"Say it, will you hand it over, or not?"
Chu Yuan had already walked up to Ye Fan not far away, and he asked coldly as he stood tall.
In fact, with Chu Yuan's skills, he could have taken Ye Fan's life directly with one blow just now.
But he did not.
Was it mercy?
Of course not.
Although Ye Fan had a bloodline relationship with him, and was still related to him as a grandfather and grandson.
However, the Chu family was so big, and there were even more grandchildren in Chu Yuan's generation.
Even if they were his own children and grandchildren, Ye Fan was by no means the only one.
What's more, he had never acknowledged Ye Fan's identity at all, so naturally there was not the slightest hint of master-sonship to speak of.
The reason why he did not kill Ye Fan was because he coveted the complete version of the Cloud Dao Heavenly Jedi in his hand!
As long as he gets the complete version of the Cloud Dao Heavenly Jedi, when he looks around the world, he can really be fearless, and even ask for the legendary supreme realm with this. The world of the Cloud Dao Heavenly Jedi
However, in the face of Chu Yuan's words, Ye Fan ignored them.
He just struggled to drag his body and leaned against a huge rock with difficulty.
He didn't even look at Chu Yuan, instead he turned his head, at the top of this Chu Gate mountain, towards the distant east, and raised his eyes to look.
Half a lifetime of effort, ten years of planning, and in the end, he was still defeated.
Yes, just as Chu Yuan had said, the fight just now was undoubtedly Ye Fan's last card.
However, he had used all his strength to execute the Sixth Form of Cloud Dao Heavenly Destruction, but he had only injured Chu Yuan.
After seeing this result, Ye Fan already knew that he was defeated, completely defeated.
A total defeat!
However, Ye Fan had no regrets.
He had tried and done his best.
He had even come close to bringing down this so-called centuries-old family, a martial arts magnate, with a single person.
And now that he had lost, it was only God's will.
Even if he were to die under Chu Yuan today, Ye Fan would have no fear.
He had come here with the thought of dying at all costs.
There was always a death.
There was no regret in dying on the road to his dream.
However, he was only sorry for the people who loved him and the people he loved.
"Vertical son, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
Ye Fan's ignorance made Chu Yuan undoubtedly even angrier.
A ruthless slap was slapped out once again.
Ye Fan grunted as several mouthfuls of crimson poured out once again, and his tattered body fell to the ground.
But he still smiled, forcing himself to rise from the pain, and leaned against the boulder once more, looking through the roiling river to Yanxia, to Jiangdong, to where his home was.
There, there should be a warm and intoxicating girl leaning against the window, waiting for him to come home.
"Oooooo~"
"Little Brother Fan..."
Looking at the teenage man who was already dying, An Qi howled and cried, her tears raging uncontrollably.
She struggled to shout and even tried to run over to protect Ye Fan.
But he was pulled by his father and brother in a deadly manner.
"An Qi, don't be ridiculous!"
"If you don't want to get my Jones family killed, then don't have anything to do with this guy anymore!"
Bill. Jones whispered in fear and anger.
On the other side of the room, Meng Wangyu was also sobbing uncontrollably.
In the end, she couldn't bear to look at it anymore and directly turned her head away.
In her heart, she kept saying sorry to Ye Fan again.
Yes, at this moment, Meng Wanyu's heart was full of self-blame.
If she hadn't gone to Yanxia to look for him, Ye Fan probably wouldn't have come, and he wouldn't have ended up like this now.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt guilty, and the more she blamed herself.
She wanted to save Ye Fan, but even if she thought about it, there was nothing she could do about it.
In the face of absolute power, any effort would seem pale and futile.
"Ai~"
"It's over."
Aaron and the others did not have anything to gloat about, looking at the teenager who was covered in blood and dying, leaning alone and looking away from his hometown, there was surprisingly an inexplicable pity and heaviness in their hearts.
The so-called hero's end will always make people feel some inexplicable sentimentality, right?
"Success and failure."
"No matter how amazing you are, no matter how brilliant you are, you will eventually become a shovelful of white bones."
