“Fair?”
Ye Fan then laughed.
That laugh was loud and clear, echoing in all directions of heaven and earth.
The words were full of ridicule and sarcasm.
“Hahahaha…”
“Do you think that I will ever trust you guys again?”
“If you had justice, how would my land of Jiangdong be at the mercy of others?”
“If you had done justice, would my friends and family have been murdered?”
“Ye Qingtian, how can I say that I, Chu Tianfan, have saved Yanxia from life and death, and saved the martial path from distress?”
“And you, this is how you repay me?”
“Destroying my industry, killing my subordinates, and torching my Chu Tianfan’s foundation.”
“If only other countries had treated me coldly, even you would have done so.”
“My brothers in the Dragon God Temple are still cold, and you are doing this?”
Ye Fan’s angry voice was like thunder rolling.
The monstrous anger was only like a blazing fire that burned on the entire Yunzhou City.
“This… This is impossible?”
“How… How could something like this happen?”
“The mission that our Martial God Hall gave Mo Wu Ya was simply for him to discuss with you how to merge the Jiangdong Martial Dao into the Martial God Hall and achieve a great unification of the country’s martial dao.”
Ye Qingtian’s expression also changed when he heard what Ye Fan had said.
He fiercely turned his head and glared at Mo Wu Ya behind him.
“Wuya, what the hell is going on here?”
“What Ye Fan said about this, but it’s true?”
The God of War asked in a stern rebuke.
At this time, under the Sword Saint’s healing, Mo Wu Ya had regained some of his strength.
He bitterly replied, “Uncle War God, it’s not that I don’t want to be collected peacefully.”
“It’s just that, these people from Jiangdong, they can’t be greased with salt.”
“They only know Chu Tianfan, but not the Martial God Hall.”
“They don’t give a damn about our orders from Yanshan, and they don’t even talk about it.”
“They want to be State China, they want to be independent of the Yanxia Martial Dao ah.”
“There is nothing I can do about it, so I have to resort to this.”
“If we don’t use thunderous measures to remove their power and minions, how can we unify the Yanxia Martial Way?”
“How can the Martial God Hall be unified?”
Mo Wu Ya also seemed to have a belly full of grievances that he had nowhere to pour out.
At this moment, in the face of the War God’s rebuke, all of it came out in one stream.
However, how could the War God listen to his explanation?
With a wave of his sleeve, the God of War struck out with a powerful wave of air.
As if a long whip had swept through, Mo Wu Ya screamed miserably and was directly swept far away.
“Old Ye, you…”
The Sword Saint and the others were all terrified.
One had to know that Mo Wu Ya was already seriously injured. And now that they had been beaten up by the War God, the Sword Saint and the Fist King were naturally worried about Mo Wu Ya’s condition.
But the Fist King was his father after all, and it was not convenient to say many things.
But the Sword Saint stood out and shielded Mo Wu Ya: “Old Ye, it’s okay, you really want to beat him to death, huh?”
“Beat this b*stard to death!”
“Before we came, we instructed him to pay attention to the way.”
“This b*stard, just because he didn’t listen, how dare he do something naughty in Jiangdong?”
“He’s so old, he doesn’t even know the consequences.”
“He’s not to blame for the mess he’s in!”
“After all these years, have you learnt all the lessons we taught you?”
“You’ve been acting recklessly in other places, but is Jiangdong also a place where you can act recklessly?”
Ye Qingtian’s anger was thunderous.
No wonder Ye Fan was so angry.
It turned out that this rabbit Mo Wu Ya had actually laid a hit on him.
Ye Qingtian knew that Ye Fan was a person who was extremely affectionate.
Anyone who hurt his sidekick was bound to receive Ye Fan’s merciless revenge.
After being taught a lesson by the God of War, Mo Wu Ya undoubtedly did not dare to say a word, lying on the ground and spitting out blood, the pain in his body was like burning flames.
“God of War, you think that by acting out this bitter play, I will let him go?”
“I have long since given you my word that no one is to be touched in the land of Jiangdong.”
“Those who move, die!”
Boom!
As the words fell, Ye Fan struck out with a powerful move.
The giant palm of regret was like a descending from the sky.
