"Whoosh——" Accompanied by a roar, a whistling sound sounded harshly.
The dull old man had no time to stop him, so he could only shout: "Young Master, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge object hit Takeda Hideyoshi hard, with the momentum of a thunderous roar, and the roaring sound made people's hearts tremble.
At the moment of warning, Takeda Hideyoshi, who had an ominous premonition in his heart, twisted his waist, turned to one side, and bounced away.
He didn't know what the things that were thrown at him were, so he didn't act foolishly and confront them head-on.
Almost as soon as he moved away, a large backpack hit the spot with a deafening bang.
A puff of dust rose up and hit his nose. Takeda Hideyoshi's expression changed slightly and he backed away a few meters again.
Stay away from the backpack and stay away from Song Hongyan.
"boom!"
When the backpack hit the ground like a cannonball, the wooden fence at the gate shook violently.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, a slender figure shot out from behind the crowd through the elasticity of the fence.
He jumped up high, with his toes on top of everyone's heads, and in an instant he was in front of the high platform. Then he did a somersault, like a god coming down to earth, pressing down on Takeda Hideyoshi, who had just stood firm.
The momentum is like a rainbow! "Whoosh -" Before Takeda Hideyoshi could take action, the dull old man rushed forward after reacting.
He stood in front of Takeda Hideyoshi, then raised his thick arms to protect his head and blocked.
Bang! There was a collision between fists and feet in mid-air, fierce, dull, and heart-wrenching.
Although the dull old man blocked the domineering kick, his body had lost its center of gravity and he took five steps back in embarrassment, almost falling to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan, who landed on the ground, bent his knees slightly, then kicked off his legs. The carpet immediately turned into ashes, and two obvious footprints appeared.
Qinglong and Baihu stood up at the same time, looking surprised.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Ye Fan shouted angrily and punched the air! The dull old man could be considered a skilled fighter who had experienced many battles. As soon as Ye Fan moved, his body subconsciously stepped back.
Yes, the subconscious told the dull old man that he must retreat, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
It's just that he retreated quickly, and Ye Fan pursued even faster, catching up with the dull old man in the blink of an eye.
The fist is still fierce and fierce, and there is no way to retreat.
The dull old man gritted his teeth suddenly, crossed the bar with his left hand, and counterattacked Ye Fan with an uppercut with his right hand.
The dull old man's hands were extremely powerful, and ordinary people would be seriously injured even if they were punched by him.
He wanted to have a lose-lose situation, and even hoped that he could win from behind, but he still underestimated the power of Ye Fan's fists.
Shi Po was shocked, and his strong left arm trembled violently.
The dull old man's face suddenly showed pain, as if he had been hit by a big hammer, and his whole body became sore.
At the same time, the whole body retreated backwards, and the right uppercut was also resolved.
"boom!"
The sound of hitting a hard object was dull and powerful, and the dull old man's body retreated three meters before stopping.
"idiot!"
When the big monk in red saw someone smashing the place, he shouted and punched Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't care and swept out with one kick.
The great monk in red blocked with both hands and changed five hand seals, but he still could not block the impact of this kick.
"boom!"
A kick hit the chest, causing broken bones and flying away.
The great monk in red clothes fell to the ground with severe pain in his chest, blood spurting from his mouth, and a look of shock in his eyes.
He couldn't stop it, he really couldn't stop it! His fists were lowered and his joints crackled, but he could no longer fight.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was so surprised that they opened their mouths from ear to ear.
A master from the royal family and a monk from Sensoji Temple, both of whom were regarded as extremely tyrannical masters by ordinary people, did not expect that they would be easily dealt with by Ye Fan.
Many people stared at Ye Fan, wondering where this kid came from?
Selena, Jackson, and Heimara recognized Ye Fan and couldn't help but exclaimed: Why is this Oriental boy here?
Ye Fan didn't even look at the dull old man and the others. The thunder knocked them back, and he spun around and came to Song Hongyan's side.
He hugged the haggard woman and shouted urgently: "Sister Yan, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Song Hongyan stood motionless at first, as if she didn't expect that Ye Fan had really appeared, and then she hugged Ye Fan like a frightened bird without saying anything.
Tears fell like rain, I was moved and worried.