The leaders of the nations all lamented.
They felt that there was one less amazing genius in this world.
Perhaps this is how heroes cherish each other.
As expected, seeing Ye Fan's obstinacy, Chu Yuan's last patience was gone.
"Junior, I have given you a chance, it is you who do not know how to cherish it."
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me."
"When you die, I will send someone, to Yanxia, to retrieve my Chu Clan's mastery!"
Chu Yuan had no more patience and let out a low shout, before clenching his hand into a fist and slamming it down violently.
A tremendous power coalesced into a huge fist in the air.
It was as if a titanic mountain was pressing down on his chest, smashing down fiercely towards Ye Fan.
No one had any doubt that after this punch, Ye Fan would have the slightest chance of survival.
"No!"
"Little Brother Fan~"
An Qi shouted in horror, and Meng Wangyu's eyebrows were also red.
Aaron and the others, too, had eyes full of sorrow as they prepared to witness the fall of a generation of heavenly pride.
However, compared to the panic of the crowd, Ye Fan at this moment was exceptionally calm.
Above his formerly clean face, there was even a smile.
However, that smile was as powerless and despondent as it was.
"Think of me, Chu Tianfan, spanning my entire life. Nearly a thousand battles of great laughter, hardly ever a defeat!"
"But I never thought that today, this Chu Sect Mountain would finally become the place where I, Chu Tianfan, would be buried."
The Chu Clan, was once the place where Ye Fan's dream began.
And now, Ye Fan would also have his dream broken here.
In successive battles, Ye Fan had already used all his cards.
A few seconds ago, Ye Fan was even thinking about how to deal with Chu Yuan and how to turn the tables in a desperate situation.
However, he thought of all his countermeasures and suddenly realised that they were all futile and useless.
At this point in time, there was no way out for him.
Any resistance would only be a fight against a trapped beast.
He had resigned himself to his fate.
Since the end had been decided, he would die.
Hoo~
The cold wind surged and the powerful qi exploded.
Chu Yuan's destructive strike had already arrived in front of him.
But Ye Fan, still calm, with a smile, looked at something distant, the direction of home.
"Mu Orange, I'm sorry~"
"This time, it's true, it's impossible to return home."
Ye Fan's red lips lightly opened, murmuring in a low voice.
Among the corners of his eyes, a few traces of tears rarely surfaced.
And then, he closed his eyes and calmly, walked towards that which all people would eventually walk towards, darkness.
However, just when everyone thought that Ye Fan was going to die for sure. Suddenly, beyond the River of Heaven, a little white mark lit up.
At first, the white streak was only like a dot of starlight, dull and unmarked.
But soon, it shone brightly.
Like a dazzling sun, it rose from the ancient east!
Purple energy, coming from the east!
Dazzling, dazzling!
And, as soon as you lit up on the shores of the Western Sea, you were like lightning cutting through heaven and earth, tearing through the long canopy of the sky.
The speed is so fast that it almost pierces through time and space, piercing through the ages.
In the blink of an eye, it cut through ten thousand miles of heaven.
In the midst of everyone's almost breathless gaze, it cut directly towards Chu Yuan's place.
"What?"
Even Chu Yuan himself was suddenly shocked by this sudden change.
Moreover, what made Chu Yuan feel even more appalled was that this mighty force even made his own heart palpitate.
In his desperation, Chu Yuan did not even care about killing Ye Fan, and hurriedly urged the fist power that he had struck earlier to block in front of Zhijiu.
Boom~
Just like that, that haze of light fiercely clashed with Chu Yuan's fist power.
Like a volcano exploding, the terrifying power shot up into the sky in an instant. Flames rose into the air and storms arose.
For a thousand meters around, no grass or trees remained, and the turf was lifted up.
Scuffling~
After the storm cleared, the crowd could only see that Chu Yuan's figure burst back one after another.
Only after knocking over countless boulders did he remove the force from his body and stabilize himself.
"Damn it?"
"What kind of person?"
"How dare you stir up the affairs of my Chu family!"