It was also out of concern for the strength of the Moon God that the Queen of Wind and the others naturally tried to avoid conflict with the Moon God.
“But teacher, this group of people have quite a deep relationship with that Chu Tianfan, so keeping them around is a curse after all.”
“It could be the best time to kill them all in one go at this moment.”
Chen Kyushu’s heart was reluctant.
During this year, although he had not done anything personally, his men had undoubtedly never stopped hunting down Ye Fan’s family and friends for a moment.
But nay, it was as if the group had evaporated halfway down the earth, and his group of men, surprisingly, had not found a single one of them.
And now all of them had come here at once.
Naturally, Chen Kyushu was not willing to let them go just like that.
“That’s enough!”
“Can’t you tell the difference between priorities?”
“If you delay the master. Ten heads would not be enough for you to chop off!”
Wind Queen Mu Zihua scolded in a stern voice.
Chen Kyushu gritted his teeth, but in the end, no sound was heard.
But the light glinting in those eyes clearly did not intend to give up just like that.
Soon, after the Moon God had taken one last look at the heaven and earth before him, he turned around and left.
Beneath the vast sky, all that could be seen was the back of that magnificent figure.
It was sad, as if the curtain of a film had fallen.
After the Moon God left, Chen Kyushu and the others naturally all followed suit.
They had come to the Himalayas originally to retrieve the Moon God.
As the Moon God had already left, they naturally did not need to stay.
However, the scene just now had undoubtedly made the gloom in Ye Qingtian’s heart, even more intense.
Listening to the Moon God’s conversation just now, it was obvious that the Moon God seemed to have gotten involved with Empress Wind and the others.
“What exactly happened?”
“Surprisingly, even the Moon God, too, has fallen into their boat of thieves.”
“Can’t it be that the Moon God has also been controlled?”
Thinking of such, the God of War undoubtedly became even more desperate.
He only felt that this world, he feared, was really going to be completely finished.
Imagine if all the martial artists in the world, were enslaved by the thieves, and you were the only one fighting alone.
As far as the eye can see, you are surrounded by enemies.
You can’t even find a like-minded ally.
How desperate should you be then?
This is how Ye Qingtian feels now.
Lonely, desperate
All sorts of negative emotions, frantically tearing at him.
The God of War thought that back then, when Ye Fan was not allowed by the world, I guess he was in the same mood as himself, so sad.
“God of War, be careful!”
However, just in between Ye Qingtian’s emotions.
Behind him, there was a sudden alarming sound.
When Ye Qingtian heard it, he only felt his sweat rise, and a sense of crisis of death came over him, instantly.
He turned back with a jerk, and saw that, at some point, there were two figures that had arrived behind Ye Qingtian.
One was holding a sword and the other was throwing a punch.
The stances were all murderous.
The God of War was terrified and narrowly avoided the sure-kill sword.
However, the other man’s heavy punch was not dodged by the War God after all.
Boom!
Only to hear the heavy fist smash down.
The War God’s tiger body trembled, and his entire body then spat out blood and flew backwards, finally crashing to the ground viciously.
“Teacher!”
“God of War!”
Ye Yuyan and Xu Lei and the girls shouted in fear at once.
The God of War forced himself to endure the severe pain and stood up from the ruins.
His eyes were gloomy and the corners of his mouth were bloodied as he looked at the two all-too-familiar figures in front of him.
“The Fist Emperor!”
“Sword Saint!”
“Have you gone mad?”
“I’m Ye Qingtian, it’s Old Ye.”
“Are you guys going to kill me?”
Ye Qingtian’s eyes were red as he looked at his former comrades, sword in hand, pointing at himself.
Who else could understand the unbearable feeling like pins and needles in Ye Qingtian’s heart.
However, to Ye’s words, the Sword Saint and the Fist King were deaf to his words.
In their eyes, only death could quell the anger in their hearts.
Therefore, after hearing Ye Qingtian’s words, these two still did not have any intention to stop.
They once again struck out with their swords and slashed towards Ye Qingtian in a fury.
The terrifying sword Qi was nearly overwhelming.
Ye Qingtian, who was helpless, had no choice but to make a move to resist.
However, what made Ye Qingtian tremble was that the Sword Saint and Fist Emperor, who were previously quite different from him in terms of cultivation, had surprisingly increased their strength by several percent at this moment.
