The sky is quiet, and the grass and trees are silent.

Only Ye Fan stood proudly, and only the thunder swept across.

"Master...Grandpa?"

Chu Qitian was stunned.

All the anger and worries before were now turned into endless panic and tremor.

He looked at the scene ahead in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that his grandfather had actually lost to Ye Fan?

The person he admired and respected the most in his heart was defeated by the person he once looked down upon?

Not only Chu Tianfan, but also the powerful Chu family, were also greatly frustrated.

The original offensive against Genting Mountain stopped instantly.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the place where Chu Yuan fell with sadness.

"Didn't you lose?"

"I... my Truman's glory really ends here?"

For a moment, an unspeakable sadness and loss swept across the entire Truman.

On the other hand, after a brief shock, the Dragon Temple was filled with joy.

"Hahaha..."

"Win!"

"Victory!"

"Our Dragon Lord is the most powerful."

Many people began to cheer, and the excitement sounded throughout Yunding Mountain.

Ye Yuyan was even more happy to kiss her little nephew's face: "Xiaolin, look, your father won."

"Your dad is so awesome!"

Ye Yuyan shouted excitedly.

But the child in her arms did not show any smiles, and her big shiny eyes were just staring straight into the distance, looking at the direction where Chu Yuan fell.

There was no sign of emotion on her tender little face.

"Is it really...just winning?"

Some are sad, some are happy, and some are even more suspicious.

Just like the King of Fighters and the Sword Saint, as well as the God of War and others.

As strong men from the Yanxia Zhuguo, they fought with Chu Yuan for countless years.

But now, even though he was defeated by Ye Fan, King of Fighters and the others still felt that something was wrong.

Yes, Ye Fan is indeed very strong.

The offensive just now was as fierce as a dragon.

The golden light is added to it, just like Thunder God is alive.

With the momentum of destroying the dead and rottenness, Chu Yuan had no power to fight back. The infinite offensive was truly unstoppable.

If it were someone else, the battle would have ended to this point.

But the person in front of him is Chu Yuan.

He is the strongest person in the world.

Is this old sect leader of the Truman really so easy to fail?

Just when the King of Fighters and the others were suspicious, Ye Fan's voice also sounded slowly at this moment.

"Chu Yuan, come out."

"I know, you haven't lost yet."

Ye Fan's faint words sounded like from the depths of the time. His deep eyes were cold and always fell in the direction where Chu Yuan fell.

"Um?"

"Is the battle not over yet?"

Ye Fan's words made everyone stunned.

The joy of Li Er and others also disappeared at this moment.

Ye Yuyan stopped smiling even more.

The hand holding Xiao Chulin tightened even tighter.

Chu Tianqi's expression was also stunned.

Soon, he felt that under the ruins ahead, there was a momentum slowly increasing.

It was like a ball of flames burning more and more.

"It's grandpa!"

"Grandpa is still alive."

"Grandpa hasn't lost yet!"

Chu Qitian suddenly became excited and shouted excitedly.

It was like a night walker, and once again saw the dawn.

Sure enough, as Chu Qitian said this, he fell.

Everyone soon felt that the earth began to tremble.

It seems like a sign before a volcano erupts.

The gravel rolled down from the top of the mountain, and the violent force gathered wildly along the ridge towards a certain location.

boom!

A few seconds later, a shocking explosion.

The rocks exploded.

Under the ruins in the distance, a thick and powerful figure rose slowly like the sun.

Under the dark night, his whole body emitted a faint rainbow light.

And if you look carefully, you will find that there are still black patterns flowing and flickering above the rainbow light.

After Ye Fan saw it, his brows frowned instantly.

There was an unspeakable solemnity in my heart that surged out.

"This pattern seems...a bit familiar?"

Ye Fan thought to himself, trying hard to recall.

But for a moment, I didn't even remember where this sense of familiarity came from.

At this time, Chu Yuan had already appeared again.

His murderous intent was surging, and his cold eyes were like eagles and falcons, staring at Ye Fan tightly.

If the eyes could kill people, Ye Fan would probably have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives now.

When Chu Yuan stood across the Tianhe River, he could vaguely see that there was a injury on his chest.

Blood dripped down his arm.

"How many years have you been."

"Since I, Chu Yuan, took control of the Truman and was at the top of the total power, no one has ever hurt me again."

"I really didn't expect that one day, Chu Yuan, I would be injured by an abandoned son I abandoned back then."

Chu Yuan whispered.

The hoarse sound was like the sound of crushing gravel.

At the end of the day, Chu Yuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

The deep murderous intent of Ye Fan was full of the sinister face.

"Chu Tianfan, even if you fall here today, you will be able to smile with a smile."

Chu Yuan's voice continued to sound.

Ye Fan had a expressionless face and replied coldly: "Chu Yuan, you should be the one who fell today!"

"I'm entrusted by my great-grandma to come and kill you."

"If you don't die, how can my Chu family be peaceful?"
To be continued...