silence!

A long silence!

The moment Chu Yuan's head fell, the world and time seemed to have stopped.

Everyone was stunned in place.

Countless pairs of eyes were looking at the front like that.

Look at the blood all over the ground, look at the body with the head on the ground.

For a time, the entire Yunding Mountain fell into an unspeakable silence.

"The old sect master...he is dead?"

The strong man from Truman was stunned on the spot, with an unspeakable look of panic on his dull face.

It felt like the big tree they had always relied on had completely collapsed like this today.

And these people, who had been protected by Chu Yuan for decades, were exposed to the world without any cover.

Fear, loss, sadness, disbelief...

All kinds of emotions swept through the hearts of these Truman people almost instantly.

"grandfather..."

"grandfather!"

Chu Qitian fell to his knees, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Lost.

They were defeated after all!

First it was his Chu Qitian, then his father Chu Zhengliang, and now his grandfather Chu Yuan.

Ye Fan alone completely defeated three generations of their ancestors.

He, Chu Qitian, has become a prisoner among his subordinates. His father is still sealed in Trumen Mountain and suffers. His grandfather is the worst, dead without a complete body.

"Why..."

"A generation of heroes has just fallen."

"Although it is Chu Yuan's fault, it is indeed a pity..."

The Sword Master and the King of Fighters were stunned for a long time, and finally they couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The God of War, King Fuluo and others also have complex thoughts.

Chu Yuan's death, for these people, apart from being relieved, there was not much joy and happiness.

As the saying goes, the fox will be sad when the rabbit dies.

For the God of War and his generation, it can be said that they have grown up listening to the legend of Chu Yuan since childhood.

For a long period of time, the God of War and the others had regarded Chu Yuan as their goal and the object of their efforts to defeat them.

As a heroic figure who has dominated the global martial arts world for decades, the name Chu Yuan is undoubtedly a symbol of an era, and a trembling existence among a generation.

But now, Chu Yuan is dead.

An old era has undoubtedly come to an end.

"After today, martial artists in the world of martial arts will remember one person's name forever."

"That is, Chu Tianfan."

"Congratulations, little one."

"Your time has finally come."

Covered in blood, the God of War leaned against a boulder and looked at the thin figure in front of him.

In my heart, there is a kind of sadness, but also a kind of joy.

The sad thing is that these people are still old.

The era belonging to their generation has completely passed.

From now on, this world will belong to young people like Ye Fan.

What is gratifying is naturally the achievements and heights Ye Fan has achieved.

I think back then, when Ye Fan first started to show his prominence in Jiangdong, he suffered endless criticism and controversy.

Even for a short period of time, the Wushen Temple regarded Ye Fan as a threat to national security and wanted to execute him.

But it was such an underappreciated person who climbed to the top step by step.

Until the end, he turned the tide and killed the master of Chumen.

Ye Fan's battle today not only saved Yan Xia, but also saved the entire martial arts world.

"Did it..."

"Master did it."

"Master really did it."

Not far away, the Moon Goddess, whose dress was stained with blood, had tears streaming down her face.

She dragged her disabled body and wanted to hug her master.

However, Xu Lei had already ran up.

She desperately threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, hugging Ye Fan and crying.

"Brother Xiaofan, I won..."

"We finally won."

"From now on, I will never have to live that kind of fearful life again..."

Xu Lei smiled with tears in her eyes.

Among so many people present, Xu Lei knew Ye Fan the earliest.

She watched with her own eyes, step by step, Ye Fan went from being the abandoned son of the Chu family, to later Mr. Jiang Dongchu, and now to beheading Chu Yuan and defeating the Chu family.

She witnessed all of Ye Fan's embarrassment and glory.

Only she truly understands how much hardship Ye Fan endured and how many dangers he experienced to achieve his current ending.

Not only Xu Lei, but also the fellow villagers in Jiangdong behind him, as well as the people of Dragon Temple, all those who supported Ye Fan and helped Ye Fan, also shed tears of joy and joy when Chu Yuan fell.

"Hahaha..."

"Win!"

"Brother Fan is awesome!"

"We won!"

....

At this moment, the entire Yunding Mountain was filled with cries and laughter.

Countless people cried with joy, the fat man and the black dog hugged each other, and the scalper also grinned silly.

All those present who experienced this war showed their joy in surviving the disaster.

All the long-suppressed emotions in my heart were released without reservation at this moment.

After all, only they know how cruel this war is?

From the initial despair, to the arrival of King Ye Fan later.

Then Tang Yun appeared...

Turning points again and again, despair again and again, survival from desperate situations again and again...

That kind of transition between great joy and great sadness made everyone feel exhausted.

But fortunately, no matter how painful the process is.

But the result is always good.

Facing the joy and joy of everyone, and facing Xu Lei's tears in his arms, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and gently caressed Xu Lei's delicate face.

"Silly girl, I told you that your brother Xiaofan is invincible."

Ye Fan said softly.

However, just this sentence took away all Ye Fan's strength.

His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, his body trembled, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Continuous battles and long-term consumption eventually dragged Ye Fan's body to its limit.

Although the previous Yunyang Ancient Sword has supplemented Ye Fan's power.
To be continued...