Chapter 1309
Before, they thought that so many of them had surrounded Ye Fan. But now it seemed that
They were wrong, very wrong.
It wasn't Ye Fan who was surrounded and annihilated, it was them.
Yes, Ye Fan alone had surrounded all of them.
For some people, ten million people were not worth one person.
And for some people, one person is worth ten million people!
Ye Fan, undoubtedly, was such a person.
When Ye Fan's sharp awning dissipated, the heavens and earth here were finally silent.
Under the Heavenly River, Ye Fan stood proudly. His deep eyes looked down on the four directions, as if they had pierced through the ages.
In front of him, there was a breeze sweeping and falling leaves flying.
Behind him, there were ripples on the long lake as waves of blue water rippled.
And Ye Fan's figure, like a mountain, stood so ancient.
Until, his gaze once again fell on the crowd below, and his majestic voice, like thunder, swept across the four directions.
"Now, who else wants to break into this cave?"
The majestic voice and resounding words were only as good as the landing, setting off boundless waves.
At Ye Fan's angry voice, the martial artists of the various countries, nearly trembled in fear as they crawled on their knees.
Nowadays, they undoubtedly didn't even have the courage to look at Ye Fan directly.
To think that before, many of them were naive enough to believe that Ye Fan alone couldn't stop the people of the world.
But now, the naked truth undoubtedly hit all of them hard in the face.
Who said that one person can't stop the world.
Ye Fan, then can't stop.
He was powerful, undoubtedly exceeding everyone's expectations.
"Ah~"
"Help me~"
"Quickly save me..."
At the foot of the mountain, the bloodied Aussie powerhouse was still moaning in pain on the ground.
However, no one paid any attention to him, nor did they dare to care about him.
Instead, there were many people who had the heart to kick these Aussie fools to death.
If it wasn't for these Aussie martial arts idiots frantically leading the rhythm, how could the crowd have attacked Ye Fan?
Without besieging Ye Fan, how could their brothers and sisters be wounded and killed with such heavy losses?
"Hey~"
"It's still the Truman's who are smart."
"Had I known that, I should have been like the Truman's people and not gotten involved in this muddle."
Many people sighed and sighed, filled with regret.
But if we were to say that the one with the most regret in their hearts was naturally the Aussie martial artists who were screaming miserably at this time.
If they had known that this Ye Fan was so powerful, they would never have provoked such a ruthless character in the first place even if they were killed.
However, it was undoubtedly too late to think about this now.
After all, in this world, there were no regrets to be sold.
The only one who was filled with joy when the crowd was repenting was probably An Qi alone.
At this time, An Qi was still being protected in Ye Fan's arms.
The first thing that you need to do is to take a look at the product.
Especially just now, seeing his little brother Fan sweeping the four corners of the world with invincibility. When you can't open the door with one man, you can't open the door with ten thousand men, An Qi's young heart was undoubtedly deeply shaken and convinced by Ye Fan's dominance and majesty.
The gaze towards Ye Fan was full of admiration and fascination.
Was this the true majesty of her little brother Fan?
Really, it was awesome.
More powerful than the most powerful person she'd ever met, ever.
"Okay, silly girl, stop hugging."
"If you don't know, you'll think you're my child bride."
Crisis averted, but An Qi still snuggled in Ye Fan's arms and never let go, Ye Fan suddenly shook his head and laughed.
When An Qi's pretty face blushed, she then sprang out of Ye Fan's embrace.
"Hmph, brother Fan is so damned."
"And you dislike me."
"I'm not willing to hug you."
"I won't hug you even if you beg me later."
Angie said angrily, cute girl and sulky as hell.
Ye Fan looked at the little girl in front of him and smiled helplessly.
After laughing, Ye Fan suddenly became serious again and solemnly said to An Qi, "Remember, no such silly things are allowed to be done in the future."
As the saying goes, in distress, one sees the heart.
Just now at the moment of crisis, An Qi's act of rushing in front of herself to protect herself with reckless abandon really moved Ye Fan somewhat.
Sometimes, some things were really ironic when you thought about it.
Like Kong Ming and Lv Hua, these so-called compatriots, in their own time of distress, not to mention helping out, they even fell down and attacked themselves together.
Instead, it was the little girl who had only known each other for a few days who protected herself at the risk of her life.
Some people are worse than a child.
And between Ye Fan and An Qi's conversation, the heavens and earth here, once again quieted down.
The surviving crowd, tilting their heads up, silently gazed at the thin figure guarding the cave entrance.
Compared to this mountain, Ye Fan's figure was so small.
