Even when he was dying, he was not afraid. What he left for Ye Fan on his old face was still a smile.

However, after saying this, Iwai Zen seemed to want to say something else.

But when he opened his mouth again, blood was pouring out.

But even though he couldn't speak, he was still using his last strength to give Ye Fan a postcard covered in blood in his arms.

Then, he passed away!

That winter, King Longyan fell.

Blood dyed the sea area on the hot summer border red.

Ye Fan looked at the old man in front of him and the bloody postcard in his hand.

His body was trembling.

The palms were clenched.

"Chu Tianfan, do you still have to persevere?"

"You have to kill this boat full of people, so you are willing?"

"Plus Osk before, this should be the third one, who died because of you."

Chu Yuan was condescending, and his willful laughter slowly rang.

That arrogant and arrogant look was like the king of this world who controls everything.

After Ye Fan heard this, his body trembled again: "Are Osk?... dead too..."

No one answered him.

Only the cold wind whimpered.

The waves in the distance are like the bloody mouths opened in the abyss, as if they are devouring the entire world.

"asshole!"

"You bastards..."

"Today, even if we are dying from this force, we will break your teeth!"

The deaths of Iwai Chan and others deeply stimulated Li Er and others.

Long Baichuan's fiancée was still waiting for him, and Iwai Chan dreamed of seeing his granddaughter.

But now, these insignificant wishes are beyond realization.

In the anger of the crowd, the people in the boat no longer cared about life and death or danger, and rushed towards the flames that could burn them to ashes like moths.

"Stop it all!"

However, just as Li Er and others were about to fight to the death, Ye Fan shouted vigorously, as if the stone was shocked and the sky was shattered, exploding the void.

Everyone was stunned.

Li Er was stunned, and Chen Ao's eyes were frightened.

Xu Lei, Qian Chi Jing and others looked at the blood-stained man in front of him in a daze.

"Brother Xiaofan?"

"Lord Dragon?"

"Mr. Chu?"

....

Everyone looked at Ye Fan.

They didn't know what Ye Fan wanted to do.

Confusion and panic fill everyone's hearts.

After more than stopping everyone, Ye Fan suddenly turned around.

The sharp gaze swept across Chu Yuan, Fen Tian and others.

At the moment when he was staring at this gaze, everyone was shuddering, as if he was staring at by a devil.

Even Chu Yuan had a moment of palpitations.

Finally, Ye Fan looked at Chu Yuan and laughed slowly.

"Chu Yuan, do you know that the greatest shame in my life is the blood that is similar to you on my body."

"I don't hate being born in the Chu family, I just hate being your grandson!"

After endless romance, Ye Fan laughed to the sky.

The laughter was as bright as thunder running through the heaven and earth.

The laughter was sad and like a hero's end of his journey.

"Hahaha..."

"Congratulations, you won."

"Since the people in the world let me die, I, Chu Tianfan, have to die."

"I hope you can keep your promises."

"Don't harm my Dragon Temple anymore."

What?

It was not until Ye Fan's words that everyone knew Ye Fan's intentions.

For a moment, Li Er and others were all panicked.

"Mr. Chu, don't!" Li Er rushed over like crazy.

"Brother Xiaofan..." Xu Lei fell to the ground and cried sadly.

"Lord Dragon, don't!"

Behind him, thousands of children were hoarse.

Everyone ran towards Ye Fan with all their might, hoping to stop this man.

But, it's too late.

Between the sky and the river, Ye Fan stomped down with one foot.

Thousands of long swords were shocked immediately.

Then, under Ye Fan's pull, countless sword tips penetrated Ye Fan's chest.

Blood poured out.

The blood-stained sky is like a picture!

That peerless figure that once stunned an era fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!