He never dreamed that Ye Fan had such a big courage, and he actually killed Yanshan?
On the phone before, Lu Ziming and his son didn’t care about what Ye Fan said.
They only think that Ye Fan deliberately frightened them.
After all, Yanshan is China’s martial arts holy land and the highest martial arts power center in the entire country.
They always felt that Ye Fan had eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, and he categorically did not dare to go to Yanshan alone to chase them down.
This is a big disrespect to the Martial God Temple, trampling on the dignity of the entire Chinese martial arts.
But now it seems that they miscalculated.
However, think about it, a teenager who can step into the title realm at this age, how can he use common sense to judge his actions?
He is a lunatic!
A madman who doesn’t care about the consequences!
“The King of Fighters, Sword Master, it’s him.”
“He is Ye Fan.”
“It’s this demon, this executioner, who killed my grandfather and slaughtered more than a hundred people in my Lu family.”
“Now, we have to come to Yanshan to chase and kill our father and son.”
“The three hall masters, please give us the Lu family, and give us the master and son.”
Lu Ziming knelt down again, with endless fear and hatred, and pleaded sadly to the King of Fighters and others.
“This bastard is really arrogant.”
“Are all the murderers here?”
“It seems that he really didn’t put our Martial God Temple in his eyes.”
The King of Fighters Mo Gucheng clenched his palms, and there was endless rage in his eyebrows.
The Juggernaut did not speak, but looking at his solemn face, it was enough to see the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart.
“How many years have passed since Chumen catastrophe, this is the first time my Martial God Temple has been invaded by force.”
After a moment of silence, the Juggernaut suddenly smiled coldly.
“Let’s go and meet this legendary teenager from China.”
The Juggernaut waved his hand, and then took the King of Fighters and Tang Hao and walked towards the mountain gate.
Indeed, from the time Ye Fan was given the title to the present, among the powerhouses in the entire Martial God Temple, those who had really come into contact with Ye Fan were the two Gods of War, Ye Qingtian and Tang Hao.
As for the King of Fighters and the Juggernaut, I haven’t seen this Ye Fan from beginning to end.
Before, they thought of summoning Ye Fan after he performed the perfect continent mission.
But unexpectedly, the first time they met now, it was in this way.
At the foot of Yanshan, Ye Fan’s anger still echoed.
The rocks trembled and the sand was everywhere.
Amid the anger, Ye Fan’s eyebrows were cold, and he stepped up the stone steps.
Wherever it passed along the way, a large number of guards from the Martial God Temple came to stop it.
However, how can these people stop Ye Fan’s majesty?
Under the power of Wushuang Grandmaster, the powerhouses were swept away in an instant just like leaves in the wind.
At this time, Ye Fan was expressionless and his eyes were cold.
The whole person is like the reincarnation of a demon, with people blocking and killing people, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddhas. In Ye Fan’s eyes, the martial arts holy land of China is just like no one.
In just a few breaths, Ye Fan made nine or eighty steps and rushed directly to His Royal Highness.
“Will you stop me?!”
“My Chinese martial arts sacred land, is it where you want to behave?”
“Master Wushuang, if you behave like this, is it because you want to be an enemy of my Huaxia Martial Dao, and my Martial God Temple?”
“Are you really afraid of being listed as a public enemy of China’s martial arts by our Martial God Temple, and being strangled by our joint efforts, you will be stinking for thousands of years?”