"Ye Fan, how dare you kill someone!" Lu Jun slapped the table and roared loudly, but the flickering eyes revealed the fear in his heart.

"What I said, since no one understands, then I have to speak with my fists!What, does Lu Gongzi have any opinions?" With the anger after the killing, Ye Fan's smile was even more beveling, and his bright eyes made Lu Jun dare not look directly.

"Okay, good! You Ye Gongzi is amazing, I can't afford to provoke you!I just don't know if you can still be so tough when my father comes!" Lu Junse dropped a sentence sharply, turned around and was about to walk out.

"Wait!"

Ye Fan's voice made Lu Jun's footsteps pause, and when they turned around, the faces of the three couldn't help but turn pale, the great terror between life and death is not something that everyone can bear!

"What, Ye Gongzi, do you want to keep us behind?"

"That's not it!" Ye Fan sat back in his previous seat and said to Lu Jun and the others, "Just a reminder to you, don't forget to take your elders away." By the way, I would like to bring another sentence to Ling Zun, "Although Aoba Castle is good, it is a thing of the master, please don't interfere with it!"

"Okay, I'll bring it!"

At this time, Lu Jun's expression had calmed down a lot, and he commanded the two to take Wang Hualin's headless body away, and he himself saluted Ye Fan with a fist before turning around and leaving.

"Childe, shall we offend Wanshouzong like this?" Looking at the three people who had left with a corpse on their backs, Sima Fanatic was a little worried.

"It doesn't matter, as long as Lu Jun tells Lu Yunfei what happened today, then our Evil Warding Sword Hall won't be too dangerous for the time being!" Unlike Sima Fanatics, Ye Fan is not too worried, a first-class master who has comprehended martial intent, against a super-first-class master who has not comprehended martial intent, who will win and who will lose, it is really not certain.

Even if Ye Fan's martial intent is just fake, but if he doesn't say it, who will know?

"So what's next?"

"Go and call the messenger of Luoxiamen!"

"Here?" the Sima maniac looked at the blood on the ground and asked uncertainly, "Do you want to clean this place first?"

"No, that's it!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan closed his eyes tiredly, the rush of the past few days, coupled with the outbreak just now, seemed to be a simple sword, but it consumed the little spirit he had left, and it was not without a price to cast such a powerful sword!

"Childe, what should I do? The third elder is dead, and we can't go back and make a difference!" Among the three people of the Wanshou Sect who left, the disciple who was carrying the corpse on his back asked unwillingly.

"Just tell the truth, the sect master will judge!" Lu Jun waved his hand and replied casually, at this time, he had been chanting the words of the third elder before he died, and he had no idea about the things beside him.

"But my master is dead!" The disciple who was carrying the corpse did not follow, and questioned Lu Jun with red eyes.

If what the Third Elder said before he died was true, then you don't want to avenge this revenge!" Lu Jun's eyes glowed with a layer of cold light, and at this time his heart was irritable, but the people around him were still noisy, which made him can't help but be angry.

"Ah!" The disciple who was coldly brushed away by Lu Jun, his eyes were red, and he couldn't care about the headless master on his back anymore, and hurriedly asked, "Childe, why is this!"

"Hmph!" Seeing the corpse on the man's body, Lu Jun's eyes softened, and after snorting coldly, he explained: "Sword intent, that is, martial intent, this is one of the skills that can only be mastered in the innate realm! If Ye Fan really mastered the sword intent, even if it was my father, I am afraid it would not necessarily be his opponent, do you say you still have a chance to take revenge?"

"This, how is this possible! He is only so young, how can he comprehend martial intent!" The man's footsteps paused, and Lu Jun's words made his steps a little heavier.

"But it's impossible, it's all happened, and this answer is what your master exchanged for his life!" After Lu Jun finished speaking, he glanced at him and continued to walk forward.

"Woo woo woo!" The senior brother, who was full of teeth loss, patted the man's shoulder, and after letting out a meaningless whining, chased after Lu Jun in front.

Looking at the two people who were drifting apart, the man looked back at the headless corpse on his back, at this moment he suddenly felt that the rivers and lakes were so strange, so cold-blooded, he found that he was a little uncomfortable with such rivers and lakes, and a heart of retreat took root in his heart.

If you can't laugh at the world, then it is a wise choice to live a dull life, but there are few people who can understand this truth, and even fewer people can understand it.

Less than half an hour after the envoy of Wanshouzong left, the messenger of Luoxiamen was brought in by Sima Maniac, and Wanshouzong, there were only three people from Luoxiamen, one old and two young, among which the old man who was in charge was the one who was in charge, and this is the normal state in the rivers and lakes, after all, there are only a few like Wanshouzong!

A few people came in, and just as Sima Fanatic was about to open his mouth to introduce, Ye Fan waved his hand and interrupted: "I don't care who you are, all I care about is your purpose." So, you'd better tell me your purpose before I lose my patience, or I won't mind sending you and the people of the Wanshou Sect to be your companions!"

Ye Fan's words were very unreasonable, and they didn't look like negotiations at all, but with the blood on the ground, no one in the three people of Luoxiamen dared to say a word, obviously on the way here, they had been reminded by Sima Fanatic.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the old man at the head said: "Young Master Ye, we Luoxiamen came here with good intentions this time, hoping to reach an offensive and defensive alliance with you to fight against the erosion of Wanshou Sect together!"

"Tell the truth!" Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and a wisp of crimson flashed under his eyes, startling the three people opposite.

"Ye Gongzi, this is the truth!" The old man's face was a little stiff, but he still insisted on his previous statement.

"Hehe!" Ye Fan chuckled, his right hand swept through the air, and two drops of ice beads formed in his fingers, and he didn't look at it, and popped out casually.

The ice beads turned into two arcs, split in two in front of the old man, flew from the left and right sides, and shot towards the two unsuspecting disciples behind him.

"Poof!"

The two muffled sounds merged, and the two young disciples standing behind the old man each had a droplet-shaped ice mark in the center of their eyebrows, there was no scream or blood, but the two of them had died quietly.

"Can you tell the truth now?" Casually, Ye Fan took the lives of two people in a row, still with a faint smile on his face, but the cold in the corners of his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.