Ye Fan, opposite her, had his face lowered, and the ends of his forehead covered his face, making people unable to see any of his emotions.

There was only a little bit of bright red dripping down the corner of my mouth.

Behind him, the moonlight like water fell faintly, shining on him, but it was a haze all over the ground.

At this time, Ye Fan was like an abandoned son in the world.

Standing silently, the tall figure in the past was now only lonely.

It's like a hero is old and gives people endless sadness.

On the corridor, Suzumiya Eiyue looked at the lonely figure ahead from a distance.

She could hardly imagine how proud and majestic her master was once.

Now, it's over.

No one knew how heartache was in Suzumiya Eiyue’s heart at this time?

Especially when he saw Ye Fan vomiting blood, Eiyue Suzumiya felt that her heart was about to be broken.

"Master, are you really defeated?"

All along, in Suzumiya Eiyue's heart, her master has always been an invincible existence.

In the battle of Dongchang Lake, the master became famous in one battle, causing a sensation in Chinese martial arts.

In front of the Sword God Palace, the master swept across the heroes and stepped on the entire Sword God Palace at his feet.

On the top of Mount Fuji, the master killed all directions, as if he had entered a state of no one.

There are so many masters in the Three God Pavilion and so many powerful Japanese martial arts, but they are unable to stop the master at all.

But, is this a shiny boy who has come to an end now?

“No~”

"Yue'er will never believe it, the master just lost."

"My master is undefeated~"

On the corridor, Suzumiya Eiyue's pretty face was filled with tears.

She gritted her teeth, tiptoed, and shouted stubbornly outside the window.

It seems that I have used all my life's strength!

The words were filled with attachment and respect for Ye Fan.

The gentle voice was like the echo of nature, flowing by the heaven and earth.

In an instant, a wind suddenly blew around.

The cold wind blows up endless fallen leaves.

All the ears were filled with the rustling of leaves.

Between the nine heavens, on the banks of the galaxy, the snow shone down at the boy in front of him, and a cold voice rang out.

"Chu Tianfan, it's over."

"To be honest, your strength surprised me."

"I admit that you are indeed a genius that is difficult to produce in a century."

"I admire you very much."

"I will give you a chance to survive now. As long as you give up your Chinese nationality, become a Japanese citizen, and become a disciple of me, I can not only let you down the blame for what you did before."

"In the future, I will work hard to cultivate you and wish you a top spot!"

"Why, can you agree to these conditions?"

A cold sound rang out slowly.

There is a kind of majesty in the words.

Ye Fan smiled immediately after hearing this.

"Naturalization in Japan?"

"Respecting you as your teacher?"

“Haha~”

“Hahaha~”

"Xuezhao, Xuezhao, do you really think that I, Chu Tianfan, are really defeated?"

Ye Fan smiled freely, and it seemed as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

He raised his head, and there were even some bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were filled with ridicule.

"Um?"

"Isn't it?"

"Your dragon god body has been broken, and the Qinglian sword intent is even worse than mine."

"Now you are afraid you are already exhausted. What are you fighting with me?"

"I advise you not toast or not to eat or drink."

"Otherwise, I'll let you corpse here now!"
Chapter completed!