However, it was such a tiny body that had the majesty of a one-man, one-woman army!
Standing there alone, he stood in the way of the world's advancement.
The man they had once disdained had now become a high mountain they could not overcome.
"Hey~"
"Forget it."
"It seems that this treasure is with us, after all, it's not meant to be."
"Let's go."
"Go back~"
After the battle just now, the crowd undoubtedly no longer had any thoughts of coveting the treasures.
Many of them, with a receding heart, began to turn around and leave.
After all, there was no point in staying here.
With Ye Fan in the way, even if there really were treasures in that cave, they wouldn't belong to them.
This world, after all, still belonged to the strong.
"A bunch of losers."
"With all these people, they can't even do anything to stop a teenager?"
"After so many years of practicing immortality, could it be that you've all trained on dogs?"
However, just as all hearts were reeling, they were ready to leave.
Suddenly, deep within the dense forest, a cold wind swept across.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic and cold voice, following the chilling gust, swept across this part of the world in an instant.
"Eh?"
"What people?"
"How dare you insult us in public?"
After hearing these words, everyone present was shocked.
The strongmen of the nations looked around in a vain attempt to find the person who spoke out of turn.
However, after looking around, they didn't see any person in the dense forest.
Just when everyone was about to give up, a blurred silhouette, at the end of their line of sight, finally appeared.
When they first looked, the person was still a thousand meters away.
However, in an instant, that figure had actually arrived in front of everyone.
"This..."
"How fast!"
At that time, the crowd was shocked.
They didn't know why, it was obvious that the man's pace was so slow and easy, but why, in a few steps, he crossed a thousand meters, appearing in front of the crowd as if he was moving instantaneously.
Only when they were far enough to enter did the crowd see that the person in front of them was a middle-aged man.
Dressed in grey loose robes, with a white turban over his forehead, he was dressed as if he was an ascetic monk living in ancient India.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you openly insult us losers?"
"You've got a lot of nerve!"
"If we can't kill that Yanxia, can't we still kill you?"
"If you don't want to die, apologize to us right now!"
Among the crowd, a few strong men from the Indonesian Martial Dao came out and shouted angrily at the man with unhappy eyes.
Many of them were already in a bad mood because of the heavy defeat just now.
Now that someone was even speaking out against them again, they were undoubtedly hitting the gun, like a few martial artists of the Indonesian country, they directly started cursing.
Chapter 1310
However, the middle-aged man remained silent in the face of the Indonesian martial artist's anger.
With his hands behind his back, he didn't look away, as if he didn't see them, directly passing them by.
This kind of naked disregard undoubtedly infuriated the martial powerhouses of the country of Indonesia even more.
To them, ignoring was a humiliation that was even more infuriating than insulting.
At that time, the violent temper of these martial artists came up.
"What are you, you dare to ignore us too?"
"Looks like your parents didn't teach you anything about respect before you left the house?"
"If that's the case, then we, brothers, will teach you how to behave."
Whoosh~.
The Indonesian strongman's angry voice was still echoing here, but here, there was a sudden cold wind whistling past.
The head of that wind was like a blade face like a cut.
Then, there was only a banging sound.
Those four strong martial artists from Indonesia had fallen without even having time to scream.
It was as if their necks had been severed with swords.
Heads fell to the ground, blood spurting like a fountain!
Not even fear has yet to show on the rolled head.
It was.
It all happened so fast.
So fast that it was too late to be afraid.
So fast that it was too fast for the eye to catch sight of it.
It was also so fast that it was too late for people to dodge, and then their heads were already on the ground.
At that moment, all the people present looked as if they were in awe.
The heaven and earth instantly died in silence.
The previous clamor had all disappeared.
It was as if the electricity had been cut off from the disk machine, and all sounds had come to an abrupt halt.
Only the faces of the crowd remained, trembling with horror.
It was too fast!
This person's shot was simply too fast.
So much so, that the crowd didn't even have him to make a move, and the four martial powerhouses of the country of Indonesia were already separated from each other.
This bizarre scene and this man's fierce technique undoubtedly made everyone tremble and shiver.
For a moment, the middle-aged man, who had been ordinary and unexceptional, instantly became mysterious and frightening in everyone's eyes.
Kong Ming and the others looked at him with fear and awe.
As the saying went, an invisible pretender was the most deadly!
This man, after appearing here, had not said a word since.
However, the four headless corpses beneath his feet were undoubtedly worthy of a thousand words.
This horrifying eye-shattering bloody tactic had almost overpowered Ye Fan's popularity.
