The next afternoon, at two o'clock, Ye Fan appeared on Wutong Mountain with Dugu Shang and Gong Suqin.
After all, he did not have sex with Song Hongyan.
Ye Fan knew in his heart that Song Hongyan was worried that she would fail and die, and wanted to leave a root for herself so that he, Ye Fan, would not be the heirloom.
Ye Fan was extremely moved by this sincerity and affection, and precisely because he was moved, Ye Fan did not take advantage of it.
He even hoped to come back alive and see Song Hongyan.
The mountain wind is howling and the chill is chilling.
Ye Fan walked around the top of the mountain and then sat on the ground to adjust his breath.
He showed up in advance, firstly, to familiarize himself with the environment, and secondly, to create an illusion, making Mamoru Miyamoto mistakenly think that he was overly nervous.
"Ye Fan, it's useless, you will lose."
Although the haggard-looking Gong Suqin was tortured to death, she still raised her neck and shouted to Ye Fan with a grim smile:
"Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru is a strong person in the Earth Realm. No matter how hard you fight in the Mysterious Realm, you will end up hitting the stone with an egg."
"You will definitely die miserably today, hahaha, Ye Fan, you are dead."
There was a gleam of heat in her eyes, as terrifying as a madman.
When she thought of the tragic death of Murong Feixiong and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, her heart ached like a knife, and she wished she could peel off Ye Fan's skin and bones.
"Then just wait and see who will die today."
Ye Fan did not torture Gong Suqin any more. She could no longer bear the third bite of the poisonous bug. He wanted to keep her to watch this battle and Murong Sanqian's death.
Dugu Shang took Gong Suqin to a corner and stuffed something in her mouth to stop her from making noise.
Ye Fan had just meditated for fifteen minutes when a motorcade roared in from the top of the mountain.
The car door opened and Murong Sanqian appeared with his disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall.
"Ye Fan! Ye Fan! Ye Fan!"
Murong Sanqian got out of the car door and saw Mark at one glance. He immediately rushed over and shouted in anger:
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
He only returned to Longdu for a few days, but not only did the Nanling Military League change hands again, but his nephew Murong Feixiong also died.
He drew his sword with his backhand and wanted to fight with Ye Fan, but several of his men hurriedly stopped him from being impulsive.
"Murong Sanqian, if you want to seek death, don't be in a hurry."
Ye Fan opened his eyes and looked at Murong Sanqian and said: "When I kill Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, it won't be too late for you to die."
"Shuzi! Shuzi!"
Murong Sanqian's veins bulged:
"I tell you, whether you die today or not, I will crush you to ashes."
He didn't sleep all night. When he closed his eyes, it was Ye Fan's kick that crushed Murong Feixiong to death. His heart was bleeding.
He still hasn't figured it out yet, where did Ye Fan get the courage to confront the Law Enforcement Hall, and where did he get the confidence to kill Murong Feixiong?
"I'm afraid you won't have this chance."
Ye Fan didn't raise his eyebrows: "It's you, I will reunite you with Murong Feixiong."
"Hahaha……"
Murong Sanqian laughed angrily:
"Boy, if you are so arrogant, I will let you live for one more hour and I will see how Mr. Miyamoto kills you."
He suppressed the idea of killing Ye Fan now, lest Ye Fan would fall to the ground and act like a fool, and then take the opportunity to cancel the battle.
"Papa -"
Murong Sanqian clapped his hands vigorously, and a truck drove up from behind, opened the door, and revealed a dark coffin.
"Ye Fan, do you see this? This is the coffin I bought for you."
"When you die, I will chop you into pieces with my own hands and put them in."
"Then let them bake it into meatloaf and let your parents taste it."
Murong Sanqian was obviously very angry with Mark. He laughed wildly and said with a bit of madness:
"Kill my nephew and I will bury your whole family."
Ye Fan remained calm: "Based on your words, I will kill you."
"Bastard thing!"
"Who gave you the courage to say this?"
At this time, another group of men and women in colorful clothes appeared on the mountain, with gorgeous clothes and extraordinary momentum, and they were accompanied by bodyguards.
