"How... How?"
"It's... This... How is this possible?"
Only after a long silence did a voice that drew in a cold breath quietly resounded.
Tang Hao, one of the Martial God Hall's Hall Masters and the one with the title of Hao Tian, was similarly dumbfounded in place.
A pair of old eyes stared dead in disbelief at the scene in front of him.
All this, happened too fast.
Everything, it was almost between lightning and stone.
Tang Hao originally thought that the battle between Ye Fan and the Fist Emperor would be a shocking and unbelievable battle.
But who would have thought that the boxing emperor was defeated so quickly.
Only two punches and one kick, then suppressed a generation of seal boxing emperor.
Ye Fan's momentum was as strong as a broken bamboo.
With a devastating momentum, he instantly defeated Mo Gucheng.
Not to mention the ability to fight back, not even the ability to fight.
"Too... It's too strong~"
"This... This Ye Fan, too... Too strong."
"The Fist Emperor seal, in front of him, is as weak as a chicken and dog?"
From afar, those martial artists watching the battle were similarly sweating and lost their voices.
The gaze towards Ye Fan was only as if he was looking at a monster.
All the previous hostility and doubts towards Ye Fan disappeared at this moment.
The only thing that remained in his heart was his fear and awe of Ye Fan.
Obviously, Ye Fan's strength, the defeat of the Fist King, greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
Previously, many people questioned Ye Fan's strength.
After all, he was too young.
A sealed sect master in his early twenties is really hard to convince people?
Even through the battle of Jiangbei, Ye Fan slaughtered a group of masters.
Relying on the fierce name and ruthlessness, although suppressing a lot of doubts about his voice in the martial arts world.
However, there are still some people who still have hostility towards Ye Fan in their hearts.
Some of them even thought of capturing and killing Ye Fan one day to avenge the revenge of Jiangbei.
But now, the hatred for Ye Fan in the hearts of those Jiangbei martial artists has undoubtedly disappeared cleanly.
Defeating a patriarch is a crime, defeating a seal is a hero!
Today Ye Fan, two fists and one foot stepped through the Fist Emperor, shattering the myth of the undefeated contemporary Pillar State.
Not only two arms to the boxing emperor broke, even the face to him crooked.
And that last kick is directly kicked the boxing emperor to the ground, and then to him to erect a fast plaque can be a cemetery, not even have to dig a pit.
From the beginning to the end of the arrangement to the boxing emperor clear.
Even the seal was defeated under Ye Fan, who would dare to have bad thoughts and hatred for him.
Moreover, they do not deserve it.
Hate a seal of power who abused the boxing emperor like a dog, they deserve it?
Really do not deserve.
Yes, this is the most real thought in the hearts of the people at this time.
While Tang Hao and the others were trembling, hundreds of meters away, Ke Che and the others who were originally watching the tiger fight from across the mountain, after seeing the Fist King being abused, without saying a word, they turned their heads and ran away.
"It's horrible~"
"He's a monster."
"A monster through and through!"
"Fortunately, I just listened to Lord Haotian and gave him a confession and apology."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll really die without a burial place~"
Recalling the scene of sweeping the Fist Emperor just now, Ke Che was scared to death inside.
A few minutes ago, these five clerics thought that their revenge would be avenged, and their hearts were so happy.
But the face hit came unawares, or so fast.
Ke Che and Yan Bu Ping could not care less about being confused and ran away.
The wretched appearance, only as if fleeing the general.
Ke Che was ready to run to the deep forest, hide his name and hide.
Ye Fan does not die, he will not come out.
Otherwise, Ke Che was really afraid that Ye Fan would find him again later and kill him.
Claptrap~
The rain was still falling.
That continuous rain curtain, as if there was no end.
Summer has arrived.
In the past few days, the warm and humid air from the south came north to Jiangdong, also bringing numerous rains.
However, this complicated sound of rain now seemed like an applause to Ye Fan.
