Lu Juwu was overwhelmed by anger and completely lost his mind, "Ye Ming, who do you think you are? How can He De control my life?!"
He was like a furious beast, letting out a deep roar, his muscles all over his body were so high, and his inner energy was used crazily outside his body, making the martial arts robes rustle.
"Ye Ming, go to hell!"
Lu Juwu picked up the broad-bladed ax beside him, jumped up high, chopped Huashan with one move, and tried his best to chop at Ye Fan's head.
"Stubborn!"
Ye Fan sneered, his whole body energy suddenly surged, he raised his hand and pointed, and a fierce force shot out more than one meter away, and then refracted four straight lines, directly penetrating Lu Jiewu's limbs!
Lu Juwu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he maintained a chopping posture in mid-air. Then he fell heavily to the ground with a "pop!"
Blood suddenly spurted out.
Lu Juwu raised his head and whined, his whole body was twitching, and all the meridians in his hands and feet were severed. He was already a disabled person.
Wang Qinglong couldn't bear to turn his head away and sighed in his heart.
All the disciples behind him were eclipsed.
These disciples knew Ye Ming's identity and that he was a warrior.
However, they could not imagine that Ye Ming was actually a super master who had developed martial arts.
His strength has reached at least five times the limit!
"It's over, it's over! Senior Brother clearly said that he was only four times the limit, but with this powerful move, even the ordinary five times the limit master can't do it!"
"Could it be that he has reached six times the limit? This... this is too scary!"
"Looking at Ye Ming, he should be in his twenties or thirties. How can he have six times the ultimate strength?"
"No wonder...Master doesn't dare to offend him easily! A super master with six times the limit, coupled with the power of the Li Group, can walk sideways in our Binhai!"
"What should I do? Master has given up even on Senior Brother, will we end up like him?"
"It has nothing to do with us. It's all the idea of that bastard Lu Jiewu, and we don't know about it at all!"
"That's right, those who don't know are not guilty. Mr. Ye has no reason to cause trouble for us!"
All the disciples looked frightened and started whispering among themselves.
Wang Qinglong quietly waved his hand to signal them not to talk.
The disciples quickly fell silent and looked at the young man opposite with trepidation.
"Mr. Ye, the murderer of the Mayuan Lane arson case has been killed. I believe he has relieved your anger."
Wang Qinglong smiled and said to Ye Fan: "As for the compensation of 100 million, I will arrange for someone to deliver it to you immediately. Just wait a moment."
"Don't worry." Ye Fan waved his hand gently, "The incident in Mayuan Lane happened because of me, and I will definitely give an explanation to the dead neighbors."
"Haha, Mr. Ye, if you have any other demands, feel free to ask for them. As long as they are within the scope of our Qingmen's affordability, we will never bargain!"
Wang Qinglong said quickly.
He was very afraid of Ye Fan.
As early as a few days ago, he learned about Ye Ming's information from some special channels.
This young boy had killed an island nation who was six times the peak limit!
It can be seen that his true combat power may have reached the peak of six times the limit, or even reached the limit of seven times!
Wang Qinglong is the most powerful among the five brothers, but his current level has only reached seven times the limit.
Even though there are two junior brothers behind him who have reached six times the limit, he is still not sure of killing Ye Ming.
Now Wang Qinglong carries the heavy burden of Qingmen, and must be responsible for the sect in every word and deed.
Therefore, he forced himself to lower his noble head and submit to Ye Ming.
Anyway, they Qingmen are in the wrong on this matter.
If the matter gets bigger, it will easily lead to the intervention of the hidden ancient clan.
By then, Qingmen will not be able to turn big things into trivial matters so easily.
In Ye Fan's view, Wang Qinglong was uncharacteristically contrary to what he knew, and there must be some conspiracy behind it.
However, no matter how fearful Wang Qinglong was of him, Ye Fan did not intend to expose the history of blood and tears in Mayuan Lane so easily!
"Wang Qinglong, my request is very simple."
Ye Fan smiled faintly.
"Yesterday, a total of thirty-six people from your Qingmen committed a crime. Now only one person has been killed. The remaining thirty-five people destroyed Wu Yuan and severed his meridians. I will pretend that this incident never happened."
"What?!" Wang Qinglong's face changed suddenly, "Ye Ming, don't make such jokes. They are just ignorant juniors. As a master of six times the limit..."
"Okay, it doesn't matter if I don't do it myself." Ye Fan interrupted Wang Qinglong, "It's not impossible for them to cut off their own meridians."
The corners of Wang Qinglong's eyes twitched, and he asked in a deep voice: "Ye Ming, what do you mean? Do you plan to abolish all the core disciples of my Qingmen without leaving any one behind?"
"Yes, leave no one behind." Ye Fan kept sneering.
"I've said it before, I want to give an explanation to those people. If you insist on blocking it, I don't mind including you guys within the scope of the 'account'!"
"Ye Ming, I advise you not to push yourself too far..."
"Wang Qinglong, don't challenge my patience." Ye Fan gently shook his finger and said coldly.
