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!"
Chapter completed!