When it comes to Ye Fan, many people even sigh with emotion and praise, without sparing their praise.
"Well, what a land of bad luck, I think it's a bad place." At this time, a cold voice came out from the crowd.
If Kong Ming and others were here, they would surely recognize that the speaker was the one who was nearly killed by Ye Fan.
The leader is Renault.
"Well?"
"How do you say that?" People are confused, looking in the direction of Renault.
Renault took a sip of the wine and hummed and laughed, "is that unknown?"
"Which of those martial arts talents who were born in the hot summer will come to a good end?"
"The former Chu Tianfan was buried in the sea of fire."
"Today's Ye Fan was severely damaged by the king of India. Even if he was finally rescued, he would die."
"No matter how good talent can be, it's not early death?"
"So, the land of hot summer is a place full of bad luck."
"I advise you to stay away from the people of martial arts in the hot summer, so as not to have bad luck."
Renault sneered.
Originally, the two martial arts had deep resentment. Now Ye Fan killed so many of them in India's Wudao, which undoubtedly made Renault even more resentful of Yanxia Wudao.
Now hear people so boast of Yan Xia Wu Road, Renault naturally dissatisfied, quickly cut in.
On hearing this, they all nodded.
"Yes."
"Over the past few years, the talents in the hot summer have really come to a bad end."
"Not to mention the recent years, only 30 years ago, the disciple of the sword sage, the master of the temple of martial arts in Yan Xia, was also an amazing and gorgeous disciple, and was considered to be the real inheritor of the sword holy clothes bowl."
"But as a result, he died prematurely and died under other people's hands."
"It's a curse."
"I think ye fan is not so lucky this time."
...
"ah ~"
"that's not necessarily the case."
"This time, this young man is very strange and has strong vitality. The king of India abused him like that and failed to kill him."
"Maybe he could break the curse and survive it?"
People talk about everything you say and I say.
Renault laughed even more when he heard this.
"Don't dream."
"Nayefan first suffered a sword from the king of Persia, which hurt his internal organs and lungs, and then hit a thunder stroke by the king of India. This is even worse."
"After that, our heavenly king again and again carried on the heavy damage to Ye Fan."
"This kind of injury, I think, is the immortal coming down to the earth, but also unable to return to heaven."
"Even if that guy is really lucky and alive, he is afraid that he will be a waste man in the future, so he might as well die?"
"Such people are not enough to be afraid of."
"Let's not talk about a useless person."
"It's better to guess what the treasure in the cave is than to waste time in this fool."
"Why did they get so many titles that they all appeared together?"
Renault didn't seem to want to hear YeFan's name again, so after a speech, he changed the subject.
Soon, people were attracted to this topic.
After all, these people come to America for treasure.
However, it is the first time in many years that such a large number of titles gather in the depths of the rainforest.
If you think about it, it's really weird.
However, in the midst of all the discussion, there is a thin figure in the dense forest ahead, dragging the body with blood, walking slowly, towards the front.
The man was covered with blood.
His face was cold, his eyebrows were thick, and his whole body was full of terrible momentum.
Where he passed, the cold was raging, and the evil spirit swept all over the place.