Even if he is extraordinary, even if his family background is extraordinary, Hai Changtian was still killed by Ye Fan after all!

Although some people were shouting to stop from afar, Ye Fan didn't stop at all!

He said that even if God came today, he couldn't save Hai Changtian.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Looking at Hai Changtian, whose head was shattered and fell to the ground softly, many warriors couldn't help but sigh.

Who would have thought that such a proud son with a deep background and extraordinary talent would end his life that should have been brilliant.

"Shaft!" At this time, the strong momentum that came from afar finally arrived, but what he saw was the corpse of Hai Changtian.

This is an old man of sixty or seventy years old, he is dressed in a long blue robe, carrying a long sword, standing in the void.

Looking at the messy corpse, a monstrous anger suddenly emanated from him, and his gaze staring at Ye Fan was full of killing intent.

"It's him! Elder Zhuo Bufan of the Sacred Heart Gate!" a martial artist suddenly recognized the identity of the person who came, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Didn't you say that he had joined forces with a group of strong men to enter the depths of Changbai Mountain? Why did he come out now?"

"Could it be that they have already found the King of Ten Thousand Years?"

As soon as these words fell, many warriors suddenly boiled, and their faces were full of excitement and excitement.

But when he thought of the person in front of him, who was an elder of the Sacred Heart Gate and a high-ranking figure of the Grandmaster, all the martial artists suddenly withered, and they couldn't afford to provoke a strong person of this level.

"Elder Zhuo save me!" Zhu Wencai's face was suddenly full of joy, and he quickly raised his head and shouted.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhu Wencai with some doubts: "You are a kid of the Zhu family?"

He had some impressions of Zhu Wencai.

Poof!

Suddenly, a muffled sound suddenly came out, and one of Zhu Wencai's arms was directly torn off.

It was the lone wolf who did it, his face was cold at the moment, he grabbed Zhu Wencai's arm, and threw it directly towards Zhuo Bufan.

He told Zhu Wencai with his actions that it was impossible to find someone to save his life!

"In front of the old man, the person who hurt my Sacred Heart Gate, you have a lot of courage!" Zhuo Bufan's gloomy face seemed to be squeezing out of water.

It is a rare thing for a little waste man not to put him in his eyes!

"Even if it's injured, don't you see where the body of the Holy Son of the Sacred Heart Gate is still lying?" Ye Fan was silent for a while, and finally spoke at this time.

As soon as he spoke, he showed no mercy. Anyway, the other party will only be the enemy!

Not to mention that Hai Changtian is okay, when he mentions it at this moment, Zhuo Bufan suddenly looks like an angry lion, and he wants to choose someone to devour.

The fierce gaze stared at Ye Fan tightly: "The Holy Son who moved my Sacred Heart Gate, you are really looking for death!"

Seeing the Holy Son in the door die in front of him, the anger is unimaginable!

How many years, how many years has no one dared to ignore him like this?

Last time, the people he met were already gone! This time, he was sure that the kid in front of him would live rather than die.

"Old dog, if you have the ability, you will come and take my life!" Ye Fan smiled contemptuously, his eyes full of banter.

"Okay, well, since you beg for death, the old man will fulfill you!" Zhuo Bufan laughed angrily, and his thick aura was suddenly released.

The high-level power of the grandmaster suddenly overwhelmed the audience,

Some low-level martial artists, in Zhuo Bufan's terrifying momentum, suddenly couldn't bear it, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Even so, the martial artists looked at Zhuo Bufan with a somewhat strange gaze, the grandmaster is high-level, and he is indeed strong!

If it was before, maybe they would think that Ye Fan would die, but now, all the martial artists know that Zhuo Bufan is finished, completely finished!

It's a giveaway!

How strong is Ye Fan's strength? No one knows! But the Hard-Shaking Sacred Heart Sword Technique is unscathed, which is something that even the peak of the Grandmaster can't do!

Zhuo Bufan suddenly frowned, because he found that the gazes of the martial artists around him seemed to be a little strange, like banter, like sarcasm, which made him suddenly angry and shocked!

He couldn't figure out how these warriors, who were usually supposed to look at him with awe, had changed all of them today? The gaze that looked at him was almost like looking at a dead person.

"Shoot! I'll give you a move. Ye Fan smiled faintly.

When these words fell, they immediately made Zhuo Bufan angry!

Who is he? The elder of the Sacred Heart Gate, a high-ranking powerhouse of the Grandmaster, is respected by tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world, but now he is despised by a hairy boy and let him make a move? What is this for him?

The boundless anger made the suspicion in Zhuo Bufan's heart instantly turn into foam and dissipate, and he directly drew his sword and shot!

In an instant, the fierce sword momentum was vented, and the terrifying power was like a vast river and sea condensing! He shot out with a sword with anger, but did not spare the slightest hand, but because of his anger, his usual moves increased the power by a few percent.

Zhuo Bufan is very confident, he believes that under his full sword, the young man in front of him will definitely die!

It seems that in order to fulfill his promise, Ye Fan really didn't make a move, let Zhuo Bufan cut it down with a sword, and he didn't even dodge, there was no fear in those cold eyes.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Bufan was immediately overjoyed, thinking that he was a ruthless character, but he didn't expect to be an idiot!

He seemed to have seen the scene of the surrounding warriors kneeling down and begging for mercy with a look of remorse and fear on their faces after killing Ye Fan with a sword.

Rumble!

The terrifying sword fell directly, Ye Fan did not block it, nor did he dodge, this sword slashed firmly on his shoulder!

The power of a sword directly caused Ye Fan's entire body to fall a few points, and the ground within three feet around him sank together, and cracks were numerous.

"Haha! makes you rampant, now ......" Zhuo Bufan was about to laugh out loud, but his face suddenly froze, and a thick horror suddenly appeared in his mind.

"No! this can't be!" he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, there was no wound where he had been struck by a sword, and there was not the slightest trace of blood splattered.

This sword, even a strong man at the peak of the Grandmaster would not dare to resist it! In his heart, this young man should have been split in half by his sword! How could this be?

In this regard, many martial artists looked accustomed to it, and looking at Zhuo Bufan's eyes, they couldn't help but feel pity, it was a great sadness to provoke such a demon king!

"Are you tickling me?" Ye Fan reached out and dusted his shoulder, a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you!" Zhuo Bufan's shocked face showed fear and doubt.

He had only seen one such a strong young man, and that was the former Holy Son of their sect, Hai Changtian's elder brother!

Now, he met another one, and he couldn't imagine what kind of chance this young man had gotten to become a grandmaster at this age, or even a powerhouse above the grandmaster.

"This question, you better go and ask the king of Hades!" Ye Fan didn't bother to answer.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed out and pointed to Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows.

This finger was filled with golden light, like the sun crossing the sky, and the terrifying momentum spread out, causing trees to crumble and rocks to vacate the sky.

This is Ye Fan's full finger, here and now, no one can stop him!