What kind of angry words were those.
It was so powerful that it was like a thunder dragon running through heaven and earth, or like lightning shooting straight into the heart of the sky.
At the moment these words rang out, the heavens and earth trembled violently.
Even the Sword Saint and the others could only feel a harsh and majestic might that seemed like an abyssal sea sweeping over them, causing people to change their expressions.
"Eh?"
"What is this?"
Horrified, the Sword Saint and the others raised their heads to look far away.
Only to see that, in the depths of the Heavenly River, there was actually a slim figure that had quietly appeared.
He stepped into the sky, and he was burning with rage.
Like a demon from the abyss, his killing intent and anger were so great that they almost condensed into substance.
While the Sword Saint and the others were amazed, no one saw that Tang Yun, who had originally gone to her death with emotion, burst into tears in an instant after hearing these words.
The once magnificent face was covered with crystals.
Tang Yun knew that it was that young man, who had arrived.
"Yun Dao Tian, Yun Yang kicked!"
Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, Ye Fan directly exploded into a supreme strike as soon as he appeared.
In the darkness of the night, the Sword Saint and the others could only see a figure that was as swift as a stream of light, as fast as a frightening star.
It was like a shadow of light, tearing through the night curtain of the void.
In a flash of lightning, he reached Tang Yun in an instant.
In the midst of his furious voice, he saw the young man standing across the void and stamping his foot down against the combined attack of the Sword Saint and the others.
The majestic might was like a titanic mountain crushing the top.
The foot of a thousand juns just clashed with the power gathered by the Sword Saint and Tang Hao.
It was like a needle point against a wheat point.
The Sword Saint and the others saw that the original sure-kill strike against Tang Yun was abruptly delayed under this kick.
"What?"
At that moment, the Fist King and the others froze slightly.
They were clearly in shock that their opponent, surprisingly, was able to retard the combined momentum of their three great Seals' attacks.
However, their shock only lasted for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, another even more violent attack came head-on!
"Cloud Dao Heavenly Extinction"
"Second Form, Fiery Mountain Avalanche!"
Boom~
The powerful qi swept up the wind and sand, and the fierce wind blew away the falling leaves.
Beneath the ten-thousand-mile heavenly river, between the stars and the moon, there was a slim young man, as if a powerful bow had been drawn into a full moon, and the iron fist clenched in his hand was the bow and arrow on the string.
In an instant, a thousand mighty shots were fired!
The combined attack of the Sword Saint and the others collided with each other again.
The moment the punch landed, it was like a huge boulder smashing into the sea, causing a huge wave to rise.
The Sword Saint's and his three men's attacks were even shattered in response.
Under this strike, the attacks of this Yan Xia's three greatest seals did not even last for a moment.
It was as if the autumn wind had swept away the falling leaves and was instantly crushed.
"What?"
"This... How is this possible?"
When the attack was broken, the Sword Saint and the others were all shocked, the Fist Emperor was even more horrified, and Tang Hao's eyes widened then as he looked at the scene in disbelief.
However, as they were horrified, the punching power that had defeated their attack continued to sweep towards the three of them again.
The Sword Saint and the others turned pale and hurriedly retreated. Fortunately, after the collision, the punch had been weakened by a few percent, and the three of them managed to dodge it with all their might.
However, just as they were breathing a sigh of relief, those cold, unemotional words rang out again.
"The third stance, the Seal of Heaven!
Subtlety~
What else?
Feeling the sharpness and might that was once again revealed in front of them, Tang Hao and the others pissed themselves at that moment.
With pale old faces, they frantically burst back while cursing in a frightened voice.
However, it was already too late.
That heaven-shading palm print had already gathered and taken shape.
With an overwhelming momentum, it suddenly fell down.
Only a boom was heard.
The three Sword Saints were sent flying like balls of leather, directly sent flying a thousand metres by this palm.
Along the way, they smashed into many high walls and iron walls before finally landing on the ground.
