He never dreamed that Ye Fan would be so brave and actually come to Yanshan?

On the phone before, Lu Ziming and his son didn't pay attention to what Ye Fan said.

They only thought that Ye Fan was deliberately scaring them.

After all, Yanshan is the holy land of martial arts in China and the highest martial arts power center in the entire country.

They always felt that even if Ye Fan had the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he would not dare to go to Yanshan alone to hunt them down.

This is a great disrespect to the Martial Arts Temple and a trampling on the dignity of the entire Chinese martial arts.

But now it seems that they miscalculated.

However, if you think about it, how can the actions of a young man who has entered the title realm at this age be judged by common sense?

He is a madman!

A complete lunatic regardless of the consequences!

"The King of Fighters, the Sword Master, that's him."

"He is Ye Fan."

"It was this devil, this executioner, who killed my grandfather and also slaughtered more than a hundred members of my Lu family."

"Now, we are still coming to Yanshan to hunt down our father and son."

"Please let the three palace masters make decisions for our Lu family and our father and son."

Lu Ziming knelt on the ground again, with endless fear and hatred, and begged sadly to the King of Fighters and others.

"This bastard is really arrogant."

"All the murders came here?"

"It seems that he really doesn't take our Martial Arts Temple seriously."

The King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng, clenched his hands tightly, with endless rage surging in his brows.

The sword master didn't speak, but looking at his expression as serious as water, it was enough to see the sullenness and displeasure in his heart.

"How many years have passed since the Chumen catastrophe? This is the first time that our Martial Arts Temple has been invaded by force."

After a moment of silence, the sword master suddenly smiled coldly.

"Let's go and meet this legendary young man from China."

The Sword Master waved his hand, and then led the King of Fighters and Tang Hao towards the mountain gate.

Indeed, from the time Ye Fan was granted the title until now, among the powerful men in the entire Martial Arts Temple, the only ones who have really come into contact with Ye Fan are the God of War Ye Qingtian and Tang Hao.

As for the King of Fighters and the Sword Master, they have never seen this Ye Fan.

Before, they originally thought of summoning Ye Fan after he completed his mission in America.

But I didn't expect that their first meeting would be in this way.

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At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, Ye Fan's angry voice still echoed.

The rocks trembled and wind and sand blew up.

Amid the anger, Ye Fan walked up the stone steps with icy eyebrows.

Along the way, a large number of guards from the Temple of Martial Arts came to stop them.

However, how can these people stop Ye Fan's majesty?

Under the might of the unparalleled master, all the powerful men were swept away instantly like leaves in the wind.

At this time, Ye Fan had an expressionless face and cold eyebrows.

The whole person is like the reincarnation of the devil, killing people when standing in his way, and killing Buddhas when standing in the way of Buddha. In Ye Fan's eyes, the holy land of martial arts in China is like a deserted place.

In just a few breaths, Ye Fan took ninety-nine and eighty-one steps and rushed directly to the Martial Arts Temple.

"Enough!"

"Why don't you stop?!"

"How can we, the Holy Land of Chinese Martial Arts, be a place for you to do whatever you want?"

"Grandmaster Wushuang, are you acting like this because you want to be an enemy of my Chinese martial arts and my martial arts temple?"

"Are you really not afraid of being listed as a public enemy of Chinese martial arts by our Martial Arts Temple, and being strangled by our joint efforts, so that you will be infamy for thousands of years?"
Chapter completed!