Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

Who is Xiong Yibing?

That's the super enforcer by the side of Ye Xunhuan, the Young Master of the Imperial Capital Ye Family, a genuine Martial Arts King Level existence.

In ordinary times, a Martial Arts King is an existence that's utterly cool and awe-inspiring.

Who would have expected that even a super powerhouse like Xiong Yibing would be so easily snuffed out by Ye Fan?

"Hiss!"

Staring at the breathless body of Xiong Yibing, who knows how many people couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, shocked to their cores by Ye Fan's terrifying actions.

"Next, it's your turn!" Ye Fan looked at Chen Longpeng with an innocent face.

Feeling Ye Fan's gaze upon him, a chill ran up Chen Longpeng's spine, striking him right at the crown of his head.@@novelbin@@

It felt to him as though he had become a little white rabbit, and Ye Fan had transformed into a hunter wielding a shotgun; once fired upon, he would undoubtedly be killed easily by Ye Fan.

At this moment, Chen Longpeng fully realized that the roles between hunter and prey had completely switched between him and Ye Fan.

Swish——

Realizing the danger, Chen Longpeng no longer dared to linger, his body holding the Silver Spear turned into a shadowy figure and quickly left the island, arriving before the myriad Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea.

"Xiong Yibing is already dead, do you think you can escape?"

Locking onto Chen Longpeng's figure, Ye Fan stepped over the lake surface with an explosive burst of speed towards Chen Longpeng.

Seeing Ye Fan charging at him, Chen Longpeng's face trembled wildly as he shouted urgently, "What are you all hesitating for? Get him! All of you, get him!"

"Ah? Let us go?"

Hearing Chen Longpeng's words, a group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea were all dumbfounded.

Even the Martial Arts King Xiong Yibing had perished at Ye Fan's hands, wouldn't their fate be obvious if they rushed towards Ye Fan now?

"Yes, all of you, get him!"

Sacrificing these Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea to protect himself, Chen Longpeng did not hesitate, even if it meant their death.

Huang Zicheng's face turned green; he was terrified that Ye Fan would kill Chen Longpeng first and then him.

Thus, Huang Zicheng hurriedly spurred them, saying, "Yes, hurry up and go! Don't you see that my uncle is preparing to once again gather strength to use the final strike of the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears? This Ye Fan is already at the end of his tether. Just wait till my uncle's power is fully gathered, one spear will completely slay him!"

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"Quickly, quickly, all of you go! As long as you stick together, he's definitely no match for you!"

Originally Huang Zicheng thought that his uncle Chen Longpeng, coming from the East Sea, could easily kill Ye Fan.

However, in his wildest dreams, he had not anticipated that his uncle Chen Longpeng was no match for Ye Fan at all, even with Xiong Yibing from the Imperial Capital Ye Family joining halfway through. Despite their combined strength, they couldn't withstand Ye Fan's onslaught.

Trouble, this was complete trouble now!

"It was you who instigated the Jiang Family to move against my daughter, right? Don't think I couldn't find out just because you found a shell company overseas!" Ye Fan looked at Huang Zicheng.

Upon hearing this, Huang Zicheng panicked, "What? You know all about that?"

"If you don't want people to know, don't do it at all! Huang Zicheng, just wait for your death!" Ye Fan was filled with Killing Intent.

His daughter Ye Ling'er was his Achilles' heel; Huang Zicheng dared to plot against her, and he must pay a bloody price.

Feeling the surging Killing Intent from Ye Fan, Huang Zicheng's face distorted in terror as he shouted, "Go! What are you hesitating for? Hurry up and kill him!"

At this point, Huang Zicheng could only pin his hopes on this group of Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea. As long as they killed Ye Fan, he wouldn't have any more worries.

If Ye Fan didn't die today, he would surely be the one to perish.

"Gentlemen, go ahead, I'm gathering strength!" Chen Longpeng said coldly.

By now, Chen Longpeng had no other choice.

He decided to use the final strike of the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears once more. Intuition told him that these Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea wouldn't last long against Ye Fan.

Therefore, if he wanted to leave alive today, he had to be determined to kill Ye Fan on the spot.

