Fortune Chapter 812

After saying this, Ye Han opened the gate to the entrance of the pagoda, and as the gate was slowly opened by Ye Han and moved little by little, the battle in the square outside, also entered the eyes of those imprisoned experts in the Black Prison little by little.

After many years, seeing the star-filled sky outside for the first time, with the moonlight shining on the earth, the light of hope shone in these people’s eyes, but in a whirlwind, a monstrous hostility was released from their bodies.

“Vultures, you have trapped me for more than thirty years, I want you to pay in blood.”

“Slaughter this group of vultures.”

“Kill them.”

A burst of angry shouts rang out from inside the Black Prison in a startling manner, and then, like lightning, these people darted out from inside the Black Prison like a dark cloud enveloping the experts of Shao Muro Mountain in the square.

“Arrange the formation!”

“Luohan Formation!”

“Eighteen Bronze Grand Formation!”

As the experts inside the Black Prison swept out from inside one by one, a strong and terrifying aura enveloping them, the experts of Shaomou Mountain on the square looked as ugly as could be and set up their formations, one by one the monks combined together to form formations that were both very powerful in attack and defence.

Faced with the experts who had escaped from the Black Prison, the experts of Shaomou Mountain did not dare to underestimate them in the slightest, many of them were once renowned experts, and even after being trapped for so many years, their strength had not declined, but had even increased.

The battle, the killing, erupted in this square of Shaomou Mountain, such an amazing battle, this could be called the most terrifying collective battle that Shaomou Mountain had ever faced, after this battle, only afraid that Shaomou Mountain’s powerful foundation would be shaken.

At this time, Ye Han strolled out from inside the pagoda, and as he looked around, the square was filled with swaying figures killing each other, and the sound of a terrifying battle had plunged the thousand-year-old temple of Shaomuro Mountain into complete chaos.

The purpose of his visit to Shaomuro Mountain was accomplished tonight, everything had gone smoothly, the experts inside the Black Prison were released, after being imprisoned for so many years, their inner grudge would turn into a shocking force, and their enemies would have a hard time sleeping and eating because of this.

“Ye Han ……”

Suddenly, a monk ran wildly in front of Ye Han at this moment, the face that should have been a compa*sionate colour was filled with fierce and murderous intent, this person, Ye Han had a slight impression of him, named Sakong, when he went to the Ghost Market, Shaomou Mountain was led by this person.

“Hmph, old vulture, you didn’t expect that your Shaomou Mountain would suffer such a great disaster today, did you?” Ye Han smiled coldly at Shih K’ung.

“Today, old ca*sock will definitely exterminate you, the head of the evil demons, accept your life!”

With a loud shout, Shi Kong performed a severe and fierce palm technique, which was the Vajra Palm of Shaomou Mountain, with an amazing destructive power.

“Old baldy, back then you were able to oppress me, but now, you are not qualified enough.”

Ye Han looked indifferent as he looked at that wildly running over Shi Kong, a heavy force was released from his body, a powerful and matchless force gathered on top of his palm, an extremely fierce punch exploded against Shi Kong’s Vajra Palm.

Boom!

Their fists and palms clashed in the air, and the clash of forces was astonishing, like a thunderclap on a flat ground.

In the next moment, Shi Kong’s body could not stop falling backwards out, a stream of fresh blood spitting out wildly from his mouth, making his face turn pale beyond recognition, back in the Ghost Market, Ye Han was like a mole in front of him, yet now, Ye Han was going to deal with him with ease.

“Luohan Fist!” Shi Kong let out a loud shout and with a fierce face, he continued to attack towards Ye Han, all of this tonight was led by Ye Han, without getting rid of him, where could there be peace and quiet in the Shaomou Mountain in the future.

“Get lost!” Ye Han looked cold as he took a step forward, and with a fist on the ground, he once again blasted out wildly, landing on Shi Kong’s body in an extremely fierce post-attack manner, the power of this fist poured out wildly, causing Shi Kong’s body to fly backwards like a kite with a broken string, without the strength to fight again.

“Old baldy, if I don’t kill you today, I will let you see with your own eyes how the number one sect in the Ancient Martial World is going to fall step by step.” Ye Han glanced at Shi Kong, whose breath was depleted and whose expression was grim, and swept away quickly in the void, since the purpose of coming here had been achieved, Ye Han certainly would not continue to spend any more time here.

“Old man, have you had enough fun, it’s time to go!”

Ye Han’s voice came out incomparably clear in the night sky, and then, he had already disappeared into the night sky of Shaomou Mountain.

“Hahaha, Old Vulture Dao Silence, I will play with you here for today, you and I will fight again sometime.” With a loud laugh, the madman slowly retreated in the void, leaving Dao Silence, one of the Four Great Sage Monks with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, looking at him with a gloomy face.

At the same time, Old Dirt and Jing Yi also began to retreat, and with their strength trying to retreat, the Four Great Sage Monks of Shaomou Mountain simply did not dare to chase them.

Old Master Chen and the others also retreated, and soon, the entire Shaomuro Mountain, those who belonged to Ye Han’s side were cleanly gone, and those experts inside the Black Prison who had been released also left one by one, leaving only some experts who hated Shaomuro Mountain to the core still fighting with them.

As for the Sword Dao expert who had borrowed Ye Han’s Dragon Spring Sword, after Ye Han and the others had left, he had also followed suit.

When the battle at Shaomuro Mountain completely came to an end, on top of the square around the Black Prison, dozens of experts from the Dharma Academy were killed and injured, and the four holy monks’ faces were extremely gloomy, the four of them, were treated as god-like super experts by the ancient martial world, however, under the guard of the four of them, all the experts inside the Black Prison had been released, and they had killed many of his Shaomuro Mountain experts.

“Holy monks!” A monk walked up to the four holy monks.

“Inform all the great sects that the Martial a*sembly will be held in three days, the devils imprisoned inside the Black Prison have all escaped, these people will definitely become an evil force that will plague the Ancient Martial World, and soon the Ancient Martial World will be in chaos, we must make preparations as early as possible.” The white-browed holy monk said with a cold face.

“Yes, holy monk.” The monk responded with a cold face, this man was called Kong Yuan, the presiding officer of the inner courtyard of Shaomou Mountain.

The white-browed saint monk asked in a cold voice; “Kong Yuan, what was the name of that young man who led the group just now? What is his origin?”

“In reply to the holy monk, this son’s name is Ye Han, the son of a madman.”

“So he is Ye Han, good, very good, to scourge the martial world, this son will become a great devil in the future, this blood debt, I Shaomou Mountain will take note of it first.”