In a single clash, Ye did not have the upper hand, and was directly shaken back by one of the Sword Saint’s sword Qi moves.
The Fist King found an opportunity to rush forward at once, only to hear a booming sound, and the War God was knocked back again.
The helpless War God had no choice but to use the Heavenly Mortal Palm that Ye Fan had passed on to him.
But even so, he was only able to tie with the Sword Saint.
“How could it be so strong?”
Ye Qingtian trembled greatly.
He did not expect that the strength of both the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor had refined by so much.
After Ye Qingtian was once again sent flying a hundred metres, the two Sword Saints and Fist Emperors’ gazes then fell on the group of women behind the War God.
On their ice-cold faces, there was a majestic murderous intent contained within.
After that, the Sword Saint brought out his long sword and cut towards Xu Lei and the others in a fury.
“Miss Xu, be careful!”
Xu Lei, who was standing at the forefront, undoubtedly bore the brunt of the attack.
Ye Yuyan was so shocked that she immediately stepped forward to resist.
However, it was useless.
The might of both the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor was something that even the War God could not resist.
Not to mention the fact that even the Patriarch was not Ye Yuyan?
Seeing the Sword Saint’s sword, it was about to pierce through Ye Yuyan’s chest.
But it was at this moment that a childish, angry voice rang out quietly from the end of the River of Heaven.
“Who are the demons, how dare you hurt my little aunt?”
“Take your life!”
Beneath the angry and childish voice, the crowd could only see a tiny figure, running wildly from a thousand metres away.
It was incredibly fast and arrived in the blink of an eye.
In the end, it actually arrived in front of Ye Yuyan one step ahead of the Sword Saint.
Then, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, this little fellow actually relied on one hand to hold the Sword Saint’s sword halfway in a raw grip.
And then with a fierce fling, that and longsword unexpectedly reversed its direction and flew in the direction of both the Sword Saint and the Fist King.
The Sword Saint and the Fist King dodged in a hurry.
“Want to dodge?”
“I’ll beat you to death!”
The little one was furious.
After flinging the long sword away, he rushed up immediately afterwards and threw a wild punch abruptly.
The Fist King clashed with it hard!
Bang!
The pain of the broken bone was so painful that the boxer was in pain, but before he could scream, the little guy kicked him directly in the face with the God of War.
The boxing emperor spat out blood and flew out.
The Sword Saint then gripped his sword again and stabbed towards the little fellow.
But the little fellow, as if he were of steel and iron, bound his hand into a sword and slashed violently.
The long sword broke, and the broken blade was held by the little fellow and plunged directly into the Sword Saint’s shoulder.
The entire shoulder blade, all of it, was Dongchuan.
Blood gushed out like a fountain!
“Bullying my little aunt and the war god uncle car, give me death to come!”
The little guy swung his fist down frantically, and in the end even tried to end the lives of both the Sword Saint and the Fist King directly.
“It’s OK.”
“Show some mercy.”
By this time, the crowd was dumbfounded.
Everyone was stunned in place.
Dumbfounded, they looked at this little fellow in front of them who seemed like a god of killing in the world.
At first, no one recognised who this person really was.
It was only when they heard him call out to Ye Yuyan’s little aunt and the God of War as uncle. It was only afterwards that Ye Yuyan and the girls realised.
This little fellow, it turned out to be Ye Fan’s son, Chu Lin!
This little fellow followed his father and disappeared at nearly the same time.
And now, after reappearing, he had unexpectedly become so terrifying.
This undoubtedly made Ye Qingtian and the others tremble.
However, now was not the time to be shocked by this.
Seeing that the two of them, the Sword Saint and the Fist Emperor, were close to being killed by Chu Lin, Ye Qingtian hurriedly called out to him to stop.
But the little fellow simply did not listen, seemingly hell-bent on killing them to take out his anger on his little aunt and the War God.
“Little Lin, still not stopping?”
“If you keep doing that, I’ll get angry.”
Suddenly, once again, a voice came out from afar.
In the midst of the angry voice, a graceful and luxurious silhouette, walked over.
This time, Chu Lin was obedient and then stopped his hand.
Standing in place, like a little child being punished for doing something wrong, he explained to the moving silhouette, “Auntie, don’t be angry, they are bad people, Little Lin is just punishing the bad people!”