After kicking King Florida away, Ye Fan did not stop moving forward.

He said that if you don’t get a friend, you will step on the Florida Palace.

Now, it's time to fulfill your promise.

In this way, Ye Fan raised his foot, flashed his body, and soon arrived at the Florida Palace.

He stepped on the stone steps and slowly walked up.

Seeing Ye Fan himself, all the disciples guarding the gate of the Florida Palace were undoubtedly scared.

The shocking battle between Ye Fan and King Florida just now was 1,000 meters apart.

But how much movement was in the battle between the two. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, the disciples under the Florid Palace could still see clearly.

Therefore, at the moment Ye Fan arrived, they immediately recognized this peerless and cruel man who just blocked people and killed Buddha.

So much so that no one dared to stop Ye Fan from the first half of the journey to the Florida Palace. Until the second half, some disciples of the Florida Palace who were not afraid of death blocked Ye Fan's way.

"We wait, we swear to live and die with the Florida Palace!"

Some people roared with such passionate roars.

Faced with such loyal disciples, Ye Fan naturally did what they wanted.

He slapped the slap in anger with a palm. Before the people in front of him could even scream, they were already slapped into meat paste by Ye Fan.

The bright red blood washed the ground, like a stream, flowing into the trees on both sides, becoming their most natural nutrients.

In this way, the holy land of a country's martial arts was like entering a land of no one under Ye Fan's feet.

The disciples of the Florida Palace faced Ye Fan as if they were facing a devil.

The fear and trembling from the heart made him unable to have the slightest courage to fight him.

Even the palace master was defeated.

How could these little minions become his opponent?

Battles at the level of titled masters are not something that people at their level can involve.

In just a few breaths, Ye Fan quickly arrived under the Florida Temple.

The ancient and solemn hall is like an ancient beast in the wilderness, standing here, protecting this world.

Behind the main hall are layers of mountains hidden in the clouds.

Ye Fan stood in front of the hall and stood with his hands behind his back.

The majestic sound is like a morning bell and evening drum, resounding throughout this world.

"You are not going to hand over Yao'er if you are so angry."

"I will keep you all the bodies!"

"Otherwise, I, Chu Tianfan, will let you die without a place to bury!"

Rumble...

A big earthquake.

The Florid Temple, which was smashed on the side, was broken several beams under Ye Fan's anger.

The deafening sound, like a sonic boom, radiating towards all directions with Ye Fan as the center.

However, no one responded.

I don’t know where the remaining titled strong men in the Florida Palace went.

Ye Fan didn't have much patience, and he shouted coldly: "In three seconds, come out and get to die!"

"Otherwise, you will be able to dye your Florida Holy Land red!"

Ye Fan's words were serene.

Those Florid disciples who were already frightened were undoubtedly scared to death after hearing this.

finally...

It seems that Ye Fan's threat has taken effect.

I saw a miserable figure slowly emerging from the void on the sacred mountain behind the Florid Temple.

Behind him, there were two others.

King Yin Tian Burning Heaven, and the last titled master of the Florida Palace, Bappe.

These three people have become the last line of defense for the martial arts of the State of Yin.

"How many years have you been, Chu Tianfan, are you the first person to hurt me?"

"But don't think that our martial arts in the country of India is already at the end of our path."

"I am a vast Yin Kingdom, with thousands of years of inheritance, how can you alone be able to level it?"

"Chu Tianfan, next, I will definitely make you pay a heavy price!"

On the top of the sacred mountain, King Florid's face looked ferocious, and a voice full of resentment slowly rang.

He was still alive, but his breath was significantly weaker.

Although Ye Fan's attack just now failed to take his life, he was basically seriously injured and could not fight again.

But Ye Fan didn't know, how could a guy with only a few breaths have the courage to speak harshly to him?

Ye Fan sneered: "Is that true?"

"Are you three defeated dogs?"

Ye Fan was really amused by King Florida and the others.

Fortunately, they are still titled masters, guardians and leaders of a country's martial arts.

But what is the result?

He had already reached the doorstep of his house, and the three of them hid directly in the mountains, running faster than those disciples, standing far away and saying harsh words to him.

It seems that in the face of life and death, these so-called martial arts leaders don’t even care about it.

"Chu Tianfan, don't be proud!"

"If you really have the ability, will you dare to come up?"

"We wait, fight to the death on the top of this sacred mountain!"

King Yin Tian shouted angrily.

This man who was beaten by Ye Fan before and fled from the island to the mountains, actually dared to shout at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan couldn't help but sarcastically: "Isn't this the King of Yin Tian Burning Heaven?"

"Fentian, don't you think you are a broom star?"

"I have been taken away by my own nest, and now I will be taken away by the Florida Palace?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, then soared into the air, and stepped down fiercely.

This ancient hall, which had been scattered for centuries, collapsed at Ye Fan's feet.

It looks like the floor-to-ceiling glass is split into pieces!

At that time, King Florida and his friends' eyes were red.

"brute!"

"You beast."

"Why did you ruin it?"

"No one is inside again..."

King Florida was furious and roared, and he vomited blood again.

"Son of a bitch!"

"You are destroying cultural relics!"

"You are going to be punished by God!"

Bappe was also cursing.

Although the Florid Temple is just a palace, its history has long become a symbol of the martial arts of the Indian Kingdom for nearly a thousand years.

But now, Ye Fan has actually been flattened!

It's like the presidential palace was blown up.

That kind of impact on spirit and faith is far more violent than the body.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame Fentian."

"Who told him to run here?"

"You said, if Fentian hadn't attracted me, would your senior brother die? This Florida Palace Master would not have been like this, and your Florida Palace would not have been flattened."
To be continued...