Chapter 1661: Half

This funeral procession of a hundred people moved very quickly.

Even with people carrying two coffins at the front of the team, the speed of the march was no different from a forced march.

And this group of people all wore the same tactical leather boots, making a neat and uniform sound of footsteps as they walked quickly on the cement ground, echoing through the entire valley.

Among the team, there was an old man who was already panting from running quickly with the team.

But the young people beside him didn't give him a chance to stop and catch his breath, instead constantly urging him to keep walking quickly, and some even pushed him when he was about to fall behind, or roughly pulled the hemp rope on his mourning clothes, dragging him forward.

This old man was Su Chengfeng.

At this time, the top of Mount Ye Ling.

Ye Chen and the others had already seen this team approaching constantly.

In the morning sun, everyone could see the two striking black coffins, so everyone knew very well in their hearts that this group of people must be the Cataclysmic Front.

The Ye family members were suddenly like facing a great enemy, each one nervous and restless.

Ye Chen, however, looked at this funeral procession at the foot of the mountain from afar, a cold smile crossing his mouth.

At this moment, Ye Chen sighed in his heart: "Wan Pojun, you finally came! It's not just me who has been waiting for you anxiously; your great general Chen Zhonglei and your Wan family's benefactor Su Shoudao have also been waiting for you for many days!"

Thinking of this, Ye Chen said to Tang Sihai, "Butler Tang, pass on my order, let the uncles at the foot of the mountain clear the way up the mountain, no one is allowed to disobey!"

"Yes!" Tang Sihai immediately notified the foot of the mountain, telling them to clear the road.

Although these people were resentful in their hearts, because it was Ye Chen's order, everyone could only do as told.

Therefore, they moved to both sides and cleared the road up the mountain.

Wan Pojun, who was in the lead, strode forward. When passing these people, he just took a look. Seeing that they didn't block the way, he didn't take them seriously anymore and strode towards the Ye family ancestral grave halfway up the mountain!

This road up the mountain was part of the basic engineering project for the Ye family to spend huge sums of money to build Mount Ye Ling.

The whole road was wide and flat, and even a supercar with the lowest chassis could easily drive up.

So, this group from the Cataclysmic Front walked up the mountain as if walking on flat ground.

Seven fifty-five.

Wan Pojun led the soldiers of the Cataclysmic Front, aggressively passing the last bend, and walked straight towards the white marble archway of the Ye family ancestral grave!

This group of well-trained Cataclysmic Front experts were all full of murderous intent. During the march, like a guard of honor, every step was neat and powerful. The closer they got, the more shocking it felt.

At this moment, he saw the two or three hundred Ye family members gathered here, and not a single one was wearing mourning clothes, so he was suddenly furious, his eyes already full of murderous intent.

Lu Haotian beside him also saw that no one in the Ye family was wearing mourning clothes, and said angrily, "Hall Master, you left the Ye family a chance to live, but it seems they don't want it!"

Wan Pojun sneered, "It doesn't matter. Since they don't want face, then today, first dig up the Ye family's ancestral grave, grind that Ye Changying to dust, and then give my parents a grand burial! After today, then gradually kill all the Ye family members one by one!"

Su Chengfeng had almost run his legs off at this time, panting and saying, "Po... Pojun... the Ye family... this is... unyielding even in death..."

Wan Pojun said disdainfully, "Since that's the case, then just all go to die!"

After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the archway of the Ye family ancestral grave, while Ye Chen also walked to under the archway at this time.

Except for Ye Zhongquan and Ye Chen's little aunt, Ye Changxiu, most of the Ye family members didn't dare to walk too far forward, and each one retreated as much as possible.

However, those who came to support Ye Chen all stood by Ye Chen's side, and even the few girls didn't have half a look of fear.

Su Zhiyu recognized at a glance that the old man wearing mourning clothes in the other camp was her grandfather, Su Chengfeng, and was surprised, "Grandpa, you... you are..."

Su Chengfeng never dreamed that his granddaughter would be here!

Looking down at the mourning clothes he was wearing, he felt a hot sensation on his old face, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground.

Just as he was embarrassed, he suddenly discovered another figure that shocked him in the crowd!

It was his other granddaughter, Su Shoudao's illegitimate daughter, Su Ruoli!

At this time, Su Chengfeng was shocked in his heart: "Su Ruoli is still alive..."

"Why is her mother here too?!"

"And He Hongsheng! Damn, how did the He family come to help the Ye family?!"

Su Chengfeng was a bit angry in his heart, but after thinking about it, he thought to himself: "So what if the He family is here? They are not the Cataclysmic Front's opponents at all!"

Ye Zhongquan saw Su Chengfeng at this time, and he was also very angry in his heart, and couldn't help saying, "Oh, so it's Brother Su! You are so old, who are you wearing mourning clothes for? Could it be that you are so old and have recognized a new godfather?"

Su Chengfeng's face was burning, and he blurted out, "Ye Zhongquan, you'd better worry about yourself! After today, your Ye family will only have a dead end! If you don't hurry up and wear mourning clothes and kneel to beg for mercy, be careful that your Ye family's ancestral grave will be dug up!"

