"Knowing the sin?"
However, in the face of a thousand accusations, Ye Fan was unafraid.
He looked down on all beings and sneered proudly.
A morose and majestic voice resounded quietly in this heaven and earth as if it were a thunderclap.
"Hahahaha~"
"How dare you ask me to know my crime?"
"I, Ye Fan, am not guilty of anything?"
"That man from the Lu family has disrupted my foundation and harmed my relatives."
"He doesn't know how to repent, but he's still making things up and talking nonsense."
"I have shown him great mercy by leaving his body intact."
"He is also to blame for what has happened today."
"It is you who have no eyes to see, no sense of right and wrong."
"I killed a man who deserved to be killed, and they call me a puppet hand and a heartless devil."
"Then dare I ask, if the person who was killed today was me, would you all be verbally attacking that old dog of the Lu family, calling him a devil and a puppet hand?"
Ye Fan laughed in anger and asked several questions in a row, but they rang out one after another in this heaven and earth.
The majestic voice and hefty words were like gold and stone falling to the ground, throwing a loud sound.
"Shut up!"
"You Yanxia scum, you are full of nonsense and tyrannical."
"How can Old Master Lu be compared to a scum like you?"
"Moreover, you, junior, dare to call us ants and show such disrespect to the elders of the martial arts."
"How treacherous!"
The crowd cursed angrily, and then the people present turned their heads to look at He Chen, the special envoy of the Martial God Hall, at the side, and asked for orders, "Elder He, can you still watch this Ye Fan act like this?"
"Old Mr. Lu is a highly respected person in Yanxia, a sealed patriarch personally ennobled by the Martial God Temple, and a divine general of our Yanxia pillar state."
"Today, he died a tragic death at the hands of Ye Fan."
"This junior's actions are clearly a slap in the face of the Martial God Temple, and he has completely stood in opposition to the entire Yanxia Martial Dao."
"At this moment, he has just finished his battle, he is at the end of his strength, and his strength must be empty. Why don't you go out and kill him with a thunderbolt?"
"To avenge Old Mr. Lu, and to eradicate the scourge for my Yanxia Martial Dao, and to do justice to Heaven!"
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"Yes."
"Elder He, as a special envoy of the Martial God Temple, you must not remain indifferent?"
"Take advantage of the fact that he is now in a void, hurry up and kill him."
"Eradicate the scourge of my Yanxia Martial Dao, completely and permanently!"
Amongst the crowd, a one-eyed old man also stepped forward, bitterly pleading.
As a few people took the lead, more and more people stepped forward.
In the end, the eyes of almost everyone present fell on He Chen.
Now, Lu Songliang had fallen.
Of all the people present, the one with the greatest strength and prestige was naturally this Martial God Hall's special envoy, He Chen.
Therefore, the crowd today naturally had no choice but to request He Chen to strike and kill Ye Fan.
"Elder He, make a move!"
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"Yes, Elder He, make your move~"
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"Please, Elder He, kill such scum to right the majesty of our Yanxia martial dao and to remove the devil and defend the way~"
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All at once, the crowd was outraged.
On the shores of the West Lake, hundreds of people all came forward and bowed to He Chen with clasped hands.
The sincere words and poignant voices resounded throughout the West Lake like a torrent from the nine heavens.
Obviously, Ye Fan's act of risking the world to exterminate Lu Songliang had aroused the wrath of the public.
All of the martial arts practitioners present asked He Chen to come forward and exterminate Ye Fan to avenge Lu Songliang and eradicate the scourge for the martial arts of Yanxia.
However, He Chen was not stupid, although he already had the intention to kill Ye Fan, but Ye Fan was after all a Seal Master, and even though Ye Fan had just experienced a Seal Battle, he was still not confident that he could get rid of Ye Fan with his own strength alone.
Therefore, in the face of the people's advice, He Chen said in a deep voice, "This Ye Fan should indeed die!"
"Killing the innocent indiscriminately and brutally."
"Everyone is right, if we don't take the opportunity to get rid of him today, he will become the greatest scourge to our Yanxia Martial Dao in the future!"
"However, although this youngster is at the end of his rope, a hundred-footed worm will not die."
"If we want to kill him in one blow, I alone will not be able to do it."
"We must combine our efforts and use the power of thousands to completely destroy this junior."
He Chen's words could be described as a call to action.
In just an instant, all the people present responded.
"Yes!"
"We will join forces~"
"Destroy this thief!"
"Do the right thing for Heaven!!!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
In a flash, several figures rose up from the crowd.
As the storm swept by, a single move began to converge from under the crowd.
"Wave Leg!"
....
"Wind Running Fist~"
....
"Wuji Sword~"
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"Mantis Claw~"
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Or fist or palm, or chop or slash.
A variety of attacks were unleashed without reservation.
It could be said that the eight immortals were crossing the sea, each showing their own skills!
In order to kill Ye Fan, these people were also desperate, one by one, they used all of their master skills.
The entire West Lake was like boiling water, boiling violently.
These people in front of us might not be strong enough individually.
But what about when ten or a hundred people gather together?
As the saying goes, a hundred rivers become an ocean, and as the saying goes, a star fire starts a prairie.
When countless weak people gather together, they can naturally explode with incomparable power.
After all the people had made their moves, He Chen, who was in the middle of the crowd, no longer hesitated.
His eyebrows were icy cold and his old eyes were like torches.
In his dantian, there was a gathering of powerful qi.
Within his sinews and veins, there was Qi and blood rushing.
Infinite power began to coalesce on his palm.
The whole man was like a powerful bow gradually opening up.
Until finally, it was drawn into a full moon.
"Overlord Divine Palm!"
Boom~
A low explosive shout could be described as a stone shattering sound.
Thousands of might were instantly released.
In the distance, Chu Wenfei and the others could only see a majestic palm print sweeping out.
Until it converged with the attacks of the crowd.
As the saying goes, quantitative change causes qualitative change.
With so many people combining their efforts, those countless attacks converged together, surprisingly forming a huge storm of energy.
As if it was like a flood of fierce beasts, it hissed and roared as it swept towards the direction where Ye Fan was.
Everywhere along the way, wind and clouds swirled and mountains and rocks crumbled.
The entire West Lake was nearly overturned in its entirety.
"This~"
"This~ This..."
Looking at such a terrifying scene in front of them, Chu Wenfei, Yang Zijiang and the others, had been completely stunned.
There was a look of shock in their brows.
They could hardly imagine that this kind of scene, which normally only appeared in movies, they were actually seeing it with their own eyes today.
How could human power be so powerful?
Chu Wenfei and the others only felt that their world view, which had been intact for decades, was shattered at this moment!
However, while Chu Wenfei and the others were trembling in shock, only He Yurou's small hands were clenched tightly, her beautiful eyes not blinking as she looked ahead, her brows filled with worry.
She didn't know if Ye Fan would still be able to withstand the attacks of so many people?