Wrapped in a majestic momentum, it fell fiercely towards Mo Wu Ya.
The Sword Saint and the others were undoubtedly terrified!
One after another, they struck out.
The God of War, Ye Qingtian, naturally could not ignore them either.
A Heavenly Mortal Palm struck again.
Just like this, the three great pillar states, and Ye Fan began to clash head-on.
“Mr. Chu, calm down…”
Seeing this scene, Li Er, who was not far away, was undoubtedly frightened out of his mind.
The situation he feared the most had finally come to pass.
Ye Fan, in the end, had moved against the Martial God Hall.
The confrontation, of course, did not last long.
Although Ye Fan had consumed a great deal due to the healing of An Qi’s injuries, his strength residual was not 70% of his peak.
However, that was by no means something that the War God and the others could deal with.
With just one blast, those three great pillar powerhouses were defeated.
The War God was a little better off, only being shaken back a dozen metres or so, and the blood that gushed out of his mouth was forcibly swallowed by him.
But the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor were both as badly beaten.
They spat out blood and flew backwards, smashing into countless high walls along the way. They finally fell to the ground, covering their chests and spitting blood.
However, after all, they were veteran champions.
Whether it was combat strength or resistance to blows, it was undoubtedly higher than Mo Wu Ya’s.
They endured the severe pain and quickly stood up.
Once again, they blocked in front of Mo Wu Ya.
At the sight of this scene, Ye Fan’s face was suddenly filled with morosity, and the murderous intent in his eyebrows grew thicker and thicker.
“It looks like you guys are hell-bent on seeking death?”
In his dantian, the Cloud Dao Heavenly Jedi ran wildly.
A monstrous might, in Ye Fan’s body, could not stop converging.
From afar, it looked like a great ocean storm, coalescing here.
The crowd simply could not imagine what kind of terrifying strike Ye Fan was brewing next?
“Father, Ye… Uncle Ye, Xiao… Uncle Xiao…”
“You… You guys get out of here…”
“You… You can’t stop him…”
“No… Leave me alone…”
Mo Wu Ya seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.
He dragged his tattered body and choked out his words.
“Wu Ya, don’t say a word!”
“Father will save you.”
“Even if I die, I will die with you!”
Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng’s old eyes were red, and his pupils were filled with determination.
Ye Fan ignored their father-son love, and his God of Killing-like footsteps continued to approach.
Ye Qingtian was all anxious: “Ye Fan, do you really want to drive them to extinction?”
“It’s true that Wu Ya is a bit rough in his actions. But, he is also doing it for the country!”
“All along, because of your patronage, the land of Jiangdong has disobeyed orders and formed a faction of its own.”
“What is wrong with my Martial God Hall sending someone in to integrate Jiangdong and achieve a great unification of the martial dao of Yanxia?
“If the martial dao is not unified, how can orders be carried out in one place? How can the martial dao of Yanxia be revived and strengthened again?”
“You can’t obstruct the country’s overall situation for your own personal desires, can you?”
Ye Qingtian said anxiously, veins rippling on his old face.
Ye Fan sneered, “To put it bluntly, doesn’t he still want my land in Jiangdong and want to take away my Chu Tianfan’s power.”
“Good.”
“Since you want to bring down my Jiangdong so much and want to bring down my Chu Tianfan, then come.”
“Each according to his ability.”
Ye Fan no longer wanted to argue more with them.
No matter what their purpose was, it was not an excuse for them to cause trouble for Jiangdong.
What national overall situation, what unification of martial dao.
In Ye Fan’s case, it was all bullsh*t.
He only knew that his people were not to be messed with by anyone.
Even the Martial God Hall, not even!
As the words fell, Ye Fan’s strike of Regrettable Skyquake had spurted out more and more.
Seeing this, Ye Qingtian was undoubtedly greatly alarmed.
“Ye Fan, you really disregard old feelings…”
Just as Ye Qingtian’s heart was burning with anxiety.
At the top of the sea of clouds, at the end of the sky, a cold laugh came quietly.
“Hahahaha…”
“A good one, each according to his ability.”
“Chu Tianfan, since you dare to say that.”
“Then, this Hall Master, I will do as you wish.”
“Life and death, each according to his ability!”