The middle-aged man, with the support of a young disciple, has already entered the Iron Fist Gate.
The moment he entered the Iron Fist Sect, the middle-aged man was so excited that his eyes filled with tears. He felt several times that he was dead, and he never thought he could return to the sect.
The disciples inside the door had also received the news, and a group of disciples rushed out with weapons in hand, trying to block Chen Fan and the two from the door.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
I saw the young disciples who had just rushed out of the door flew back in an instant and hit the square in the front yard of the sect hard.
Looking back, the middle-aged man hurriedly quickened his pace.
He knew that these young disciples were no match for Chen Fan and the others. The only ones who could compete with Chen Fan and the others now were probably their heads and great elders.
"Do you think it will be safe if you return to the sect?" Seeing the middle-aged man running away, Chen Fan's lips curved up.
The next second, Chen Fan's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man.
"Ah!" A terrified scream.
The middle-aged man and the young disciple fell to the ground at the same time.
"No, don't kill me, please." The middle-aged man begged for mercy quickly, his eyes full of despair and fear.
Chen Fan said calmly: "I said that I am not qualified to accept an apology for those who were killed by you, so you can only go down and apologize yourself."
As he spoke, Chen Fan stepped directly on the middle-aged man's chest.
"stop!"
"Who gave you the courage to commit murder at the Iron Fist Gate!" Suddenly, an angry shout rang out.
Several figures walked out of the main hall.
The leader is an old man, who gives people the feeling of being immortal. He has a goatee and energy flowing around his body. He is obviously a master.
"Great Elder! Save me!" the middle-aged man shouted quickly.
However, Chen Fan had no intention of stopping, nor did he even look at these people.
"If you don't stop, you're seeking death!" The old man's face hardened, his figure flashed, he flew towards Chen Fan, and punched Chen Fan in the back.
"Bang!"
The moment the old man took action, Chen Fan's kick had already stepped on the middle-aged man's chest.
"puff!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the middle-aged man's eyes widened in despair.
As for the old man behind him, his fist was almost touching Chen Fan's body.
Suddenly, Chen Fan turned around and punched the old man's fist.
"boom!"
A roar sounded.
The moment the old man came into contact with Chen Fan, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Click!" sound.
The old man's arm was broken instantly, and his body hurriedly took a dozen steps back.
Seeing this scene, several other middle-aged people quickly stepped forward and helped the old man who was retreating, so that he did not fall to the ground.
But when they saw the old man's broken arm, everyone was shocked and looked at Chen Fan in front of them in horror.
"Boy, who are you? We have no grievances against you, so why did you suddenly break into our Iron Fist Gate?" The old man endured the pain and asked with a stern face.
He knew that he was no match for Chen Fan.
Now he just needs to buy time and wait for the leader to appear.
"I am the person behind Lu Jiuliang. You sent people to seize the underground forces in Xiyun Province and killed so many of my subordinates and brothers. Don't you think I should come?" Chen Fan asked.
"Lu Jiuliang?" The old man frowned slightly.
The middle-aged man on the side said quickly: "The Great Elder is the newly appointed leader of the underground forces in Xiyun Province."
The old man's face darkened: "Is it because of those ordinary people that you forced your way into our Iron Fist Gate?"
"Not bad." Chen Fan nodded in response.
"It's just a group of ordinary people. To us, they are just a group of ants. Give them some money and maybe their families will be grateful to us. Is it worth it for you to do it for them?" the old man asked.
"Haha, ordinary people? Ants? In my eyes, what's the difference between you and ants? How about I destroy this Iron Fist Sect and then give you some gold." Chen Fan sneered and waved his hand.
More than a dozen gold bricks were immediately thrown to the ground by Chen Fan.
"Storage magic weapon!" Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Even their leader only has one such thing.
"How about it? Is this gold enough to buy your lives?" Chen Fan asked coldly.
The old man's face looked very ugly. He did not expect that Chen Fan would humiliate them with gold.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they are equivalent to beings like gods, but Chen Fan wants to compare them with those ants.
"Since you don't speak, does that mean you are acquiescing?" Chen Fan asked.
Immediately, he walked towards the old man and others.
The old man and others saw a blur in front of their eyes, and in an instant, Chen Fan's figure appeared in front of them.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that Chen Fan could be so fast!
"Bang!"
Chen Fan hit the old man on the chest with a palm.
"Ouch!" A scream came out.
The old man flew out instantly, and the middle-aged man who was supporting the old man also flew out.
There were so many of them that they couldn't even catch Chen Fan's palm.
Chen Fan looked a little surprised when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that his strength would become so powerful!
The old man died immediately, and the others were also seriously injured and could not stand up at all.
"Where does this kid come from? How dare you act so arrogantly in my Iron Fist Gate!" Suddenly, a roar sounded.
I saw the figure of another old man stepping directly into the void, staring at Chen Fan eagerly.
Chen Fan frowned slightly when he saw that the other party could actually stand in the void. He didn't expect that other than his junior sister, anyone else could have such strength.
The old man standing in the void is the leader of the Iron Fist Sect.
Looking towards the square of the Iron Fist Gate, a group of figures fell down. Even the great elder of his sect had fallen. The old man's eyes showed endless murderous intent.
"Boy, I will kill you today!" As he said that, the old man rushed towards Chen Fan.
With one punch, a blast of punch hit Chen Fan directly.
Chen Fan waved his palm, and a burst of energy instantly greeted him.
"Bang!"
Chen Fan felt a push, causing his figure to take two steps back.
He looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that the leader of the Iron Fist Sect really had a lot of talent.
Immediately, the old man rushed towards Chen Fan again.
Every punch was aimed at Chen Fan's important position.
However, Chen Fan's speed was not that fast at all. When Chen Fan's figure moved, the old man couldn't see clearly where Chen Fan was, and his punches were all in vain.
The old man's eyes became serious.
Finally, his eyes fell on Zhong Lichun who was standing aside without making any move.
As soon as the figure turned around, the old man stretched out his hand to grab Zhong Lichun. He also wanted Chen Fan to experience the feeling of losing someone close to him!
When Chen Fan saw this scene, he smiled helplessly.