Ye Zhongquan said sternly, "Su Chengfeng, you old dog! You're already buried up to your eyebrows, and you're still wearing mourning clothes for others! How shameless! I, Ye Zhongquan, will never be like you old dog, begging for pity in front of outsiders for the sake of profit!"

Su Chengfeng was furious, "You Ye family members are all good, since you are all so powerful, then pray for your own blessings!"

At this time, Wan Pojun walked to three meters in front of Ye Chen and stopped.

He looked at Ye Chen and the others in front of him, and said coldly through gritted teeth, "Ye family, yesterday I already sent word to you, if you want to live, wear mourning clothes today and kneel to welcome my parents' coffins. I didn't expect that none of you would do it! It seems that none of you are afraid of death!"

Ye Chen smiled indifferently at this time, "I don't know if others are afraid of death, I only know that I am not!"

Most of the Ye family members were scared to death. Ye Changkong even whispered to Ye Feng, "Quick! Go and get the mourning clothes quietly!"

Ye Feng nodded in a panic, retreated cat-like, took out two sets of hemp mourning clothes from a pile of items prepared for the ancestor worship ceremony, and then immediately tucked them into his arms like a thief.

What he didn't expect was that Ye Hao also took out several sets of mourning clothes from an iron box for incense, and also tucked them into his arms, looking like a pregnant woman.

The two looked at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes, and guessed each other's intentions. Then neither of them paid attention to the other, and slipped back into the crowd.

Immediately after, Ye Changkong, Ye Changyun's family, all had a set of mourning clothes in their hands, and they all tucked the mourning clothes into their arms, waiting for the moment when the situation was not right to put them on and surrender.

In front, Ye Chen didn't answer Wan Pojun's words, but looked Wan Pojun up and down, evaluating this person's overall strength.

This was his first time seeing Wan Pojun.

It had to be said that this person was indeed full of murderous intent, and it was clear that he had been trained through many years of actual combat.

Moreover, his cultivation was very solid, and his eight extraordinary meridians had all been opened.

In the field of martial arts, Wan Pojun was indeed the strongest Ye Chen had ever seen.

However, in Ye Chen's eyes, even an eight-star martial artist like Wan Pojun was still trash.

Without spiritual energy, just relying on internal strength, so what if all eight extraordinary meridians are opened and reached the ten-fold perfection state?

It still couldn't escape the category of mortal flesh and bones.

According to the records of the "Nine Mysteries Heavenly Sutra", martial arts is actually just a small introductory stage of ancient Chinese martial arts.

Ancient Chinese martial arts is an extremely profound cultivation method, containing many realms.

And even if Wan Pojun's eight extraordinary meridians were all ten-fold perfect, he still only belonged to the most elementary realm of ancient martial arts, the Bright Realm.

Only by breaking through another major realm can one enter the Dark Realm of ancient martial arts.

But behind the Dark Realm, there are the Transformation Realm and the Grandmaster Realm.

So, Wan Pojun is just the best student in the kindergarten class.

But if you pick someone from the first grade of elementary school, they can crush him in all aspects.

Not to mention that there are middle school, high school, and even university behind.

At this time, Wan Pojun found that Ye Chen was looking at him, and couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.

Seeing that Ye Chen was just a weak scholar and didn't have any cultivation, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: "I have no hidden murderous intent at this moment, even ordinary martial artists wouldn't dare to look me in the eye. This kid has no cultivation, how can he still have such courage? Could it be that this is a newborn calf not afraid of tigers?" 【1661-71

Seeing that Ye Chen was merely a weak-looking scholar with no signs of cultivation, he couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart: "I am not hiding even a shred of my killing intent right now; even ordinary martial artists wouldn't dare to meet my gaze. How can this kid, who has no cultivation, be so bold? Could it be that this is a case of a newborn calf not fearing the tiger?"

Immediately, he looked at the people around Ye Chen and discovered that among them were many martial artists, as well as many others who looked sixty or seventy percent like martial artists, yet simultaneously possessed three or four points of difference.

Thus, a trace of a smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "I was wondering why the Ye family had such guts; so it turns out they found helpers. I didn't expect that there would actually be a four-star martial artist here, along with two foreign martial artists whose strength is equivalent to a four-star martial artist. If I'm not mistaken, they must be Japanese ninjas, right?!"

As soon as Wan Pojun said these words, the expressions of He Hongsheng and Ito Nanako changed slightly.

He Hongsheng did not expect that the other party could see through his cultivation at a single glance!

And Ito Nanako did not expect that Wan Pojun could tell that the people she brought were ninjas just by looking at them!

Moreover, he even saw that among them were two top-tier Jonin.

From this, it was evident that Wan Pojun's strength was far superior to theirs.

However, Wan Pojun did not expect that Ye Chen would smile slightly at this moment and say indifferently, "I'm sorry, you guessed wrong. To deal with trash like you who only has amateur skills, there is no need to invite any helpers at all. They are all just audience members I invited over to wait and see how you get beaten!"