Chapter 1367
"In the beginning, Ye Fan alone was able to bag a tree full of Yuan Spirit Fruit."
"Moreover, what was the purpose of the several great title masters gathered on the lonely island earlier?"
"Obviously, that cave contains the greatest treasure that would make even the title clansmen go crazy!"
"If the Primordial Fruit can increase everyone's chances of stepping into a title master."
"Then, the treasures hidden on that deserted island will most likely give you all the chance to step into the rank of a title master."
In the tent, Lei Luo spoke freely, his highly inflammatory words ringing in the ears of the crowd.
For a time, many people's breathing gradually burned hot.
The eyes that were originally terrified because of seeing Ye Fan, also gradually became hot.
As the saying goes, treasures move the heart.
What's more, this treasure in front of them might allow them to step into the rank of a title master.
A title grandmaster, huh?
In the world of martial arts, the realm of the title, that is, the supreme realm.
If a martial arts master is a realm that everyone strives for, then the realm of the title is the faith of all, an unattainable and divine existence.
Now, a path that one also believes in is right in front of one's eyes.
Naturally, it is difficult for those present to remain calm.
Even if there was only the slightest chance, they would not let go.
Seeing that the atmosphere of the crowd had been ignited, a ruse smile emerged on the corner of Lei Luo's mouth.
Of course, this did not mean that the people present were fools.
On the contrary, many people knew exactly what was in Lei Luo's heart.
They knew that the Indo martial arts people were trying to use them to get rid of Ye Fan.
However, so what if they knew?
They had a common interest.
Therefore, even if they knew that this was Lei Luo's plan to deal with Ye Fan, they didn't care.
What they were after was nothing more than the treasure on Ye Fan's body.
"It's just that, Lei Luo, how did you know that the treasure would be on this Yan Xia teenager."
"Perhaps, it was taken by the woman who was traveling with him before?"
Among the crowd, there were also reasonable people.
After a moment of deliberation, they immediately asked Lei Luo.
Lei Luo did not conceal it, but directly and frankly said, "You're right, I'm not 100% sure."
"But, things in the world, as they are, there will be all kinds of suspense."
"Until we do something, no one can guarantee that this Yan Xia teenager will have treasures on him."
"But what I can guarantee is that if we don't do anything and let him leave, we won't get the treasure."
Lei Luo's words were eloquent and powerful.
After speaking, he paused for a moment, then continued.
"And, as you can see, that Yan Xia boy is seriously wounded, with not one of his ten battle strength left."
"At this time, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"As long as all of us work together, we will be able to swiftly kill him with a thunderbolt."
"Gentlemen, are you really willing to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
"Don't you really want to take a chance with me?"
"If we succeed, in a few decades, there might be a place for you on the Heavenly List."
"Even if that doesn't happen, we won't lose anything, but on the contrary, it will weaken the martial power of Yanxia. For our own country's martial dao, this is by no means a bad thing."
"Therefore, whether it succeeds or fails, it will be beneficial to all of us here."
"Now, it's up to all of you, whether you dare to follow me, Lei Luo, and do this."
Lei Luo said in a deep voice, his burning eyes sweeping over the people in the four directions.
For a time, the crowd was silent, no one spoke, as if they were weighing and deliberating.
"Mudd, do it!"
"Wealth and danger."
"For the sake of the treasure, fight it out~"
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"That's right!"
"Let's all join hands and work together to kill it."
However, at this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.
If anyone looked carefully, they would have noticed that the person who was leading the rhythm was someone from the martial arts of the Indian country who was in the crowd.
As someone took the lead, it was as if a boulder had fallen into the sea, creating a wave of a thousand layers.
For a time, more and more people stepped forward.
The rhythm was quickly brought up.
In the end, all the people present actually joined in.
"That's right, there are so many of us, are we still afraid of him alone?"
"That Yan Xia teenager has been disabled."
"Not enough to be feared!"
"When the time comes, if he doesn't know what's good for him, so many of us will do it all together."
"When the time comes, we'll take him away in a direct wave."
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In the end, everyone unanimously decided to join forces to annihilate Ye Fan and force him to hand over his treasures.
"Haha~"
"Brother, it's done."
