However, at the moment when these words were spoken, Tang Yin was about to rush over and save Ye Fan.

Suddenly, a burst of flames burst out on the street in the distance.

The overwhelming attacks formed a tight line of fire here, pouring down on the strong man of Chumen.

At the same time, countless martial arts attacks followed the guns, cannons and fire, and quietly attacked.

This sudden artillery attack undoubtedly shocked the strong man of Chumen for a moment.

For a time, many weaker people were killed or injured immediately.

Even Tang Xian was caught off guard and was instantly repulsed.

But after Tang Xian was repulsed, he immediately used his inner energy. During the movement of his true energy, he directly formed a wall of air in this area, blocking all the sealed lines of fire.

Those who are strong enough to be a Grandmaster or above are not afraid of guns and cannons.

However, these concentrated fire attacks still pose a certain threat to warriors below the Grandmaster level.

Especially, when these firepowers are concentrated to a certain extent, they can kill and injure warriors.

Therefore, Tang Xian had to be cautious and use special means to block these guns.

After the fire continued for a period of time, the world and the earth returned to peace.

Tang Xian dispersed the wall of energy, his eyebrows were majestic, and his tiger eyes stared into the distance: "Who dares to disturb my Truman affairs?"

"I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Tang Xian shouted angrily.

However, no one responded.

There was only the sound of dense footsteps, like a rushing river, rolling in.

In the end, the first person to emerge from the night was an old man with a round head and small eyes.

With a solemn look on his face and a majestic look on his face, he led more than a hundred people behind him and quickly rushed to Ye Fan.

Then, he cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to Ye Fan to worship: "Your Majesty, Li Er, leads the Yunzhou people and is here to protect the Lord!"

"My subordinate, Lei Laosan, has led a group of people from Jingzhou and is here to protect the Lord!"

.......

"The guilty minister Chen Ao is here to protect the Lord!"

....

With the appearance of Li Er, it was like a huge stone smashing into the sea, causing huge waves in an instant.

For a time, Chen Ao, Lei Laosan and others led their subordinates to kneel down to Ye Fan.

"You...why are you here?"

"Didn't I tell you to quickly retreat to the hot summer?"

Ye Fan was undoubtedly shocked when he saw Li Er and others following him across the Yangtze River.

He didn't expect that Li Er and the others would actually follow him.

You know, the Trumen are a martial arts family, and the war in front of them is a war between warriors.

Li Er and the others are just secular people, and Ye Fan undoubtedly does not want to involve them.

"If Mr. Chen doesn't retreat, how can we retreat?"

"As Mr. Han said, even a spark should shine as a small light."

"Mr. Chu, I, a descendant of Jiangdong, am definitely not a coward."

"You can kill Truman single-handedly for the sake of friendship. We, I am willing to be loyal and righteous, and we are not afraid of life and death!"

Li Er, Chen Ao and others replied in a deep voice, their words as loud as gold and stone falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Jiangdong disciples who came behind Li Er and others shouted in unison: "Don't be afraid of life or death!"

....

"Don't be afraid of life or death!"

....

The words soaring to the sky gathered into a stream, shaking the whole world.

Ye Fan looked at them and couldn't help being stunned.

He did not expect that he, Ye Fan, would have such a status in the hearts of Jiangdong people.

They were actually ordered to cross the ocean to protect themselves without fear of life or death.

"good!"

"Ye Fan will keep your kindness in mind."

"If you are lucky enough to return to Jiangdong in the future, I will definitely live up to your kindness in protecting me today!"

Ye Fan clasped his fists with both hands and bowed heavily to the people in Jiangdong in front of him.

"Ha ha..."

"What a great drama about "a loving father and a filial son."

"But Chu Tianfan, do you think that these rabble alone can snatch you away from me tonight?"

"Don't you think you underestimate me, the strong man of the Chu Clan?"

Seeing Li Er and others appearing one after another, Tang Xian quickly calmed down after a brief moment of panic.

He laughed ferociously, and then ordered his men to surround Li Er and the others.

Although there are many of them, they also have weapons in their hands.

However, after all, they are some secular people who have no power to restrain a chicken. In front of the warriors, these two or three hundred people are not afraid at all.

"What about adding us?"

As soon as Tang Xian finished speaking, a cold drink sounded not far away.

Then he turned around and saw a dashing woman, wearing a black windbreaker, like a queen, leading everyone from Yanjing to this place.

Among them, Xue Renyang, after seeing Ye Fan, knelt down on his knees and bowed his head to the ground: "Xue Renyang, King of Longyang, is here to be the savior!"

"What?"

When Tang Xian saw this, his expression immediately changed.

"And us!"

There was another cold shout.

Qian Chijing led the Japanese people and also appeared quietly.

The dark crowd surged towards this place like a tidal wave.

Iwai Zen, who followed, also followed Xue Renyang and knelt down to Ye Fan: "The sinner, King Longyan, come to the savior!"

"This..." Tang Xian's face trembled again.

However, before Tang Xian could recover, there was a loud shout in the darkness behind him, which exploded like thunder.

"Plus us!"

Boom boom boom...

In the dark night, several dull roars suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, ten burly figures in military uniforms flashed over like ghosts.

Then, under the trembling eyes of everyone in the Chumen, these people actually knelt down in front of Mark!

"King Longchuan, Longbaichuan, leads his disciples and is here to be the savior!"

The power soaring to the sky, like the energy and blood of a dragon, burned like a blazing fire in the dark night.

Like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, as the four dragon kings appeared, more and more people emerged from the night.

Eighty protectors, thousands of elite warriors, plus others from Jiangdong, Yanjing, and Japan.

Who would have thought that in just a few dozen minutes, there would be three thousand people gathered here.

The dark crowd was like stars in the dark night, or like little sparks in the wilderness.

Perhaps, each of them, taken individually, is insignificant.

However, when thousands of sparks gather into a stream, they can also draw the Milky Way all over the sky!

"I'll wait to meet the Lord of the Dragon Temple!"

"Dragon Lord Eternal!"

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"Meet the Lord of the Dragon Temple..."
To be continued...