Huh ~

The cold wind was covered with rain, sweeping across the entire world.

Deep in the dark night, as the figure approached, an invisible majesty descended here like an ocean storm.

Ke Zhe and Yan Buping were stunned immediately.

An unparalleled solemnity suddenly appeared on their foreheads.

"Yan...Old Yan, then...Who is that?"

An old man asked in a low voice with fear on his face.

Yan Buping remained silent, but his old eyes stared at the figure ahead.

For some reason, when I saw this person, Yan Buping felt that a mountain was pressing in my heart.

Even breathing feels heavy and depressed.

Even people who are not even equal to the words, let alone secular people like Li Er and Lei Lao San.

That huge sense of oppression almost suffocated them.

"What a powerful pressure."

"Is this feeling..."

Thinking of this, Li Er in the crowd suddenly raised his head, his old eyes suddenly tightened, and because of excitement, he almost jumped up.

"Second, you mean..."

Seeing Li Er's appearance, Lei Laosan and Wang Jiexi, who were beside him, also realized something instantly.

The whole body was shaking, and his old eyes suddenly widened.

Not only them, at this moment, Xu Lei and others seemed to feel something. Surprised and anticipated suddenly appeared in their beautiful eyes ahead.

Even He Yurou, who had been standing silently by the river and watching, her originally calm heart suddenly caused a stir.

She stood on tiptoe and looked at the distance with her big eyes open, trying her best to see the man's face through the darkness.

"Can it be him?"

"It should be him."

“It must be ~”

He Yurou didn't know why she was so excited about him, and she didn't know why she was so excited.

Obviously, she and that boy were not even friends and were almost inseparable.

However, at this moment, He Yurou still hoped that the young man would arrive as scheduled!

For a moment, many people were already nervous by the shore of Yunwu Lake and held their breath excitedly.

Obviously no one could see the face of that figure clearly, but many people's minds could not help but appear the handsome face of a young man.

"The sky is bright and bright, who is making a fool of himself?"

"I'm not quick to sign up!"

Just as everyone was looking forward, Ke Zhe frowned and asked angrily at the figure deep in the dark night.

One second ~

Two seconds ~

Ten seconds passed, no one responded.

Some are just the sound of rain covering the sky and the trembling steps.

Until Ke Zhe couldn't wait to ask again, a faint voice sounded quietly in this rainy night.

"Jiangdong, Ye Fan."

Boom ~

Just a few words, but every word is huge.

Especially when the word Ye Fan fell, it exploded like thunder.

Yan Buping trembled all over, Ke Zhe widened his eyes, and all the five great masters of Yan Xia were shocked.

As for Qiu Mucheng, who was captured by Ke Zhe, his delicate body trembled, and his beautiful eyes turned red immediately.

“Haha~”

"Mr. Chu!"

"It's Mr. Chu."

"Mr. Chu is here."

"Our emperor of Jiangdong is back~"

“Quick ~”

"Who belongs to Yunzhou, follow me to worship Mr. Chu!"

Some people are happy and some are sad.

When Yan Buping and others were ashamed, Li Er was as crazy as he shouted, and rushed over desperately, turning to the dark shadow in the night and bowing to the night.

"Yunzhou Li Er, welcome Mr. Chu~"

It is like a huge rock falling into the sea, causing a thousand layers of waves.

With Li Er taking the lead, Lei Laosan, Wang Jiexi and others were naturally not willing to fall behind and went forward to pay homage.

"Jingzhou Lei Lao San~"

.........

"Jiang Hai Wang Jiexi~"

"Welcome to Mr. Chu!"

.........

The sound of soaring into the sky gathers into a stream, impacting the world.

Seeing nearly a hundred people kneeling together and listening to the overwhelming worship sounds like waves, Yan Buping's face became paler and as if his face was ashen!

"Old Yan, what... what to do?"

"I...we, are we going to run?"

What they were most worried about was still happening.

I thought I would not meet Ye Fan head-on this time.

But who would have thought that in the end, the boy appeared.

For a moment, it was natural that people were unable to get rid of the tiger.

"What's the panic?"

"Behind us is the Temple of War, the King of Fighters, the Sword Saint, and the God of War in the Yanxia."

"No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, can he still dare to make a comeback?"

"What's more, why are we five great masters afraid of him as a junior?"

Before he could answer unfairly, Ke Zhe snorted coldly and replied toughly.

"But don't forget that even though Ye Fan is young, he is still the title master after all."

"Do you still want to fight against the title master?"

An old man next to him asked Ke Zhe with a little fear.

All along, the titled Grandmaster has always been almost idol-like existences in the martial arts world.

Even though Yan Buping is the first in the Grandmaster List, he never thought of fighting against the Grandmaster.

It’s not that I haven’t tried it, but I don’t dare to think so.

For Yan Buping and others, title signing represents invincibility and the highest level of martial arts.

On weekdays, they saw the six pillar countries of the Martial God Temple, and they were respectful and afraid of them. They never thought of fighting with them.

Now that Ke Zhe actually threatened that he was not afraid of Ye Fan, they naturally felt a little frightened.

"What Grandmaster?"

"Why are real and fake? "

"Everyone says he has the power to seal the title, but who have seen his true power?"

"And, if he really has the ability to enthrone the title, why wouldn't the Sword Saint and others hold him a title ceremony and formally enthrone the title?"

"This unparalleled title back then was just a posthumous title."

"I guess Ye Fan's strength is really stronger than us, then he is not much stronger."
To be continued...