"When they committed murder and arson, why didn't they expect such a result? When they committed the murder, why didn't they consider the lives of others!
It’s true that Qingmen is very powerful, but in our China, in our Binhai, no matter how powerful you are, you will never be allowed to be above the people and above the law!"
Ye Fan paused and slowly raised his head, with a look of majesty looking at the world in his eyes.
"However, no one will stand up for them today. Even if you call the police, it will be useless! They must pay the price for their actions!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly disappeared from the place, so fast that even Wang Qinglong couldn't see clearly.
In just five seconds, blood splattered in the inner courtyard of Qingmen, and screams came one after another.
Wang Qinglong turned around and saw more than thirty core disciples all falling into the blood wave.
There was a scarlet bloody gash on each of their wrists and ankles.
Blood overflowed and dyed the ground red.
Ye Fan spared his efforts and did not kill these disciples, but they would never want to practice martial arts again in this life, and they would become useless people from now on!
Some people want to speak, but at this time their mouths can only be opened slightly and they cannot shout at all.
Their eyes were so helpless, so regretful, and even filled with resentment. They resented Master for not saving them.
It's a pity that after every bad behavior in the world, you must bear the corresponding consequences!
Sometimes, this retribution comes earlier, sometimes later.
But no matter what, it will come eventually, no one can escape the past!
In the past, Wang Qinglong was famous for protecting his shortcomings.
The core disciples of Qingmen committed crimes, beat people, raped, robbed, and even took lives. The most he could do was beat and scold him a few times and put him in solitary confinement, and then he would use all his connections to smooth things over for his disciples.
But this time, the disciples offended the master who even Wang Qinglong could not deal with, so they could only bear the punishment at the cost of their lives!
As time passed, the voices of the more than thirty core disciples gradually became quieter, and each of them fell into a deep coma.
"Okay, these people have received the punishment they deserve, tit for tat."
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and smiled coldly: "I advise you to bandage these people quickly, otherwise they will die from excessive blood loss!"
Wang Qinglong and others looked ashen and looked at the disabled disciples in the courtyard in disbelief, their hearts filled with sadness.
There are more than thirty warriors who have surpassed the limit, and five of them have reached three times the limit. No matter which force they are in, they are absolute elites!
Wang Qinglong spent countless efforts to train these disciples.
However, it was all gone in the blink of an eye!
If Qingmen's Fight Club was destroyed, they would only feel slightly distressed.
Then all the core disciples of Qing Sect were crippled by Ye Fan, which was heartbreaking for them.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan would act decisively and ruthlessly, leaving no room for negotiation!
"Ye Ming!" Wang Qinglong gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with angry flames, "You are so cruel! Sooner or later, my Qingmen will have to settle this debt with you today!"
"Anytime!"
Ye Fan held one hand behind his back and raised a torch with the other hand, "By the way, I have one more request."
"What else do you want!" Wang Qinglong shouted angrily.
"The neighbors who died in vain in Mayuan Lane have been accounted for. But how to settle the account of the fire?" Ye Fan smiled lightly, "So, I think burning your Qingmen can completely clear up the two sides."
Wang Qinglong was shocked and angry, "Ye Ming, I respect you as a master, so I make concessions again and again, but you'd better not push yourself too far!"
"I don't like being in debt to others, and I don't like being in debt to others." Ye Fan gently waved the torch, and the flames made a "whistle" sound.
"I paid 100 million to the neighbors of Mayuan Lane! This money is nothing to me, and I don't need you to repay it.
However, I have to find a way to resolve the knots in my heart."
Ye Fan glanced at Wang Qinglong and others calmly.
"This is my last request. I hope you won't stop me. Otherwise, it will affect my mood and the consequences will be far more serious than offending me!"
"You...you are so messy!"
Wang Qinglong's old face turned red with anger, and he shouted loudly, "Ye Ming, you'd better not force us! Otherwise, we will never give up..."
Ye Fan ignored Wang Qinglong's roar, stretched out his hand and swung it back, throwing the torch directly into the Qingmen Main Hall in the front yard.
Before attacking the inner courtyard, Long Chun sprinkled fire oil around.
As soon as Ye Fan's torch came into contact with the kerosene, a whirlwind of flames immediately rolled up, and the flames surged wherever it passed, burning the entire outer courtyard of Qingmen in the blink of an eye.
"Ye Ming, you are looking for death! Do you really think that I dare not touch you?!"
Wang Qinglong and others were furious and rushed to put out the fire.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's figure flashed and stood in front of them.
"This fire cannot be extinguished, otherwise I won't mind letting your Qingmen completely disappear from Binhai!" Ye Fan kept sneering, "I would like to advise you, please don't disobey me!"
Wang Qinglong's five senior brothers looked at each other and could no longer contain their anger.
"Too much bullying!" He lowered his head and shouted angrily: "Ye Ming, you forced us, and I want you to pay the price!"
"Now do you know the price?" Ye Fan looked at the other party proudly and sneered constantly.
"Wang Qinglong, when you allowed your disciples to commit crimes, did you ever have this kind of consciousness?"