This funeral procession of hundreds of people moved very fast.
Even if someone in front of the team is carrying two coffins, the speed of marching is no different from that of a rapid march.
The pedestrians all wore the same tactical leather boots, and when they were walking fast on the concrete floor, they made uniform footsteps, resounding throughout the valley.
In the team, there is an old man, who is walking fast with the team at this time, already exhausted and panting.
But the young people around him didn’t give him a chance to stop and catch his breath. Instead, they kept urging him to continue walking fast. Some people even pushed him when he was about to fall behind, or roughly pulled the hemp rope on his filial piety. , Forced him to go forward.
This old man is Su Chengfeng.
At this time, the top of Yeling Mountain.
Ye Chen and the others had already seen the constantly approaching team.
In the morning sun, everyone can see the two eye-catching black coffins, so everyone knows very well that this group of people must be the Wanlong Palace.
The Ye family suddenly felt like a big enemy, all of them fidgeting nervously.
Ye Chen looked at the funeral procession at the foot of the mountain from a distance, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Ye Chen secretly sighed in his heart: “Wan Po Army, you are finally here! Not only is I waiting for you in a hurry, your general Chen Zhonglei, and your benefactor Su Shoudao, have also waited for you a lot. God!”
At this point, Ye Chen said to Tang Sihai: “Steward Tang, give my order to let the uncles and uncles under the mountain make their way up the mountain. No one can resist!”
“Yes!” Tang Sihai immediately notified Shanxia and told them to clear the way.
Although these people were not upset, because it was Ye Chen’s order, everyone could only follow suit.
As a result, they moved to both sides and gave way to the mountain.
The headed Wan Pojun strode forward. When passing by these people, he just glanced at them and saw that they were not obstructed, so he didn’t look at them again, and walked towards Yejiazu’s grave halfway up the mountain!
This road up the mountain is part of the foundation project of Yeling Mountain that the Ye family has spent huge sums of money on.
The whole road is wide and flat, and even the supercar with the lowest chassis can be easily released.
Therefore, the people walking up the mountain in the Wanlong Temple are even more flat.
It’s seven and fifty-five.
Wan Pojun led the soldiers of the Wanlong Palace, violently passed the last corner, and walked directly toward the white marble archway of Yejiazu’s grave!
This group of well-trained masters of the Wanlong Palace are full of murderous aura, marching, like a guard of honor, every step is neat and powerful, and the closer they get, the more shocking they feel.
At this moment, when he saw two or three hundred people from the Ye family gathered here, there was actually no one wearing hemp and filial piety, and he was furious, his eyes were full of murderous intent.
Lu Haotian, who was next to him, also saw that no one in the Ye family was wearing hemp or filial piety, and said angrily: “Holy lord, you have given the Ye family a chance to survive. It seems that they don’t want it!”
Wan Pojun sneered, “It’s okay. Since they don’t want to face them, they will take the Ye family’s ancestral grave first, and leave that Ye Changying’s bones to ashes, and then bury my parents in a great burial! Kill all the Ye family one by one!”