Pfft~
Pfft!
Pfft~
The three Sword Saints' bodies jerked almost simultaneously, and then crimson blood poured out of their mouths.
Their faces were as pale as the tide, and they quickly went pale.
"Bastard!"
"Who is it?"
"Which ungrateful bastard dared to sneak attack our Yanxia Martial God Temple?"
The Fist Emperor spat out the blood from the corner of his mouth, clenched his palms and crawled up from the ground before rushing towards the slim figure in front of him, gritting his teeth and cursing.
At this moment, the wind and sand that had swirled up obscured their vision.
So much so that, the Sword Saint and the others could not see the face of the person coming at all.
The only thing they could see was just a thin and blurred figure.
Until, after the sand and wind had cleared and the dust had settled.
Only then did the youngster's clear face slowly come into focus in the sight of the Fist King and the others.
"Ye... Ye Fan?"
....
"What the... How is... It's you!"
....
After seeing Ye Fan's face, as if it was a bolt from the blue, Tang Hao's entire person was directly dumbfounded.
The Sword Saint's complexion changed drastically, and he was even too shocked to speak.
As for the Fist Emperor, his entire body was dumbfounded, frozen in place, unable to utter a single word.
Obviously, the three of them had never dreamed that the powerful person who had just blocked their combined attack with a thunderous force, and then repelled the three of them in one fell swoop with one against three, would be Ye Fan?
This youngster's strength was undoubtedly far beyond what they had expected.
"Hmph, just taking advantage of someone's danger."
"It was our carelessness that allowed him to succeed in his sneak attack."
"There's nothing to be alarmed about."
"Otherwise, a junior, even if he is strong, would never be a match for the three of us."
After a brief tremor, Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng quickly came back to his senses.
With a black face, he spoke in a cold and disdainful voice.
The two of them, Sword Saint and Tang Hao, were silent.
Even the War God looked in Ye Fan's direction and frowned.
Ignoring the reactions of Mo Kucheng and the others, after repelling the three Sword Saints in one fell swoop, Ye Fan's figure, then landed in front of Tang Yun.
He stopped there and looked down.
The once graceful and noble Chu Sect Sect Master was now haggard, like a candle flame in the wind.
Her pretty face was tragically white and her long skirt was stained with blood.
The plain, white dress was stained with blood.
Probably no one would have thought that the girl who was dying in front of him was Tang Yun, who was number one on the current list and wielded endless power.
At this moment, Ye Fan felt a needle-like stabbing pain in his heart.
Self-reproach, guilt, remorse~
All sorts of emotions swept through Ye Fan's entire heart in an instant.
After all, if it wasn't for him, how could Tang Yun have fallen to this state?
If he had not left in desperation before, but had stayed here to guard her, would he not have allowed the Martial God Hall to take advantage of the situation.
After a short silence, Ye Fan finally reached out his hand to Tang Yun.
He wanted to help her up.
However, even though Tang Yun, who was already at the end of her rope, still maintained her last stubbornness when facing Ye Fan.
Facing Ye Fan's outstretched palm, Tang Yun resolutely turned her head away.
She did not want to look at him, nor did she want to see him, let alone accept his pity.
She even bit her red lips tightly, trying not to cry out.
But the tears, nonetheless, flowed out indefensibly.
"Rhyme, I'm sorry."
"I'm the one who was too slow."
"I should have thought of that."
"Really, I'm sorry."
"For making you, suffer so much."
With guilt, Ye Fan apologised to Tang Yun repeatedly.
But Tang Yun simply ignored her and just turned her head away, not even looking at Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, what the hell are you up to?"
"This demon girl killed 100,000 of my Yanxia's people, why did you still go out to save him?"
"Why don't you follow us and kill him together to avenge the fathers and mothers of your homeland!"
As Ye Fan apologized, Tang Hao's slightly angry voice came from behind him.