Before the cave, Ye Fan's majestic and angry voice is like thunder, sweeping the world.

With the wind and waves, rolling up the wind and sand all over the sky.

A big war is on the verge.

"Crazy ~"

"the boy is crazy."

"Kong Ming, are you hot summer people and rich in madmen?"

"He is an unknown boy, how dare he challenge the title master here?"

...

"my God!"

"I can't even think about it ~"

Ye Fan's words made everyone's scalp numb.

You know, in people's eyes, the title of master is almost comparable to the existence of gods.

Each of them is the patron saint of the patron.

It is the symbol of a country's martial arts, but also the belief pursued and admired by countless warriors.

This kind of strong man was sacred but not violated at that time.

But now, a 20-year-old young man has even openly challenged him.

It's like a mortal who defies the gods.

It's not death. What's this?

"Madman, this is a madman."

"Kong Lao, let's run."

"Otherwise, we'll be killed by this fool!"

In addition to the shock of the crowd, LV Hua had already been scared to urinate.

It is not a day or two since they met Ye Fan.

They know that ye fan is arrogant and arrogant.

However, they did not know that ye fan was so arrogant that he even challenged the title master.

The title of a rage, Fu corpse million, bleeding thousands of miles, also no longer words.

Of course, Ye Fan will die if he dies. LV HuaBa can't let Ye Fan die.

However, he was afraid that they would be implicated again under the burning anger.

After all, Ye is a summer man.

I'm sure we can't burn the sky this time, just as we did 30 years ago.

Lu Hua, it's strange that they are not afraid.

"Well."

"You're right. Things are moving beyond our control."

"To be on the safe side, let's withdraw first."

"Yan Xi, walk ~"

Kong Ming and others did not care to see Ye Fan's final outcome, so they turned around and began to run out.

In fact, there is no need to watch.

Provoked by the title master, Ye Fan has no possibility of survival.

However, on the way back, Kong Ming began to use satellite phone to contact Yan xiawu temple.

In this dense forest, there may be no communication coverage.

However, Kong Ming and others were prepared before they came. Naturally, there were ways to contact China.

The phone was put through quickly.

"Hello, this is the temple of martial arts."

"Excuse me, there is..."

on the phone, the voice of the staff of the temple of Wu is not in a hurry.

"Feed the peat!"

"In a hurry."

"Quick, give the call to the swordsman, no, to the God of war."

"I will speak to the God of war myself."

"Hurry up ~"

at the end of the phone, Kong Minghong was worried and almost hysterically yelled at the man.

However, the idea that Kong Ming wants to talk directly with the God of war and others is undoubtedly unrealistic.

Finally, he told the staff of the Wu Temple about the king of India appearing in the Amazon forest and Ye Fan in danger, and asked him to convey it to the high-level of the temple.

A few minutes later.

Master Haotian and the emperor of boxing, who were summoned, went to the temple of martial arts.

"Swordsman, what's the matter? Is something wrong?"

After entering the hall, the boxer emperor saw the dignified side face of the swordsman and immediately asked.

You know, in their position, there are few things that can make them so dignified.

"Later, where is the God of war?"

"Not yet?"

The swordsman looked at it and found that there was no God of war. He immediately asked.