Walking in front was a charming woman with an oval face, a cherry mouth, a cheongsam, and long hair tied up, looking very noble.
It’s just that her pretty face was frosty at the moment, and she was scolding Mark:
"Ye Fan, you don't know the height of the world and accept the challenge without authorization, which has had a bad impact on the martial arts alliance and the Chinese martial arts."
"Now he ignores the dignity of the martial alliance and speaks arrogantly. The following is a heinous crime."
"I order you to apologize to Elder Murong immediately."
She gave orders to Ye Fan from a high position.
Ye Fan looked at her. Without asking, he could guess who the other party was. Lu Qing, Yuan Hua's sister, was the leader of this China observation group.
However, he did not give the other party a good look: "They brought a coffin to curse me and asked me to apologize. Do you think I am crazy?"
"How is this the same?"
Lu Qing's pretty face turned cold: "You will definitely lose this battle. Elder Murong brought you a coffin to prevent you from dying in the wilderness."
"Do you think you still have a chance to win? You don't even look at what you're worth!"
"For a young guild leader to fight a sword master in a decisive battle, what else can he do but seek death?"
"Isn't it enough that you were taught a lesson by Mr. Miyamoto a week ago? He crippled you with just one hand."
"If you can win this battle today, I will climb down from here."
"Young people, being young is a good thing, but being domineering is not good."
She was very dissatisfied that Mark had ignored her authority:
"I'll give you another chance. If you still don't apologize to Elder Murong, you will bear the consequences."
Lu Qing is also considered to have a good background. Not to mention other places, even in Longdu, many people have to be polite to her, but Ye Fan is so ignorant.
Several female companions around him also rolled their eyes at Ye Fan, who was beaten into a dog by Miyamoto and dared to be so arrogant. There was really no one else.
Murong Sanqian smiled playfully: "Yes, I sent you the coffin to do a good deed."
"You don't need to worry about whether I'm arrogant or not, right?"
Ye Fan looked at Lu Qing unceremoniously: "Also, you don't need to intervene in my affairs!"
Lu Qing became even more unhappy when he heard this: "Ye Fan, don't you know who I am? Otherwise, who would give you the courage to choke me like this?"
"Who cares about you?"
Ye Fan looked at the group of people who appeared on the way: "If you don't make sense, I won't listen."
"And I'll send you a word!"
"roll!"
Lu Qing was furious: "Okay, okay, a little president dares to challenge me, okay, I want to see how much you weigh today."
Has she ever been scolded in person like this?
And he still told her to get lost?
There are so many presidents and disciples in the Martial League, who would not be polite to her when they see her?
Now, a newly appointed president, who was defeated by Miyamoto Tajimamoru, actually dares to tell her to get lost in public?
If she doesn't deal with this guy today, Lu Qing will feel that she really can't swallow the bad breath!
She shouted to a female companion beside her: "Qingqing, palm your mouth."
"Miss Lu, Mr. Miyamoto and Mr. Yamamoto are here."
Murong Sanqian felt Lu Qing's anger and was worried that she would teach Ye Fan a lesson, so he smiled and said:
"Let Mr. Miyamoto teach him how to behave."
He then whispered a few words to Lu Qing, advising her not to let Ye Fan find excuses for a truce.
"good!"
Lu Qing thought for a while and finally glared at Mark: "I'll deal with you later."
Then, with a sweet smile on her face, she turned around to greet Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru and Senmizu Yui.
"Mr. Miyamoto, welcome, welcome. I apologize for any inconvenience."
Murong Sanqian and the others also shouted and surrounded him, as if Miyamoto Taimamomo was from their camp.
Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru was instantly praised by the stars.
In the large open space, Ye Fan was left standing alone.
But he didn't care at all, he took a step forward and shouted:
"Miyamoto, come up and die!"
"Whoosh!"
Miyamoto didn't talk nonsense. He jumped up and disappeared from Lu Qing's field of vision like lightning.
As soon as he stood in front of Ye Fan, his finger was already poking at Ye Fan's throat.
