Ye Fan is not a saint, so he cannot repay his grudges with kindness.

Leaving Mo Wuya for a lifetime is already Ye Fan's great kindness.

“Ah~”

"It hurts~"

....

Mo Wuya knelt on the ground, the severe pain on his body made him almost dizzy, and the shrill howling spread throughout the Sword God Palace.

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

At this time, after hearing the movement, the two palace masters, Wangyue River and Masami Nakai, rushed out of the Sword God Palace.

Seeing Mo Wuya kneeling in front of Ye Fan with his limbs broken, Wang Yuehe and others were undoubtedly shocked.

"Beast, you actually ruined him?"

"Bastard, do you know who he is?"

"He is the son of the King of Fighters."

"It can be said that it is the prince of your Chinese martial arts world."

"You really don't know how to live or die, even he dares to move?"

Wangyuehe was panicked at that time, with a gray face, and gritted his teeth and cursed at Ye Fan.

Of course, the reason why Wangyuehe is so angry is not because he cares about Mo Wuya.

What he was worried about was the reaction from the Temple of War.

Although Mo Wuya was hurt by Ye Fan, it was still the case that they left Japan.

Their Sword God Palace will inevitably have to take responsibility!

At that time, if the King of Fighters is eager to take revenge, he will even kill them at the Sword God Palace.

If this is not done well, it will trigger a national war between the two countries.

It is of great importance, why is Wangyue River not in a hurry?

However, Ye Fan did not care about the anger of the Moon River.

There was even a cold smile on his pretty face.

"Wangyue River, you finally appeared!"

"You should know why I came to Japan?"

"I won't say much more if I don't want to say anything."

"Super the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, I will spare you."

"Otherwise, today I, Chu Tianfan, will destroy your Sword God Palace!"

Huh ~

The cold wind was cold, but Ye Fan's words brought endless murderous intent.

Before the Moon River, it was a disaster for Jiangdong.

Because of him, Tongshan lost an arm.

Because of him, Xu Lei almost died.

It can be said that since the time of Jiangdong, Ye Fan had already sentenced Wangyue River to death.

Now that the enemy meets, they are naturally very jealous.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was filled with murderous intent.

"Teacher, just listen to your master and hand over the eight-foot Qiong Eight-Yuan Yu?"

"The master said it would promise."

"As long as I get the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, I will persuade my master to leave."

Seeing Wangyue River, Suzumiya Eiyue also walked out and persuaded her bitterly.

She really didn't want to see Ye Fan and Wang Yuehe, who were walking to the death.

"Damn it, do you know what you are talking about?"

"You actually called him master?"

"I'll ask me to give him the Japanese martial arts holy relics?"

"You sting beast!"

"The face of our Japanese martial arts is lost by you, the beast~"

"You should be dead!"

After hearing the words of Suzumiya Eiyue, Wangyue River was really furious.

He never expected that his disciple of the Sword God would become Ye Fan's slave.

If this is spread, what kind of face does he have to worry about Wangyuehe in the future?

However, when Ye Fan heard what Wangyuehe said, he smiled.

"Wangyue River, you still have the face to say that Yue'er is a beast."

"You have planted soul seals in her body without your monthly consent, depriving her of life, and letting her life end in her life."
Chapter completed!