"Ancestor, he's also an Ancestor."
"Only a grandmaster can exterminate several Entering Powers in an instant."
After a long silence, someone in the crowd finally lost his voice and called out.
That person pointed in the direction of the middle-aged man and shouted out in fear.
"Huh?"
"A clergyman?"
"A trash like you, I guess that's all you know."
Just as the crowd was trembling, a few more laughter sounds were heard from deep within the dense forest, quietly coming.
The crowd followed the sound and saw that Lei Luo and the others, who still had injuries on their bodies, had finally arrived here.
"Lei Luo, is that you?"
"What do you mean?"
Being mocked by Lei Luo in public like this, the person in the crowd, however, retorted in dissatisfaction.
Lei Luo grinned and didn't bother to pay attention to this group of insignificant people.
Instead, he raised his head, looked at Ye Fan, who was looking heavy before the cave in front of him, and smiled smugly, "This punk kid, so he's here too."
"It's just as well, save the trouble."
"Since we're here, that side stays here forever."
Lei Luo laughed to himself, and his eyebrows were filled with endless malice and hatred.
Then, he immediately walked forward and soon reached the middle-aged man, pointing at Ye Fan's direction, and said evenly, "Heavenly King, that's him."
"He's the Yan Xia man I was talking about, Ye Fan."
"He's the one who killed several strong men of our Indian Country."
"He's also the one who stole the Yuan Spiritual Fruit that belonged to our Indian Country."
"Now, he's even come back to this Lake Heart Island to take the treasure."
"He dang ten thousand deaths, Heavenly King!"
"Please, Heavenly King, take this opportunity to exterminate this son and avenge the dead souls of my Indian Kingdom!"
Lei Luo's miserable, grief-stricken voice couldn't stop echoing.
He cupped his hands and bowed to this middle-aged man with a humble bow.
It was as if the defeated general was asking his monarch to send out an army to save him.
Of course, Lei Luo wasn't the only one.
Behind him, the other several other powerful Indians who had previously survived under Ye Fan then stepped forward and also bowed with their fists in worship.
"Please, Heavenly King, cut him down!"
....
Please, Heavenly King, cut him down!"
.....
One by one, people walked out, and one by one, voices rang out.
Poignant voices, words of grief, right now seemed to gather into a stream, impacting this side of the world.
Just like this, under the worship of Lei Luo and the others, the middle-aged man, only then raised his head and for the first time, sized up the thin figure standing in front of the cave, and his cold voice, also then sounded.
"You are Ye Fan?"
"That Yanxia who injured my Indian Kingdom's strong man and took my Indian Kingdom's treasures?"
"However, I really didn't expect you to be so young."
"It seems that Yan Xia Martial Dao has produced some good seedlings over the past few years."
The man smiled coldly as he sized up Ye Fan.
The words were filled with contempt and disdain for Ye Fan.
Moreover, from the time he appeared until the end, the man looked like he was above the rest.
As if, in his eyes, Ye Fan and Kong Ming's generation were nothing more than insignificant insects that could be crushed to death at will.
But Ye Fan was different from his calmness, and at this time, he actually looked rare and heavy.
Because, from this man in front of him, he actually felt a bit of threat.
After so long, this sense of threat, Ye Fan had only felt it on a few people.
For example, the highest god of the Sun Country, Moon Read.
The strongest person in Yan Xia, Ye Qingtian.
Of course, there was also Yu Yun who was currently cultivating in the cave.
In other words, the strength of the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, was strong!
"Brother Fanny~"
The Anqi beside Ye Fan, seemed to have felt the terrible oppression from the other side, her small face paled, and her original smile then scattered, perhaps because of fear and terror, and a pair of small hands tightly grasped the corner of Ye Fan's coat.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, also pulled An Qi behind him at this time, in order to deal with any possible emergencies that might arise at any time.
At the same time, Ye Fan looked forward and asked with an expressionless face, "Who are you?"
The man shook his head and smiled as he lifted his feet and slowly walked towards Evan.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
"All you need to know is that today, you will die under me."
"Of course, considering you're a junior, I can give you a chance to leave your body intact and also give face to your Yan Xia's Ye Xingtian."
Between chuckles, the man's foot stomped the ground.
Immediately after, only a buzzing sound was heard.
Who would have thought that a martial artist in the crowd would have his long sword directly shaken out of his hand.
It was steeply sheathed, and then as if being pulled by someone, it flew directly into the middle-aged man's hand.
He took the sword, then threw it at Ye Fan's feet.
"Take it and kill yourself."