“No~”

"You can't kill me!"

"I am the title master, I am Yanxia Zhuguo~"

"You junior, how dare you kill me?"

Looking at the long sword coming from the sky and feeling the bone-thrusting murderous intent from Ye Fan, Lu Songliang finally began to panic.

He stared at the tiger's eyes wide and shouted in a mad manner.

Not only him, but also others on the island in the middle of the lake, were shocked.

Especially He Chen, the special envoy of the Temple of War, shouted sternly: "Ye Fan, stop!"

"Junior, how dare you?"

Many people were shouting in the crowd.

Lu Songliang is highly respected in the martial arts world and is deeply loved by the people.

Now that Ye Fan was trying to kill Lu Songliang, everyone present could not help but dissuade him.

However, how could they stop the killing of Wushuang’s title?

The next moment, I heard a thrill.

A cold light flashed by immediately.

In Lu Songliang's shocked pupils, the sharp long sword instantly pierced through Lu Songliang's head like a knife cutting tofu.

After performing the taboo technique, Lu Songliang was already at the end of his strength.

Facing Ye Fan's attack, it is naturally vulnerable.

The bright red blood gushed like blood.

Finally, the long sword wrapped around Lu Songliang's body and nailed him hard to the stone pillar on the island.

The hot blood dyed the banners on the stone pillar red.

On the banner, there were four words written on the title ceremony.

But when I look at it again, the four words "Flying Dragon and Phoenix" are so ironic.

Dead silence.

Deadly silence!

Everyone here was trembling silently.

Everyone stared at the scene in disbelief.

Who would have thought that Lu Songliang, who had just overwhelmed the world, would die like this?

I guess Lu Songliang himself did not expect that the title ceremony that he was sealed and allowed him to reach the top of power and power would become his memorial?

He practiced for a lifetime and was in seclusion for a hundred days. He had just passed the state and left the seclusion shortly after he broke through the state and was killed.

Satire!

Great irony.

If I had known this, I guess Lu Songliang would not have accused Lu Hua of provoking Jiangdong forces if he had been beaten to death.

"this..."

"Master Qingyun, just...just die like this?"

After a long period of silence, there were only a series of gasping sounds in the world and the world.

Everything just happened too quickly.

From Ye Fan's move to strong crushing, to Lu Songliang's instant defeat, and even being penetrated by Ye Fan's sword.

Almost all of this happened between lightning and fire.

You know, a few minutes ago, they were still cheering for Lu Songliang, congratulating him on his top title, and congratulating him on his great achievements in his magical skills.

But in this short time, Lu Songliang, who had just been glorious, had become the dead soul under Ye Fan's sword.

All this happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.

Some people even thought that this was just an illusion, and they were mistaken.

Ye Fan died, and Lu Songliang was the one who laughed the last time.

But, they rubbed their eyes and then rubbed them.

I found that the person nailed to the stone pillar was still the head of the Lu family, Lu Songliang.

It was not until this moment that they realized that Lu Songliang had really fallen.

"this...."

"How is this possible?"

"Why is Ye Fan so strong?"

"He is probably not as old as us, right?"

"God, this is a monster, right?"

Among the crowd, Yang Zijiang, Zhang Xinyu and others felt horrified and said incredible.

Chu Wenfei, who was beside him, felt even more uneasy.
Chapter completed!