Yang Junhao's face turned ferocious for a moment, he grabbed Han Bing with his big hands and shouted angrily: "Want to leave? In your dreams, you are destined to be my woman."
"You are stubborn and seeking death!" Ye Fan shouted, "Kneel down, too!"
"Buzz!"
Fantian Seal appeared, and the golden seal fell from the sky. Yang Junhao was so smashed that he knelt on the ground, unable to move.
"No!"
Yang Junhao roared.
"I am the holy son of the Japanese tribe, an invincible monster, who dares to insult me!"
"boom!"
The power of Fan Tianyin increased greatly, suppressing Yang Junhao's lower body into the earth.
Ye Fan was too lazy to look. He looked at Han Bing and asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay? Did that idiot bully you?"
"That's not true."
"It's best to spare them. Otherwise, I will destroy the Japanese people."
The five elders were shocked and angry.
But I dare not speak out when I am angry.
There must be a top boss and a super power behind such a monster boy, and the Ri clan may really not be able to offend him.
Suddenly, Yue Liuli woke up and shouted: "Uncle Gao Feng is still at Rishen Mountain!"
This reminded everyone.
Yue Yinghuo said: "Ye Fan, for Linglong's sake, please go to Rishen Mountain to save my people."
"Sun God Mountain?"
Ye Fan raised his head and looked at the mountains surrounded by flames in the distance, very interested.
"I leave these people to you, sister. Let's go to Rishen Mountain for a tour."
"This is quite far from Rishen Mountain..."
"ah!"
Before Han Bing could finish her words, Ye Fan hugged her and rushed into the sky, making Han Bing scream.
"Take me with you!"
Yue Liuli shouted.
Ye Fan rolled up Yue Liuli, took the two women to the Thunder fighter jet hovering at high altitude, and entered the cabin.
"Third sister."
"Xiao Liu?!" Han Bing was in disbelief when he saw Tang Ying.
"Sister, it's great that you're okay." Tang Ying and Han Bing hugged each other.
Han Bin looked at Ye Fan and then at Tang Ying. He was a lot confused, but now was not the time to resolve his doubts.
The fighter planes were flying towards Rishen Mountain.
at this time.
The top of Sun God Mountain.
Yue Gaofeng fought bloody battles and was seriously injured. His chest was sunken, there was a bloody gash dozens of centimeters long on his back, and Bai Sensen's vertebrae were clearly visible.
Yang Zongheng also felt uncomfortable. One of his arms was drooped and broken.
Yang Dingtian and other elders were also extremely miserable.
They were shocked.
Yue Gaofeng really stopped them by himself!
"Keep coming."
Yue Gaofeng has become a bloody man. His voice is hoarse and his movements are slow, but his edge is still domineering.
This is a god of war who is desperate for his life.
"You deserve our admiration!" Yang Zongheng said solemnly.
"But you are extremely shameless."
Yue Gaofeng shouted angrily with red eyes.
"As a noble ethnic group, you have abandoned your dignity and joined the dirty and dirty Nether Clan."
"Thinking back to ancient times, our two clans had not yet split, and were called the Sun and Moon Clan."
"What an honor that is."
"According to ancient books, before the First Emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom burned books to entrap martial arts, the Sun and Moon God Clan was one of the strongest ethnic groups in the world. Later, the First Emperor burned books to entrap martial arts, attacked martial arts, and shattered myths. The Barbaric Continent also suffered a blow. Cultivation withers..."
"In the Middle Ages, the upper limit of cultivation was very low. In modern times, it was even worse. At that time, the Son of God and the Goddess found a super secret method, and they also broke apart because of the secret method."
"The Sun and Moon God Clan fell apart and became the Sun Clan and the Yue Clan."
"Since ancient times, our Yuezhi clan has always adhered to our faith. Unfortunately, you have fallen."
"Those despicable tribes like the Nether Clan do all kinds of evil, have no etiquette and morals, and are not even worthy of being called human beings. Yet you associate with them. Are you worthy of the ancestors of the God Clan?"
The more Yue Gaofeng spoke, the more excited and angry he became, while Yang Zongheng and others had shame on their faces and were speechless after being scolded.
Suddenly, Yang Zongheng shouted: "That's enough!"
"Hahaha, are you ashamed of being scolded by me? It's a pity that there is no regret medicine. You have fallen, and I look down on you."
"court death!"
Yang Zongheng, Yang Dingtian and other elders all took action.
The overwhelming energy came to attack.
Yue Gaofeng knew that he could not stop him. He opened his arms, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"I am not afraid of death, but I will take you with me even if I die. It is not to be buried with you, but to take you down to see the ancestors of the Gods and repent in front of them!"