"Tell me, do you want to hand it over or not?"

Chu Yuan had already walked not far away from Ye Fan. He was condescending and asked coldly.

In fact, with Chu Yuan's ability, the blow just now could have killed Ye Fan directly.

But he didn't.

Is it kindness?

Of course not.

Although Ye Fan and he are related by blood, they are still related as grandfather and grandson in terms of seniority.

However, the Chu family is so big, and there are even more people in Chu Yuan's grandsons.

Even among his biological children and grandchildren, Ye Fan is by no means the only one.

What's more, he has never acknowledged Ye Fan's identity at all, so naturally there is no trace of grandfather-grandson friendship at all.

The reason why he didn't kill Ye Fan directly just now was because he coveted the complete version of Yundao Tianjue in his hands!

As long as he gets the complete version of Yundao Tianjue and looks around the world, Chu Yuan will really be fearless, and he can even aspire to the legendary supreme realm with it.

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to what Chu Yuan said.

He just dragged his body hard and leaned against a boulder with difficulty.

He didn't even look at Chu Yuan. Instead, he turned his head and looked up at the top of Chumen Mountain towards the distant east.

After half a lifetime of hard work and ten years of planning, in the end, it failed.

Yes, as Chu Yuan said, the fight just now was undoubtedly Ye Fan's last trump card.

However, he tried his best to perform the sixth form of Yundao Tianjue, but it only hurt Chu Yuan.

After seeing this result, Ye Fan already knew that he had failed, completely defeated.

A complete failure!

However, Ye Fan has no regrets.

He worked hard and tried his best.

He even came close to overthrowing this so-called century-old family and martial arts giant with one person.

Now the defeat is just God’s will.

Even if he died at the hands of Chu Yuan today, Ye Fan was not afraid.

He came here with the thought of risking his own life.

Man is mortal.

There is no regret in dying on the road to chasing dreams.

However, I am only sorry for the people who love him and the people he loves.

"Shuzi, I was speaking to you, didn't you hear me?"

Ye Fan's ignorance undoubtedly made Chu Yuan even more angry.

The fierce palm was slapped again.

Ye Fan groaned, and poured out several mouthfuls of red wine again, and his broken body fell to the ground.

But he still smiled, endured the severe pain, and got up, leaning on the boulder again, looking at Yanxia, ​​Jiangdong, and his home through the vast sky.

There should be a gentle and charming girl leaning against the window, waiting for him to come home.

"Woooooo~"

"Brother Xiaofan..."

Looking at the dying young man, An Qi howled and burst into tears.

She shouted hard and even wanted to run over to protect Mark.

But he was held tightly by his father and brother.

"An Qi, don't be ridiculous!"

"If you don't want to kill my Jones family, don't have anything to do with this guy anymore!"

Bill Jones yelled in panic and anger.

Meng Wanyu on the other side also burst into tears.

In the end, I couldn't bear to look any further and turned my head away.

I kept saying sorry to Ye Fan in my heart.

Yes, Meng Wanyu was filled with self-blame at this time.

If she hadn't gone to Yanxia to find him, Ye Fan probably wouldn't have come, let alone ended up like this.

The more Meng Wanyu thought about it, the more guilty she felt, and the more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself.

She wished she could save Mark, but no matter how hard she tried, she had no countermeasures.

In the face of absolute power, any effort seems pale and futile.

"Hey~"

"it's over."

Aaron and others did not take any pleasure in their misfortune. Seeing the young man covered in blood and dying, leaning there alone and looking at his hometown in the distance, there was an inexplicable pity and heaviness in his heart.
Chapter completed!