The embrace was so sincere and tight that everyone felt like they could hear the crisp sound when the two people's bodies tightened against each other.
The world became quiet, and even the wind seemed to have stopped howling.
Everyone present looked at this scene in disbelief. They never imagined that Takeda Hideyoshi's bride would hug a Chinese boy in public.
Takeda Hideyoshi did not get angry, but instead showed a smile. The smile was cold, cruel, and perverted.
"Sister Yan, I didn't mean to slap you that day. I'm sorry."
"I should have found you earlier and forced Tang Pingfan to reveal your whereabouts earlier, so that you wouldn't suffer."
Ye Fan gave himself two slaps in the face, and then sincerely apologized to Song Hongyan: "Even if I die here today, I can't let you suffer any more torture."
There was a determination in Ye Fan's eyes that he was ready to die.
This battle was on the territory of the Blood Medicine Sect. Ye Fan knew that he would survive a narrow escape, so he did not bring Lonely Shang and Miao Fenglang to die.
He didn't ask his parents for help. The bride-robbing was Ye Fan's private matter. Letting Ye Tang intervene would not only cause the old lady and the others to criticize, but would also trigger an official siege from the Yang Kingdom.
Instead of involving too many people and too many forces, Ye Fan directly engaged in grievances and grievances.
Either he takes Song Hongyan and leaves together, or they die together at the wedding scene.
"Ye Fan, don't say sorry, we don't need these three words between us."
Song Hongyan looked as bright as a flower and caressed Ye Fan's cheek: "And for you to appear here is the greatest joy in my life, Song Hongyan."
"On this occasion, in this battle, you came here to die."
"You traveled thousands of miles to die with me, so why can't I forgive you?"
Her eyes were gentle: "Besides, I have never blamed you..." Seeing Song Hongyan forgive herself, Ye Fan felt relieved, and then felt guilty. She had never blamed herself, this was an emotion that she cared about to the extreme.
Then, he smiled bitterly: "Sister Yan, I'm sorry, I owe you too much."
Song Hongyan smiled tenderly and reached out to cover Mark's lips: "I am very satisfied to live and die together."
"Bah bang bang -" "Okay, very good, very good!"
At this moment, Takeda Hideyoshi had already left the high platform and was sitting on the first row of seats seven or eight meters away. He crossed his legs and smiled while applauding.
Dozens of masters from the blood medicine sect surrounded the high platform, looking at Ye Fan on the high platform with murderous eyes and sharp eyes.
As long as Takeda Hideyoshi gives the order, they will rush to surround Ye Fan.
It's just that Takeda Hideyoshi didn't give the order to take action, nor was he at all angry at being robbed of his bride. Instead, he looked at Ye Fan like a cat chasing a mouse and said with a smile: "What a pair of infatuated and resentful women, what a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."
"I'm just a great doctor, a great scholar from China, and young master Ye Tang. He disrupted my wedding in public and snatched my bride. Isn't that going too far?"
Takeda Hideyoshi obviously wanted to kill someone: "Do your parents know if you do this?
Does the old lady know?
Does the Medical Alliance know?
Does China know?"
"What?
Is he Ye Fan?
The youngest national scholar in China?"
"I heard that he is the son of Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue. They just recognized their ancestors and returned to the clan not long ago."
"You just found a backer and you come to the Blood Medicine School to go wild?
This is like pretending that there is no one in the blood medicine sect."
The guests present immediately whispered after hearing this, and couldn't help but become angry at what Ye Fan had done.
"Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing?"
At this moment, a dozen or so well-dressed men surrounded a gorgeous woman and calmly stepped forward.
The woman is in her twenties, she is jewel-like, graceful and noble, and she carries herself with pride.
"The blood doctor sect's bright matchmaker is getting married, and the Tang sect's daughter is about to get married. What qualifications do you have to come here to cause trouble?"
"Do you know that your behavior will discredit China?
Do you know that you will ruin Ye Tang’s reputation?
Is this how your elders taught you to do things?"
"Let me tell you, the reason why Chinese people are so unpopular outside the country is because there are too many self-righteous people like you who have broken the rules."
Her eyes were disdainful and provocative as she challenged Ye Fan to accuse him.
Ye Fan raised his head and looked over, his eyes slightly condensed: Chen Ximo!
