose in his deep pupils.


        Since Ye Fan became famous, the sword saint has never seen Ye Fan's strength.


        Now, although Ye Fan has not yet revealed his majesty. But as the saying goes, a glimpse of a spot to see the whole panther.


        From the aura released by Ye Fan at this moment, the strength of the young man in front of him, I'm afraid, is really not to be underestimated.


        "Hmph, just bluffing."


        "Today, this fist emperor, I have to beat you back to your original form!"


        Between the sky and the river, the fist emperor but a snort.


        And then, a majestic fist fell down violently.


        "Dragon Emperor Fist!"


        Boom~


        With a low shout, in the dark night, only a golden light was seen lighting up.


        As Mo Gucheng's fist fell, a golden dragon actually took shape under his hand instantly.


        After that, it swept towards Ye Fan's place with an unstoppable momentum.


        Nearly at the same time, Ye Fan's attack had also taken shape.


        As soon as he saw it, the great battle between the two great seals was about to be fought on the top of Yan Mountain.


        However, just at this moment, a majestic drink, surprisingly, under the Yan Mountain, quietly exploded.


        "Stop it all!"


        The sound under the mountains and rivers exploded, only like a thunder explosion.


        Mountains and rocks tremble in all directions, and grass and trees fly in all eight directions.


        The crowd here, under this drink, but also feel deafening, buzzing in the mind.


        Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~


        The sound of angry drink, a majestic figure descended from the sky.


        After appearing, two majestic palms struck one after another.


        One of the palms, and Ye Fan's attack booming clash, both annihilated.


        The other palm, on the other hand, clashed fiercely with the Fist Emperor's attack.


        Boom~


        After a huge sound, the Fist Emperor's Dragon Emperor's fist shadow collapsed.


        The Fist Emperor himself even let out a stifled grunt, and was directly shaken back several steps as his feet hit the earth.


        "War God, what are you doing?"


        "How dare you strike at me in order to defend a scum of the Yanxia Martial Dao?"


        The Sword Saint steadied himself, and after suppressing the undulating qi and blood in his heart, he immediately raised his head, his eyes red and veins rippling, and questioned angrily at the white-clothed man in front of him.


        Yes, at this time appeared in the land of Yanshan is no other person, is the Yanxia War God Ye Qingtian!


        Since the return of the Indian country, Ye Qingtian returned to his residence and did not come out of seclusion.


        Only in the last few days did he come out of seclusion.


        It was just in time that he learned of the changes in Jiangbei.


        Especially after learning the news that Ye Fan was still alive, Ye Qingtian was greatly shocked.


        Immediately, he ran to Yanshan without stopping his hoof.


        But what the God of War did not expect was that when he felt the Martial God Hall, what he saw was Yanxia's sealed powerhouse killing each other.


        "What are you asking me for?"


        "That's my turn to ask you!"


        "The land of Yan Mountain is my Yan Xia Martial Dao Holy Land."


        "And yet you are here killing each other, fighting among yourselves, aren't you afraid of being ashamed of the ancestors of my Yanxia Martial Dao? Aren't you afraid that word will get out and make the world laugh?"


        The God of War was furious and scolded angrily at the Fist Emperor and the others.


        "Old Ye, you don't have to accuse the Fist Emperor."


        "It was me who gave the order."


        "It was Ye Fan who put to death my Yanxia Pillar Kingdom first, and then slaughtered more than a hundred of my Yanxia martial artists in the land of West Lake. Not only that, more than a hundred members of the Lu family, both young and old, were killed by him."


        "This son has committed a heinous crime, and he does not know how to repent, and he even spoke badly to our Martial Hall.


        "If we don't get rid of this son today, he will be a great danger to the martial dao of Yanxia in the future."


        The Sword Saint suddenly stepped out and advised the War God in a deep voice.


        "What did you say?"


        "Ye Fan killed an Yanxia Seal?"


        "Is that true?"


        The War God paled when he heard this.


        Before he came, he only knew that something had happened over in Jiangbei, and it seemed to be related to Ye Fan, and he didn't even have time to ask about the exact matter, so he rushed over directly.


        Now after hearing these words of the Sword Saint, even the God of War could not remain calm.


        After all, the life and death of a sealed powerhouse was at stake.


        How could Ye Qingtian not be solemn?


        "Naturally, it is true!"


        "My Martial God Hall's recently enthroned Sealed Sovereign, Lu Songliang, was exterminated by him at the Sealed Feast."


        "In addition to that, all of the more than one hundred and thirty martial powerhouses who attended the meeting also died by his hands."


        "If you don't believe me, ask him yourself."


        The Sword Saint spoke coldly.


        Ye Qingtian immediately turned his head and looked at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, tell me, are these true?"


        "Did you really kill that many people?"


        Ye Qingtian stared at him and asked with some disbelief.


        At this moment, Ye Fan had long since withdrawn his power.


        Facing Ye Qingtian's questioning, Ye Fan replied in a deep voice: "They deserve to die."


        "Shut up!"


        "You brat, you still don't know how to repent even now!" The Fist Emperor shouted angrily, and then looked at Ye Qingtian.


        "God of War, you heard it too."


        "This country boy has already admitted to the heinous crime he committed."


        "Now, don't you still want to protect him?"


        "As the Yanxia War God, you always have to distinguish between right and wrong."