"You... You..."
The Sixth Elder trembled and looked at the teenager in front of him, as if trying hard to ask something.
But in the end, he was unable to say it.
With a booming sound, a generation of Chu Sect Elders fell down.
The blood all over the ground was even redder than that dazzling sun!
The Chu Clan's strongest men, who were not far away, were already frozen at this moment.
One by one, they were all frozen like wooden chickens.
After all, it had all happened so quickly.
From the appearance of this youngster in front of him to the fall of the Sixth Elder, everything was just a flash of lightning.
Even as soon as these Chu Clan powerhouses saw who was coming, the Sixth Elder had already been killed.
The opponent's power had undoubtedly caused these Chu Clan strongmen to tremble extremely.
"You... You actually killed the Sixth Elder?"
"You... How dare you!"
"The Sixth Elder is an elder of the Chu Sect and a consecrated member of the Chu Family."
"You curmudgeon, how dare you kill my Chu Family's confessor!"
"Aren't you afraid of the Chu Family's overwhelming retaliation?"
While these Chu Family powerhouses were terrified, they still did not forget to announce themselves and use their power to oppress others.
After all, these people were also clear that since the other party could kill the Sixth Elder, that naturally meant that they could also kill them.
For today's sake, they could only rely on the power of the Chu Family to oppress this young man in front of them.
"Retaliation?"
However, hearing these people's words, the teenager in front of him did not only not look the least bit terrified.
Instead, he even gave a cold laugh.
"That, you should go back and ask Chu Zhengliang!"
"Ask him if he's not afraid of retaliation from my Dragon God Hall for killing the people of this Dragon Lord?"
"How dare you!" These people were instantly furious, "You curmudgeon, how dare you call my family lord by his name."
"You wait."
"When we return to report to the clan, it will be the death of your vertical son."
"Let's go!"
After these strong men of the Chu Family put down their harsh words, they immediately retreated.
The young man in front of him did not go after them.
A few mole crickets were just a few, whether he killed them or not, there was no difference to him.
What's more, it was not the time to deal with the Chu family.
Immediately, the ten-year grudge would also be over.
After frightening off the Chu Family's strongest man, the young man immediately turned around and walked towards the blood-covered Han Lao.
He bent down and whispered, "Elder Han, I'm sorry I'm late."
A low and slow tone, with a faint sense of guilt, rang out quietly.
But these few words were like a rainy day to Elder Han, clearing the clouds and seeing the light again.
Han Lao forced himself to endure the pain in his body, and with a thud, he knelt down directly on the ground.
Kneeling down on both knees, he threw his five bodies to the ground and burst into tears.
"Subject of the Dragon God Hall, Han Zhanming, welcome the Dragon Lord, the king has come!"
.....
"Greeting the Dragon Lord, the king has descended~"
....
Han Lao sobbed piteously and knelt down repeatedly.
That pious heart, those reverent words, were only as if the old general, who was lying undercover in another country, had finally waited for the king's division to come to the north.
Ten years have passed.
Countless trials and tribulations of life and death, countless desperate times.
This old man has spent his life spilling starfire on behalf of his master.
Now, at last, he has waited for the day when the fires of the sky will start to burn.
He has even waited for his master to come to him.
Under the River of Heaven, by the old tree.
Han Lao fell to his knees and shed a long stream of tears.
It was as if all the emotions he had suppressed for so many years had been released at this moment.
Words could hardly describe his excitement.
Words could hardly express his heart.
The excitement of finally seeing the light after ten years of enduring humiliation was something that no words could ever describe.
Looking at Elder Han in such a state, Ye Fan also felt complicated.
He reached out his hand and helped Elder Han up from the ground, "Elder Han, all these years, it has been hard work."
"You've done a good job."
"Leave the next thing to me."
"You recuperate well."
Ye Fan had already seen Elder Han's injuries.
It was a very serious injury.
Just now, that Sixth Elder had struck so hard that he had almost shattered Elder Han's heart veins.
According to reason, such an injury, even for a person of the martial arts, could not last at all until he arrived.
