As one man took the lead, he stirred up waves in the crowd.
Soon there were more and more angry voices in the crowd, agreeing.
"Yes, take the opportunity to kill him!"
"Never let it go~"
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"Even if he doesn't die, we have to cripple his cultivation."
"So that he will know what it means to be superior to the young and the old? What does it mean to respect your seniors?"
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The people were saying.
In the end, these people went so far as to walk to the shore of the lake and prayed to Lv Songliang, "Please, Lu, do the will of Heaven and slay this martial scum!"
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"Please, Mr Lu, do the will of Heaven and kill these maniacs!"
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Behind him, the crowd was already agitated.
After hearing these words, Lu Songliang's mouth, however, a smiling, scheming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Yes, the reason he had just put such a big label on Ye Fan was to win the hearts of the people.
As long as the public opinion was on his side, then the next thing he would do was to really kill Ye Fan, then it would also be to go along with the public opinion and the people's heart.
At that time, even if the Martial Hall were to pursue him, it wouldn't be able to find a reason.
Lu Songliang has always placed great importance on fame and morality.
To harm his compatriots is, after all, a detrimental statement.
But now, with righteousness on his side, if he kills Ye Fan, no one will blame him for the Yanxia Martial Dao.
On the contrary, he would gain another wave of fame and prestige from it.
Yes, in fact, Lu Songliang already had a death wish the moment he learned that the person in front of him was Ye Fan.
Of course, he knew what Ye Fan came for this time to take revenge.
From the moment they gave Lu Hua the permission to enter Jiangdong and take over Ye Fan's foundation, they already had an irreconcilable conflict with him.
Before, the Lv family thought that Ye Fan had fallen, so they didn't care about it.
But now that Ye Fan has returned alive, Lv Songliang naturally wants to take this opportunity to put an end to the problem.
Otherwise, being missed by a title clan master all the time would be hard on anyone.
Now, the ruse had worked.
Lv Songliang naturally had no need to worry.
He lifted his head, his pale face containing majesty and pride.
"Peerless Grandmaster, can you hear the cry of the people?"
"You have offended the Martial Temple and blasphemed the martial beliefs of my Yanxia, and now you are threatening to slaughter my Lu Clan."
"You are tyrannical and murderous, domineering and treacherous, and you can be considered as an injustice to the heavens!"
"Now, I will do the will of the people of Yanxia and do the will of Heaven."
"Let today's battle be the battle for my world-famous fame, Lu Songliang.
"With your blood, I will build my glory."
The sound of majesty resounds through the sky.
Between words, the heavens and earth began to boil.
Monstrous power, as if summoned, gathered wildly towards the summit of the West Lake.
The aura on Lv Songliang's body was also rising at a terrifying speed.
The wind surged around him, and the water beneath his feet was like a vast ocean rushing.
Numerous waves of water actually condensed into layers of mist.
In the hazy mist, Lv Songliang was standing proudly.
From afar, he looked like an immortal, standing between the clouds and fog, banish or exile like an immortal.
Looking at the scene before them, the gazes of countless people looking at Lv Songliang undoubtedly showed even more respect.
"Worthy of being a title grandmaster."
"Not even a single move has been made yet, but the might of his body is already as monstrous as the abyssal sea."
"If Lu Songliang were to strike with all his might later, how terrifying and spectacular would that might be?"
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In the crowd, people are talking.
The words were filled with excitement and anticipation.
The title grandmaster had always stood at the pinnacle of the martial world.
There were so many people here, who, until now, had hardly ever seen a title master with their own eyes, let alone experienced the majesty of a strong title master.
And now, the battle between the two great title clans was about to begin.
Looking at the Yan Xia Martial Dao, this was definitely an extremely rare battle.
"Yes~"
"They say that the power of the seal is comparable to that of a million masters."
"Previously, knowledge of the power of the title came only from the words of a book."
"Today, we are able to be there and observe the battle so closely."
"We, too, are witnessing history~"
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On the West Lake, the battle has not yet begun.
But the onlookers are already agitated.
As they spoke, they stared ahead without blinking.
The excited look was as if they were about to witness a miracle.
"Son, do you see it?"
"Did you see the power of your grandfather?"
"My Lü clan has a history of hundreds of years."
"But your grandfather, definitely counts as, the greatest figure in the history of the Lu Clan."
"Next, you have to appreciate the battle."
"Appreciate your grandfather, how he killed the madman with his bare hands. Appreciate how my Lü family has ascended to the top of the Yanxia martial arts giants."
"Of course, what is more important is to seriously appreciate how your grandfather fought."
"You are the one who can gain one point of insight and experience from it, and that will be of great benefit to your future martial dao cultivation."
At the back of the crowd, a father and son watched from afar.
These two were naturally Lu Hua and his father, Lu Ziming.
At this time, Lv Ziming was teaching Lv Hua with great attention to detail, and his words had the confidence of his old father, and even more ardent expectations for his son.
However, listening to Lv Ziming's tone, he seemed to be winning the battle.
Thinking about it, one side was a youngster who had only recently become famous and had only been training in martial arts for twenty years or so.
On the other side, there were martial arts seniors who had already been famous for many years and were highly respected in the Yanxia Martial Dao, with a hundred-year heritage.
Even though Lv Songliang had just entered the title, in the eyes of the public, Elder Lv's thick and thin, centuries-old heritage was still not something that a small junior could contend with.
Lv Ziming was by no means the only one who thought this way.
It could be said that everyone present felt the same way.
However, his own father's comfort did not make the uneasiness in Lv Hua's heart dissipate by half.
Others had not seen Ye Fan's skills, but he, Lv Hua, had.
Back then in the land of the rainforest, hundreds of strong fighters of the martial dao of various countries were unable to do anything about this young man.
With one punch and one kick, he blew up the strongest clansmen of the Chu Gate.
Wasn't the Ye Fan of that time, before he displayed his majesty, the same, unpopular, treated as an idiot and considered to be seeking his own death?
But as a result, it is still the young man who has the last laugh.
History had proved countless times that this teenager in front of him was by no means as simple as his age.
Therefore, even though everyone was not optimistic about Ye Fan at this point, Lu Hua still couldn't help but ask in his heart, "Grandpa, will he really be his opponent?"
Buzz~
Suddenly, at this moment, a resonant sound of the sword broke the last silence of the world.
Everyone could only see a blue mane light up in the depths of the celestial river.
Immediately afterwards, a seven-foot blue peak shot up from the distant sky.
It was like electricity and light.
In an instant, it flew into Lv Songliang's hand.
With his longsword in hand, Lv Songliang stepped on the sky and in the next moment, swung his sword in a fury.
"Junior, give me your life!"
Phew!
The wind surges and the waves swell.
A battle at the top, on the verge of a pinnacle!