Boom ~

At that moment, it was like thunder striking.

Lu Hua's legs became weak and he spread his whole body directly on the ground.

His eyes widened, his eyes were full of despair, and he kept crying and begging for mercy.

As for Lu Ziming, it was even more difficult to accept the facts in front of him and fainted on the spot.

The remaining Jiangbei people also rioted and protested after the verdict was announced.

The entire martial arts court suddenly became a mess.

However, just as the hall was clamoring, a majestic and angry voice, like a big bell, instantly suppressed all the sounds here.

"Whoever causes trouble again will be expelled from Yanjing!"

Boom ~

The word of the God of War seemed to be as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

In an instant, the whole audience was silent.

Even if the people in Jiangbei in front of me have any big complaints in their hearts, they dare not say anything else.

After all, who dares to disobey the majesty of the strongest person in China?

Bang ~

With a gunshot, it resounded through the world.

The burning bullets brought out violent waves of air and instantly pierced Lu Hua's head.

The new generation of Chinese leaders, one of the top ten outstanding talents in China, personally enthroned by the Temple of the Martial Gods, and the only descendant of the Lu family in Jiangbei, finally ended his sinful life in this way.

Before his death, Lu Hua was filled with regret.

If life can be repeated, even if he beats him to death, he will definitely not dare to provoke Ye Fan any more.

However, life cannot be repeated after all.

Some mistakes, once they are made, they can only pay for their lives!

In this way, a civil strife in China, which was caused by the Lu family in Jiangbei but pushed to the climax by Ye Fan, ended completely with the fall of Lu Hua.

On the night when Lu Hua was shot, the Temple of the Martial God sent someone to transport Lu Hua's body to Jiangdong.

In front of Yunding Mountain, Ye Fan stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

Behind him were Li Er, Lei Lao San, Wang Jiexi and Qinglong.

And in front of them was Lu Hua, who was icy in the coffin, lying quietly.

"Master Wushuang, we are hereby order from the Temple of War. I will give you an explanation."

"In addition, the two palace masters, God of War and Sword Saint, have something else to tell you!"

At this time, several staff members of the Martial God Temple who were ordered to come were explaining the instructions of the God of War and others to Ye Fan.

"Say." Ye Fan replied in a deep voice without expression.

"The God of War has words, everything is over here."

"Goodbye!" After saying that, none of these people were staying, and immediately drove away and returned to Yanjing, China.

Of course, Lu Hua's body was also taken away together.

According to the request of the Lu family, Lu Hua's body was immediately sent back to Jiangbei and buried in the tomb and cemetery of the Lu clan.

After the people from the Temple of the Martial Gods left, the top of Yunding Mountain was still silent.

Li Er and Lei Lao San were stunned. The heart was fluctuating and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Finally, Li Er spoke out, looked at Ye Fan like a ghost, and asked incrediblely: "Mr. Chu, is this...this is the end?"

"The Temple of War God is really right...Is it bowing to you?"

No one can understand the tremor in Li Er's heart at this moment.

He never dreamed that the Temple of the Martial Gods was really as Ye Fan said. Not only did he not come to pursue Ye Fan's faults, but he also killed Lu Hua and explained to Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan said these words before, Li Er thought it was Ye Fan who bragged.

But now it seems that Mr. Chu is not bragging, but he is really awesome.

"This... Mr. Chu is too... too awesome, right?"

"They all bow their heads when they killed them?"
Chapter completed!