As for Ye Fan, after strongly suppressing the Fist King, he did not stay here too much.
He turned around and walked towards the direction where Qiu Mu Orange and the girls were.
Only, on the way back, Tang Hao happened to be standing there, blocking Ye Fan's forward path.
Ye Fan stopped.
He raised his head, and his indifferent gaze, coldly fell on Tang Hao.
He looked at him, frowned, and his quiet words, quietly rang out, "You want to stop me too?"
When he said these words, Ye Fan's majesty from earlier did not dissipate.
Above his spine, there was still golden light flowing.
That strange pattern, as if a swimming dragon flowed.
Like a mountain-like pressure, as if the devil god reincarnated.
So much so that Tang Hao, under the might of Ye Fan, felt a few palpitations.
The cold sweat on the forehead, along the forehead face, can not help but drip down.
A long time speechless, the two are so stiff.
The atmosphere here, after also Ye Fan asked the words, cold down.
Just when everyone thought that Patriarch Haotian was about to stand up for the Fist Emperor.
But who would have thought that in the next moment, this Haotian Patriarch, unexpectedly, ghostly moved a few steps to the side and gave way to Ye Fan.
"Make... Got out of the way?"
"Hao... Lord Haotian, gave... Gave way to him?"
Looking at the scene in front of them, Lu Tianhe and the others went crazy.
A seal powerhouse, actively giving way?
What does this mean?
It means that he was afraid, he was weak, he retreated.
Just by relying on his aura pressure, Ye Fan actually pressed a seal to give way.
Ye Fan's powerful might, once again, shocked everyone.
Soon, Ye Fan returned to the car.
Qiu Mu Orange covered in rain, slim dress has long been wet, the snow-white skin under the shirt is vaguely visible, wet hair tips on the pretty face.
At this time, Qiu Mu Orange, compared with the usual pure temperament, undoubtedly added a few charm and style.
"Wife, let's go home."
Ye Fan laughed lightly and took Qiu Mu Orange into his arms.
At this time, Ye Fan, once again regained the warmth and childishness of a teenager, bright smile, warm and moving, so that people like spring breeze.
If not seen with his own eyes, anyone horror would find it hard to believe that this youthful young man, like the warm spring breeze, is the same person as the majestic and overwhelmingly killing Peerless Patriarch just now.
Buzz~
The engine roared and the orange light tore through the canopy.
In the midst of everyone's attention, this legendary teenager, finally took his wife away.
Here, by the cloudy lake, only the ruins all over the ground, and the blood scattered by the rain.
However, even if Ye Fan left, the dead silence here, still lasted for a long time.
Until, someone's sigh, only to break the dead silence here.
"Finally... Finally... At last, the end... Is it over?"
Many people couldn't stop drawing cold air.
I don't know why, Ye Fan's departure, to them, had a feeling of survival after the robbery.
However, while being frightened, many martial artists were looking at the direction of Ye Fan's departure and lamented long and hard.
"After today, I am afraid that no one will question his strength in the land of China anymore."
"At first the young man, and now the climate has become."
"The future of China, I'm afraid it's his time alone."
The ghostly words, with awe, more vague worry, in this dark night, quietly resounded.
Tonight's battle, Ye Fan stepped on the bones and dignity of the boxing emperor, completely on top of the seal, stood firm.
At least, from now on, no one will dare to say that Ye Fan's peerless seal is not worthy of its name.
"The wave after the Yangtze River pushes the wave before it, the new generation is better than the old."
"This world, after all, is still for these latter generations."
Tang Hao is also a long time trembling, the ghostly words, there are inexplicable emotions contained.
By the cloudy lake, this Hao Tian patriarch was standing there, looking far away at the Cloud Top Mountain hidden in the darkness of the night.
At that moment, Tang Hao suddenly realized that a new era, has come!
At every stage of martial dao development, there will always be so many people, enough to amaze, an era.