"How did we do just now?"
"If it wasn't for the two of us hanging around inside leading the rhythm, these old things wouldn't have made up their minds so quickly, would they?"
Seeing that everything was going according to their expectations, these powerful Indians were undoubtedly delighted.
Lei Luo was also full of sardonic smiles.
"Ye Fan, your time to die has come."
"To be able to personally exterminate a Sealed Master, this achievement is enough to brag for a lifetime."
"Haha~"
Lei Luo was very proud of himself, looking as if he had a good chance of winning.
Soon, after the discussion, all the people present rushed out under the leadership of Lei Luo.
After that, they blocked Ye Fan's path and surrounded him directly.
Feeling the killing intent of the surrounding eyes, Ye Fan, who had been moving forward, finally stopped.
He stood there, his bloodied body looked so vicarious and desolate.
Only if, the generation of generals, the end of the road.
He lifted his head, indifferent sight, and looked forward.
There, Lei Luo and the others were full of eyes, killing intent was revealed.
"Ye Fan, I didn't expect that we'd meet again."
"What a heavenly sight!"
"You killed so many of our Indian martial arts, so God let you fall into my hands again so that I could kill you to avenge my dead brother."
"However, your life is truly great."
"My Indian Country Heavenly King hit you so badly, but you still survived."
Seeing Ye Fan, Lei Luo, however, looked down on the young man in front of him with an air of superiority.
The cold, dark laughter was unrestrained and unrestrained.
The greatest pleasure in life is tantamount to getting revenge.
"All right, Leroy, cut the crap."
"Hurry up and get to business."
"Before it's too late!"
Others, however, didn't bother to listen to Lei Luo's nonsense here, and complained in discontent.
At the same time, there were also people who stepped forward, and in the principle of courtesy before arms, said politely to Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, we don't want to take advantage of others' danger."
"As long as you hand over the treasures you have on you."
"We promise that we will never make things difficult for you."
"Nor will we participate in your feud with Lei Luo and the others."
"What do you think?"
The man asked in a pleasant manner.
The others also looked at Ye Fan with expectation.
They had no grudge against Ye Fan, and all they wanted was the treasure.
So, as long as Ye Fan handed over the treasures, they wouldn't bother to fight with him.
Chapter 1368
However, there were no words for a long time.
Ye Fan always stood there quietly, without saying a word.
No emotion could be seen on his bloodied face.
The feeling was as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a stubborn stone.
"Mr. Ye?"
"Say something."
"Not talking won't solve the problem, will it?"
"We really don't mean any harm, we just simply want some chance."
"Besides, in your current situation, it's never good to be carrying a heavy treasure."
"Isn't there a saying in your Yanxia, "A man is innocent, but one who harbors a treasure is guilty."
"By giving us the treasure now, you're also helping yourself."
This somewhat obese man continued to speak, with a smile on his face, appearing extremely friendly, and his posture was also very low.
However, after talking for half a day, the young man in front of him was too stunned to pay any attention to him.
Just when the fat man was impatient, Ye Fan, who had been silent, finally moved his lips slightly.
The crowd was delighted, thinking that Ye Fan had let go and was going to compromise.
However, who would have thought that what came out of Ye Fan's mouth was not a promise to hand over the treasure, but only one cold word.
"Get lost."
The voice was not loud, but it carried a bone-chilling coldness.
The crowd was shocked at the words.
They had never thought that this Ye Fan was so poor, but he was still so arrogant and cocky in front of so many of them.
"Sub-O!"
"I gave you a face, didn't I?"
"You really think you're a title master and we're afraid of you."
"A toothless tiger, what is there to fear?"
"I just spoke to you in a nice voice, that was to give you face."
"But since you're giving face and shame, don't blame us for bullying the few with the many!"
The fat man just now was also anxious.
He changed his previous amiable appearance, but cursed directly at Ye Fan.
After cursing, the fat man turned back to the crowd and said sternly.
"All of you, you also saw it."
"This bastard is stubborn and unwilling to hand over his treasures until the end of his life."
"Since that's the case, let's not waste any more time with him."
"Let's just do it!"
"Let's join forces and just kill him."
"Didn't he not deliver, we'll take it ourselves!"
