However, in the face of what the God of War said, Ye Fan laughed.
That laugh was filled with ridicule.
"Giving me justice?"
"I guess that's what you told my wife more than half a year ago."
"But what was the result?"
"So War God, do you think I would still believe you now? Can I still trust your Martial God Hall?"
Ye Fan asked rhetorically, and within his faint laughter, there was a dense morose and chilling intent.
The War God's old face also turned a little red at Ye Fan's words.
"Ye Fan, what happened earlier was indeed my fault."
"But the same mistake, I will not make it a second time."
"This time, I promise that I will personally send that Lu Hua to the Martial Court to oversee the execution."
"There will never be any more accidents."
The War God spoke in a categorical manner, almost patting his chest and giving Ye Fan a guarantee.
However, Ye Fan did not have any intention of backing down in the slightest and continued to say forcefully, "There is no need to trouble you."
"I will kill my enemies myself."
"Now, I want you to take the initiative to hand over the person."
Ye Fan said back coldly.
"Impossible!"
As soon as Ye Fan's words fell, Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng walked straight out and said in a stern voice.
"How would my hall, the Yanxia Martial God Hall, submit to a junior like you?"
"Forcing us to hand over our people, you are simply delusional!"
"The fact that we let you leave in peace and did not pursue your responsibility for today is already a great forgiveness and concession from my Martial God Hall."
"I didn't expect this brat to be ungrateful, but he's even getting nasty."
"How dare you ask our Martial God Hall to hand over someone to you?"
"What, do you really think that our Martial God Hall can't rule you?"
Mo Gucheng was full of anger, and his voice was like a thunderclap, raising a fierce wind in the Yan Mountains.
In fact, it was no wonder that Mo Gucheng was so angry.
After all, Ye Fan's act of coming to the door today to ask for someone had already caused the Martial God Hall to lose face.
The War God had just made the decision to allow Ye Fan to retreat peacefully, which was actually equivalent to the Martial God Hall's concession to Ye Fan to a certain extent.
Now, Ye Fan also told the Martial God Hall to meekly hand over the man.
If this really went along with Ye Fan's wishes, if word got out, how could their Martial God Hall lose face?
The world would still say that they were afraid of Ye Fan?
This time, not only was Mo Kucheng angry, but the God of War himself was also a little displeased.
He looked at Ye Fan and said in a deep voice, "Ye Fan, it is impossible to hand over the person."
"I understand your feelings, but you should understand us."
"The Martial God Hall is the highest authority of the Yanxia Martial Dao, and its sacred majesty is inviolable."
"Even if that Lu Hua is wrong, he should be handed over to the Martial Hall for trial, not to you."
"If we hand him over to you today, where is the majesty of the Martial God Hall?"
"What about the majesty of the Yanxia Martial Dao?"
"Therefore, there is no way I can grant you this request."
The War God spoke in a stern voice, and within his low words, there was not the slightest room for manoeuvre at all.
"In that case, then there is nothing more to say."
Ye Fan faintly returned a sentence.
And then, he jerked his head up.
Within those deep, dark pupils, there was an endless coldness and harshness that began to linger and rise.
At the same time, Ye Fan's entire might was also beginning to converge at a terrifying speed.
"Eh?"
"What does this guy want?"
.....
"Crap!"
"Does he want to come hard?"
"Just fight his way into the Martial God Hall and rob someone?"
.....
"Oh my god..."
"This guy is crazy, right?"
"The War God and Sword Saint are all here?"
"He doesn't want to live, does he..."
.....
Although Ye Fan had not yet made a move, the crowd around him was all aghast when they saw the situation in front of them.
Everyone was close to being frightened out of their minds.
How could they not have expected that this young man in front of them would have such a big dog's guts.
In front of the four pillar states, he dared to say such ruthless words, and looking at that look, he really wanted to directly fight with the War God and the others directly.
"Ye Fan, what are you doing?"
"Have you really gone mad?"
"Don't back off yet!"
When Tang Hao saw this, he was also frightened.
Immediately, he spoke and spoke kindly.
Amongst the Martial God Hall, apart from War God Ye Qingtian, Tang Hao was the only one left who admired Ye Fan extremely.
It was out of love and appreciation for talent that Tang Hao naturally did not want to see Ye Fan do such an absurd and foolish thing.
After all, if Ye Fan really did it, it would be tantamount to standing against the Martial God Hall and the country's martial arts.
Such an outcome was in no way what Tang Hao wanted to see.
Not only Tang Hao, but the War God's brow was also tightly furrowed at this moment.
"Ye Fan, you'd better think clearly."
"If you really move against us today, what does it mean?"
"The Martial God Hall, as well as the Yanxia Martial Dao, has a limit to how much they will tolerate you."
"If you overstep our limits, not only the Fist Emperor, but also I, Ye Qingtian, will not be able to tolerate you!"
Ye Qingtian's words were low, and his morose tone was full of warnings and reminders.
Although he appreciated Ye Fan, this was not a reason for Ye Fan to act lawlessly and recklessly.
Once Ye Fan's behaviour exceeded a certain limit, then Ye Qingtian would have to kill him even if he did not want to!
A superbly gifted and strong person was the fortune of a nation's martial dao.
However, a strong person who did not abide by the rules was a calamity to the country's martial dao, and indeed to the world's martial dao!
"Bottom line?"
Ye Fan let out a cold laugh.
"You were the ones who overstepped my bottom line first!"
Boom~
As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's aura exploded.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of dazzling golden light rushed up into the sky beneath the River of Heaven.
With the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger whistling, the Dragon God's Body was then suddenly released.
A majestic and incomparable majesty then swept through the entire heaven and earth like a mighty river.
"War God!"
"You saw it too?"
"It's this brat who doesn't know any better."
"In that case, why do we have to put up with it any longer?"
"Just kill him on the spot!"
The Fist Emperor shouted lowly, his heart having held back for a long time, he charged out once again.
The Sword Saint also shook his head, "War God, this kind of person is not worthy of your shelter."
"My Yanxia Martial Dao also does not need such a person to be sheltered."
"We have been benevolent enough, it is he who does not know how to cherish it."
The Sword Saint spoke slowly, and then, only to see a long sword, it shot from the Martial God Hall behind him and arrived under the Sword Saint.
The sharp blade of the sword reflected an ice-cold cold light.
Looking at that, the Sword Saint was also prepared to personally take action to rid Yanxia of this scourge.
Ye Qingtian was silent for a long time, and he took one last look at Ye Fan before nodding, "If he does it, then let it be as you wish."
After saying this, Ye Qingtian turned his head away, unwilling to look any further.
Whoosh~
It was at this time that Ye Fan's might had already gathered, and a huge palm was about to fall down on the Fist Emperor and the others in front of him.
However, at this moment, underneath Yan Mountain, a black SUV, then rushed up like a madman.
And then, the car door opened, and a woman with a face full of panic rushed down with unparalleled worry.
With red eyes, she cried out from afar at Ye Fan, "Ye Fan, don't~"