But Han Lao, with one breath, really did last until he arrived.
Perhaps, this was faith.
He had waited for ten years, day and night, hoping for today.
Han Lao's greatest wish in life was to see Ye Fan, leading the Dragon Gods, come to receive him.
As he spoke, Ye Fan used his Yuan Power to heal Elder Han's wounds.
Of course, Ye Fan was not skilled in the art of healing.
What he was doing now was only protecting Han Lao's heart veins and renewing his life for a few more days.
"Miss Meng, please, take him to recuperate first."
After stabilising Han Lao's injuries, Ye Fan then looked towards Meng Wanyu, who had just arrived, and requested.
"Dragon Master, there's no need to bother. You go about your business first."
"I, old slave, know that my time is near."
"And why waste the Dragon Master's efforts to heal me again."
"Back then, if you hadn't saved me, my soul would have returned to the sky."
"Now I have lived for more than ten more years, and I have assisted the Dragon Master in planning this great undertaking that has shocked the heavens and the earth."
"Once, I wished day and night for the Dragon Lord to lead me to the coming of the Dragon God's powerful kings."
"Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I have no regrets despite my death."
Elder Han spoke with relief, an inexplicable smile always on the corners of his mouth.
As he said this, fresh blood was still flowing out of his mouth, uncontrollably.
"Stop it!"
But this was, Ye Fan was fiercely shouting.
The sound was like muffled thunder, carrying a bone-chilling majesty.
Meng Wanyu's face turned white in fear, and Han Lao was even more stunned there.
"Listen to me and live well."
"How can you die before the great work is done?"
"If you were to die, then you would have to die after seeing my Dragon God Hall become famous in the world."
"Now, in the name of the Dragon God's Lord, I command you to live well!"
"I will save you."
"Yao'er's healing skills are divine."
"As long as you can wait until she arrives, you will not die."
Ye Fan spoke in a deep voice, his eyebrows containing authority, his words more like gold and stone, throwing his voice to the ground.
As he said these words, the aura of a king that Ye Fan emitted actually caused even Meng Wanyu to feel submissive and kneel down.
"God~"
"What kind of person is this?"
"It's as if life and death are all at his fingertips?"
At the side, Meng Evening Yu's eyes were filled with astonishment, and her beautiful eyes were lost in thought for a long time as she looked at Ye Fan.
He had originally thought that Ye Fan was just a lone young man with exceptional talent.
But now, for some reason, she suddenly realised that Ye Fan had the aura of a king on his body.
That kind of majesty was even inferior to that of her teacher, Tang Yun, the Lord of the Chu Sect.
But why would a lone wolf have such an aura on him?
Could it be that this young man in front of him had also commanded thousands of troops under his command?
Under Ye Fan's drink, Han Lao was immediately ashamed and knelt down to apologise, but his heart was undoubtedly very moved.
For so many years, they had followed Ye Fan's banner with unwavering determination.
It was not just because of this young man's talent and ability, but more importantly, it was his character, his sincerity, his openness, his openness and openness.
"Dragon Master, the old slave knows that he is wrong."
"Now that the great work has not yet been accomplished, I will try to live."
Han Lao's tone was low and breathless as he returned.
Ye Fan nodded, and then he handed Han Lao over to Meng Wangyu.
"Miss Meng, please." Ye Fan clasped his fist and said.
After saying that, Ye Fan turned around and was about to leave.
Meng Wanyu was worried in her heart and immediately called out to him, "Where are you going?"
"Where else can I go?"
"Naturally, it is the Chu family."
"It's been so many years, it's time to go back."
"New feuds and old grudges, let's settle them all."
Ye Fan spoke indifferently, his words calm.
It was as if what he was about to do next was just a sparse and ordinary thing.
"What?"
"Could it be that you are planning to go directly to the Chu family to steal their marriage?"
"You're crazy!"
"Don't want to die?"
"The Chu family is full of strong people."
"Even my teacher wouldn't dare to barge in like you did?"
"I think you really don't want to live!"
Meng Evening Yu was shocked and only thought that this Ye Fan was crazy.