"For Master Peng, brothers, let's go!" a brawny man was the first to call out loudly.

"Protect Master Peng, kill him!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

In an instant, under the lead of the brawny man, a group of Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea charged towards Ye Fan as if they had lost their minds.

"Boy, I refuse to believe you are Unmatched in Combat Power, let's see how I slay you!"

The leading brawny man held a war saber, his Combat Power churning within him, clearly a Half-Step Martial King.

"A Half-Step Martial King wants to slay me? Utterly delusional!" Ye Fan said with a look of disdain.

Even if Ye Fan's strength was only a fraction of what it once was, his Combat Power could still remain at the Martial King Realm.

At that moment, Ye Fan decided to lift the seal and unleash a massacre.

Just now, Ye Fan had already activated the supreme mental method of the Medicine God Pavilion and greatly enhanced his combat power without regard to the consequences.

"Kid, I'll chop you down like I'm chopping a chicken! Die!"

Gripping the war saber in his hand tightly, the burly man charged at Ye Fan.

Rip!

As the burly man got close, Ye Fan grabbed him and, with a sudden exertion of force, tore the man's towering figure in half.

"What?"

Seeing a Half-Step Martial King torn in half so easily by Ye Fan, all the Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea were shocked.

"If you want to kill me, be prepared to be killed in return!"

Ye Fan snatched the burly man's cleaver and, like a ghost, charged towards the Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea.

Splurt!

A Martial Arts Grandmaster hadn't even recovered his wits when he was beheaded by Ye Fan wielding the war saber.

"Everyone snap out of it, don't hesitate, charge at him now!" Huang Zicheng cried out in horror.

If this group of Ancient Martial Artists lost their composure again, they might all be slaughtered by Ye Fan before they could come to their senses.

"Bastards! Dare to ambush me, brothers, let's all go at him, slaughter him!"

Seeing a Martial Arts Grandmaster cut down so easily by Ye Fan, the group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea all shouted in anger.

"Crush him, crush him for me!"

An experienced Martial Arts Grandmaster, filled with fury, charged at Ye Fan with his longsword in hand.

Whoosh—

Ye Fan clenched the war saber, and as the experienced Martial Arts Grandmaster approached, he thrust the blade fiercely into the body with the speed of lightning.

With a 'puh' sound, another Martial Arts Grandmaster fell on the spot.

"Holy shit! Another one dead?"

Upon seeing another Martial Arts Grandmaster killed, Huang Zicheng screamed in shock.

The group of Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea were even more shocked than Huang Zicheng.

Immediately after, an experienced Martial Arts Grandmaster said in a low voice, "Form a group, we must form a group. Only by sticking together can we have the confidence to confront this kid!"

"Right, right, right, everyone quickly form up! As long as we give Master Peng enough time, once he has accumulated his power, this kid will meet his end!"

"Correct! Everyone hold on, let's go together!"

In an instant, numerous Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea clenched their Ice Blades and swarmed towards Ye Fan with ferocity.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan was no longer holding back; he held his war saber and with a quick leap forward, sliced down another Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"Kid, your life is mine!" an Ancient Martial Artist took the chance to launch a sneak attack.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan swung his war saber, and as the Ancient Martial Artist got close, Ye Fan cleaved him into two.

"Kill! Kill kill kill kill kill!"

As more people fell, the brain nerves of the group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea were severely stimulated, and they charged wildly towards Ye Fan without regard for their own lives.

"You all, seeking death!!!"

Seeing so many people rushing towards him, a cold light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. He surged forward into the crowd like a tiger descending the mountain, slashing frenziedly.

In the face of absolute strength, the group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea were like sheep, posing no threat to Ye Fan.

One! Ten!

A hundred!

In the blink of an eye, at least a hundred Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea had fallen.

Blood spattered, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.

"Too terrifying! This kid is really too terrifying!"

"A devil, he is nothing short of a devil!"

Of the group of Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea, less than twenty had survived. Seeing Ye Fan continuously killing a hundred men without even gasping for breath, their expressions were filled with horror as they all cried out.