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"That's right."
"Don't hesitate."
"Let's all do it together!"
"Join forces and kill~"
"Destroy it with thunder!"
"As for the treasures on him, whoever gets them first is the one who gets them~"
At this time, Leiluo also lit the last fire for the crowd from the side.
As expected, the crowd's greedy hearts were instantly ignited.
In the next moment, there were several people in the crowd, who directly rose up.
Like arrows, they ran out towards where Ye Fan was.
In their hands, they danced with their swords, and their feet roared with energy.
As the saying goes, a stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.
With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people no longer hesitated.
"Bastard, take your life!"
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"You asked for it~"
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"The treasure, it's ours!"
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Whooshing~
As the wind swept through, countless figures, in a matter of seconds, rushed out.
The overwhelming attacks, like waves, came from all directions.
The place where the fronts were heading was where Ye Fan was.
They roared, they laughed malevolently, and greed flickered in their eyes.
These people, just like hungry wolves devouring people, pounced on Ye Fan one after another.
"Wave Treading Palm!"
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"Running Thunder Sword~"
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"Six Mane Cutting~"
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It was as if the eight immortals had crossed the sea, each displaying their prowess.
The strong men of the various countries all used their own skills.
Each of them used almost all of their killing moves.
As the saying goes, the lion fights the hare with all its might.
Even though they were outnumbered, they didn't dare to slack off or take the enemy lightly in the face of Ye Fan.
After all, Ye Fan is a title master.
Although he was seriously injured, a tiger without fangs is still a tiger. The slightest carelessness may cause the boat to overturn in the gutter.
So, of course, the crowd did not dare to be careless.
Just like this, as everyone struck out, the heavens and earth were undoubtedly like boiling water, boiling violently.
The thousands of attacks were like rivers and lakes, gathering into streams, and a hundred rivers into the sea.
The momentum of the attack shook the heavens and earth.
Just the residual power from the overflow caused the earth to crack, and the mountains and rivers to shatter.
Within a radius of a hundred meters, the towering trees, like glass on the ground, were shattered and split apart under the power.
As for the tent where the people were drinking, it was even more miserable and was uprooted. The wine jars inside also exploded with a loud clatter.
The mellow liquor flowed all over the ground with the wind.
"My wine~"
"My wine."
"That's all the money~"
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"Son of a bitch You bunch of thousand knives, if you want to fight, stay away from the fight."
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The old man with the white beard was bleeding inside as he watched the wine jar explode in front of him.
"Shit!"
"Grandpa, what time is it, and you still care about your wine?"
"Let's get out of here."
"Or else, even we will be blown up like that wine jar~"
When she saw that her grandfather was still thinking about the wine at the moment of life and death, the little girl was angry and anxious.
As she complained, she pulled her grandfather away and fled in the distance.
At this time, the attacks of the crowd had already converged, and they were only a few meters away from Ye Fan.
In just a few more seconds, they would see the sight of Ye Fan dissipating in smoke amidst their combined attacks.
"Haha~"
"Die!"
"What my Indian Heavenly King has not done, I, Lei Luo, am about to do."
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"Foolish fellow."
"The way to live is not to go, but to die."
"Wouldn't it be good to hand over the treasure?"
"Well now, even the immortals can't save you."
Looking at the young man, who was already in deep trouble and at the end of his rope, some laughed sarcastically, some sneered, and some whispered disdainfully.
Phew~
The wind was roaring and the clouds were trembling.
Who would have thought that in a moment, Ye Fan would be in a desperate situation, being accused by a thousand men.
However, Leiluo and the others thought that they would see Ye Fan's desperate struggle and hear his roar of grief.
However, they were disappointed.
Even though he was in a desperate situation, even though he was at the end of his rope, this young man was still calm.
He always stood there quietly, with no joy or sorrow on his pretty face.
There was no trepidation, no despair, and no crying.
There was only blood all over his body, and indifference all over his eyes.
Finally, when the crowd's attack was about to fall, the young man raised his head.
He looked at the sky, at the sea of clouds, at all living things, at the Grylls and Grylls, and then, his ghostly laughter, like a rolling thunderbolt, pierced through the ages and resounded through the four directions.