"Let me apologize?"

Hearing what Tang Hao said, Ye Fan immediately laughed.

The faint smile was full of sarcasm and self-deprecation.

"What's wrong with me, Ye Fan?"

"On the contrary, you have no eyes and no distinction between right and wrong, and shelter the villain."

"Chinese martial arts are led by you, a group of ignorant people. It is really a great misfortune for my Chinese martial arts!"

"It's the great misfortune of my great China~"

On the top of Yanshan Mountain, Ye Fan's sneer kept echoing.

The majestic sounds and surging words are like thunder dying on the heaven and earth.

Everyone present was scared to death when they heard Ye Fan's words.

Too cruel ~

Ye Fan said this too ruthlessly.

It was undoubtedly pointing at the noses of the Sword Saint, the King of Fighters and others and others, and cursing.

Tang Hao urinated at that time, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

He never expected that he would persuade him to persuade him with kind words. Not only did Ye Fan not restrain himself, but he became even more violent and spoke so violently.

"It's over~"

"This is a complete out of control."

Tang Hao sighed, his old eyes filled with despair and anxiety.

Sure enough, the moment Ye Fan finished speaking, the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng was directly exploded.

"Shut up, how dare you, a country kid, talk nonsense?"

"You...you...you're so brave!"

"How dare you speak rudely to us, Zhuguo?"

"You deserve it too!"

Mo Gucheng's old face turned pale and pointed at Ye Fan's nose and cursed.

I don’t know if it was because of anger or because of insults, the King of Fighters was so angry that he was trembling with anger.

It was the first time they had heard that someone dared to insult and offend them like this.

Moreover, he scolded so hard.

They said they were blind and pedantic, and they also said that they were a great misfortune of Chinese martial arts.

No matter how good the temper is, I guess I can't stand it if I get scolded for this.

What's more, King of Fighters has a bad temper.

I've been feeling angry for a long time.

Now Ye Fan's words undoubtedly completely ignited the fire in the heart of the King of Fighters.

In the midst of anger, the King of Fighters clasped his hand into a fist, and the force around his body surged, and he was about to smash it hard with one punch.

However, at the critical moment, Tang Hao rushed over and hugged King of Fighters Mo Gucheng.

"King of Fighters, calm down!"

"How can the land of Yanshan be contaminated with the blood of our compatriots?"

"If the Chinese Pillar Kingdoms kill each other, it will inevitably make my Chinese Martial God Temple a joke for the whole world~"

"The King of Fighters, those who listen to the Sword Saint must think twice, the overall situation is the most important thing!"

Tang Hao held the King of Fighters and tried hard to persuade him.

"Tang Hao, let him go."

However, just as Tang Hao stopped the King of Fist, the swordsman's words quietly rang out.

"Sword Saint, are you?"

When Tang Hao heard this, he was stunned at the time, and then turned his head to look at the sword saint beside him.

The sword saint at this time was as deep as water.

Under the majestic face, there was a chill.

"My patience in the Temple of War is limited."

"I gave him a chance, but he didn't know how to cherish it."

"Since that's the case, why should I give him a face?"

The Sword Saint shook his head and said slowly.

After saying that, the Sword Saint looked up at the boy ahead again.

"Ye Fan, right?"

"In addition to Chu Tianfan, who fell in the seas of the Sun Kingdom, you should be regarded as the first young man enthroned by my Chinese Martial God Temple."

"Before, I thought about your talent and talent, so I have been tolerant of what you do."
Chapter completed!