When saying these words, Boxing Emperor Mo Gucheng's heart is nearly dripping blood ah.
They are the pillar of the country, ruling the martial arts of China, shouldering the mission of growing the power of the martial arts of China.
All along, they have been attentively cultivating their descendants strong.
There was no telling how much resources it would cost to train a sect master, or even a sealed sect master.
But now, in just one day, Ye Fan had slaughtered two great Patriarchs.
Not only that, but even more than a hundred strong people below the sect master were also tragically killed.
Back then when the Chu Sect invaded, the martial arts powerhouse that fell in China was only a few hundred people, right?
Now hearing these numbers, the Fist King and others naturally felt shocked!
"Sword Saint, don't hesitate."
"Give the order."
"Let me go to Jiangbei and capture this son!"
"If he resists, I will behead him in the north of the river."
"Such indiscriminate killing of innocent scum fanatics, if we don't get rid of them now, they will be a monstrous scourge to my China in the future!"
The Fist Emperor gritted his teeth and said.
"Boxer, first calm down ah."
"Things have not been investigated clearly."
"Who is right and who is wrong, it is impossible to jump to conclusions at this point."
"Let's investigate carefully first, and after we figure out the right and wrong, the context, then it's not too late to make a decision."
Tang Hao still advised.
He always felt that there must be a hidden agenda.
If not, how could a strong sealer, after disappearing for a year, suddenly go to Jiangbei and go on a killing spree?
The Lv family father and son must have concealed something.
Although Tang Hao and Ye Fan only met once, but that day of contact, that young man left an extremely deep impression on Tang Hao.
With Ye Fan's heart, if there was no special reason, it would never be possible to commit such a big killing.
"Hmph, what else is there to investigate?"
"Could it be that that Lu Songliang was not killed by Ye Fan?"
"The lives of hundreds of powerful people in my China were not beheaded by that junior?"
"The majesty of my Martial God Hall was not trampled by that little man?"
"Even if there is a big hidden agenda, that is not a reason for him to kill the innocent and slaughter his compatriots."
"If this Ye Fan is not killed, how can our Martial God Hall give an explanation to the martial arts in China?"
"How can we unify the martial dao of the country in the future?"
"But~"
Tang Hao wanted to say something else, but immediately afterwards, he was interrupted by the Fist Emperor's stern voice.
"That's enough!"
"Tang Hao, watch your stance."
"I know that you and the War God both admire that Ye Fan."
"I also admit that at such a young age, this son has such a cultivation level, and is indeed an amazing talent that rarely comes out in a hundred years."
"However, if his character is not good and his heart is not right, his good talent and power will only be a disaster and a scourge for our China!"
"When the time comes, it is my Chinese martial art that will suffer!"
Mo Gucheng's low voice was almost a thousand pounds.
In the entire hall, can not stop echoing.
"This..."
Tang Hao finally silent, he opened his mouth, has no way to refute.
Yes, what Mo Gucheng said was right.
Even if Ye Fan had more reasons, he shouldn't slaughter the weak in such a way.
This is a big taboo!
What's more, Ye Fan had killed Lu Songliang at the feast of seals.
This kind of behavior was just like openly calling out to the Martial God Hall.
All of Ye Fan's actions had seriously touched the bottom line of the Martial God Hall, and even more deeply trampled on the majesty of the Martial God Hall.
The fist emperor, they are not angry.
Sure enough, the Sword Saint, who had been silent, also nodded heavily and decided to take action against Ye Fan.
"This son's bloody killings are already unacceptable to my Chinese martial dao."
"This matter, we really cannot ignore it."
"Lone City, just go to Jiangbei on behalf of the Martial God Temple and find Ye Fan."
"Tell him to come to Yanshan and confess his guilt."
"If he resists and doesn't comply, you can respond to the opportunity!"
"In short, use all means to bring him to Yanshan."
"I have to confront him face to face!"
The Sword Saint spoke in a deep voice, his words were filled with coldness.
"Good."
The Fist Emperor immediately agreed.
Of course, after the Sword Saint announced his decision, the Fist Emperor did not immediately go to Jiangbei, but called the Lu family's father and son to the hall and asked Ye Fan where he was.
"Was that Ye Fan still in Lin'an when you came?"
Inside the Martial God Hall, the Lu family's father and son were much calmer compared to when they came, and had long since lost their initial trepidation.
After all, in the eyes of Lu Hua, their father and son, as long as they arrived at Yanshan, they would be safe.
Lu Hua's father was a Sealed Patriarch of China, and the Martial God Hall had the duty to shelter the relatives of Sealed Powers.
Therefore, as long as they kept hiding in the Martial God Hall, the amount of that Ye Fan could not help them.
"In reply to Lord Fist, when we came, that Ye Fan was indeed still in Lin'an."
"After he killed my grandfather, he went to our Lu family manor and slaughtered my Lu clan."
"But by this time, I reckon he should have already fled back to Jiangdong."
"So if Lord Fist wants to go and capture him, it would be best to go directly to Jiangdong."
"As far as I know, that Ye Fan's relatives are now living in the Jiangdong military district."
"If you go there directly, you will be able to wait for that kid even if you keep watch."
Lu Hua spoke viciously.
Mo Gucheng nodded: "Well, what you said makes sense."
"That junior has committed such a crime, he must have left by this time."
"It seems that if I go to look for him, I should go to Jiangdong."
After having a decision in mind, Mo Gucheng did not delay.
He decided to go to Jiangdong to capture Ye Fan in the same night.
Before leaving, the Sword Saint and others saw him off in front of the temple: "Fist King, be careful."
"That Ye Fan may not have the same strength as you, but since he was able to defeat Lu Songliang, he must have already reached the Seal of Strength."
"Just do what you can!"
"If you have difficulty in subduing him with the power of one person. Then let me know, I will send someone to Jiangdong to help you."
The Sword Saint spoke in a deep voice.
The Fist Emperor, however, waved his hand, proudly: "It is not necessary."
"A junior is just a junior, I guess he met some monstrous chance to get this achievement today."
"However, juniors are juniors after all."
"Our heritage is not comparable to that of a junior?"
"It is no exaggeration to say that I, the Fist Emperor, defeated him, only like defeating a dog!"
The Fist Emperor proudly shouted low.
The powerful and domineering voice was just like a thunderstorm.
After that, he pushed open the door of the hall, and wanted to step into the air and leave.
However, at this moment, the original calm sky, suddenly cold down.
The air in this room suddenly became oppressive.
Immediately afterwards, sand and rocks rose up.
At the end of the heavenly river, there was a wild wind surging.
Boundless fallen leaves, have risen.
Looking from afar, it was like a wild devil dancing around.
"Hmm?"
"This is..."
The movement in the distance soon caused the Sword Saint and others to be alerted.
The Fist King, who was ready to leave, also stopped in his tracks at once.
All of them, looked towards the front.
Only to see, under the dark night, a cold lonely shadow, walking alone!
The place where the fronts were directed, was clearly the top of Yan Mountain!