Chu Qitian was filled with fear, his eyes wide open.

He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

His killing attack was blocked by Ye Fan so easily?

But just when Chu Qitian was lost, Ye Fan had turned around at some point.

A pair of cold eyes had already fallen on Chu Qitian.

The moment he was stared at by Ye Fan, Chu Qitian's whole body trembled, as if an electric current flowed through his body.

An unparalleled aura of timidity swept out from Chu Qitian's heart.

At this time, Chu Qitian was so real that he felt death.

Just as Chu Qitian expected, Ye Fan, who was attacked by a sneak attack, had already had murderous intentions.

The whole body was full of coldness. Without saying a word, he slapped Chu Qitian's chest hard.

"Qi Tian, ​​be careful!"

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"Young Master, hide quickly~"

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"Beast, how dare you?"

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"Ye Fan, stop me!"

Ye Fan's movement seemed to touch the heartstrings of everyone present.

For a moment, several people were present and roared together.

Chu Qitian's father was even more at ease. He took a step forward and his power exploded in an instant. He had already smashed Ye Fan's place with a palm technique.

Chu Zhengliang has now practiced Yundaotian Jue's martial arts to the top, and how strong is his foundation and strength?

As his body flashed suddenly, he soon appeared around Ye Fan.

The huge palm brought a bitter wind and it had already arrived in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan naturally did not dare to trick Chu Zhengliang's attack.

In desperation, the attack that originally hit Chu Qitian had to change direction and faced Chu Zhengliang directly.

However, what Ye Fan did not expect was that the one who followed Chu Zhengliang at the same time was the Lord of the Yanxia Martial God Temple and the Sword Saint!

At that time, the sword saint was naturally shocked when he saw Ye Fan trying to kill Chu Qi.

You must know that once Chu Qitian really dies from Ye Fan's hand, even their Yanxia martial arts will have to bear the endless anger of the Chu family.

So, no matter what, the Sword Saint will stop him.

Therefore, subconsciously, the Sword Saint also attacked Ye Fan. The position of the attack was the one that was necessary to rescue the enemy.

But what the Sword Saint didn't expect was that Chu Zhengliang also took action.

Boom ~

Two attacks fell almost at the same time.

Ye Fan alone blocked Chu Zhengliang's palm technique.

But the sword saint's attack fell fiercely on Ye Fan's back.

The low roar was like thunder in the trunk.

Ye Fan felt a huge force sweeping down through the flesh and blood, muscles and bones.

Even Ye Fan's entire chest cavity was hit.

Ye Fan's body trembled violently, but his footsteps were never moved.

Finally, under the hall, a long roar was heard.

The clothes were shattered, and the golden light soared into the sky.

The body of the Dragon God was instantly activated by Ye Fan.

The body of the golden dragon has reappeared in the world after many years!

With the strong explosion of Ye Fanlong's divine body, Chu Zhengliang and the Sword Saint, caught off guard, were both shocked.

Here, only Ye Fan was left, and he was still standing there.

He lowered his head, his forehead covered his eyes, making people unable to see his expression and emotions.

The water-like sunlight shone in outside and fell on him, but it cast a colorful scene.

Smack ~

In the hall, a sound suddenly sounded like a pearl falling to the ground.

When everyone looked at it again, there was a little more redness under Ye Fan's feet.

The palm behind the Sword Saint just now undoubtedly caused the injury to Ye Fan.

The scorching blood slowly dripped down the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Xiaofan, you are injured~"

Seeing Ye Fan crying blood, Anqi's eyes turned red and tears flowed unconsciously.

For some reason, seeing Ye Fan vomiting blood after being injured, it hurt even more inside her heart.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, but just raised his head and gently stroked An Qi's forehead.

Looking at An Qi's tears, Ye Fan suddenly smiled.

The laughter was desolate and self-deprecating.

I miss him, Ye Fan, who has been in the highest position for a lifetime.

When he was young, he was inherited by the ancestors of the Chu family and was given the word "Heaven".

Later, he returned to Yanxia and fought for the country, and was awarded the title of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!

He was glorious and glorious.

But what is the result?

Now the people in the hall have relatives of blood and compatriots from home and country, but the only thing they care about is the little girl in front of him who has no relatives or reasons.

"Brother Xiaofan, you're in pain~"

"I'm sorry, it's all me."

"You shouldn't have come to save me~"

"It's all me who implicated you..."

Angel's tears fell like rain. Looking at the blood on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

Ye Fan chuckled softly and whispered and comforted: "Anqi, Brother Xiaofan doesn't hurt."

"It's okay, don't worry, don't blame yourself."

"I'm here today, not all for you."

"This is my grudge with the Chu family, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Okay, stand far away first."

"Best, go to your father's side."

"If you are too close to Brother Xiaofan, I'm afraid you will be hurt."

Ye Fan smiled lightly, with comfort in his gentle words.

"Anqi, come here!"

At this time, Angel's father and brother also came over and pulled Angel aside.

Obviously, the people from the Jones family also realized that today's wedding banquet would be in a bad state.

After persuading An Qi away, Ye Fan spitted out blood in his mouth, then turned around, and his cold eyes immediately looked at the Sword Saint in front of him.

"I expected that the Chu family would deal with me, that the Chu people would deal with me, that the world would deal with me, but I never expected that the lord of the first hall of my Yanxia Martial God Temple would also attack me?"

Ye Fan sneered coldly, and every time he said something, the chill and anger on his body became stronger.

In the end, Ye Fan's power was already as strong as ice and as surging as a dragon.

"Hmph!" Facing Ye Fan's sneer, the Sword Saint snorted coldly, "It is precisely because I am the leader of Yanxia martial arts and the lord of the first hall that I have to take action!"

"Ye Fan, in China, it's fine if you can't be lawless. Now, in a foreign country, you dare to act recklessly, ruin my reputation for Yanxia martial arts, defile my Yanxia martial arts power, and cause trouble. Now you dare to kill the young master of the Trumen and cause trouble to the country!"

"I finally asked you, do you know your guilt, do you apologize, or kneel down or not?"

The Sword Saint was also full of anger and scolded Ye Fan angrily.
To be continued...