"Shouldn't the grievances between you and me be settled?"

A cold voice came from behind.

Hearing this, Xu Lei's delicate body shuddered suddenly, as if she remembered something, then pushed Ye Fan, and urged anxiously, "Brother Xiaofan, you go, leave me alone."

"This man is here to kill you."

"He's going to take your life."

"Hurry up and go~"

Xu Lei was full of worry, and her words were full of anxiety.

Xu Lei has seen the horror and fierceness of Wangyuehe with her own eyes.

Life is in his hands, but nothing.

She was really afraid that her brother Xiaofan would also follow in the footsteps of Qin Fei and Tongshan.

However, Ye Fan just smiled slightly at Xu Lei's words.

"Xiao Lei, it's okay."

"Don't talk about a mere Japanese sword god, even if Xuezhao, the number one powerhouse in Japan, has arrived, I, Chu Tianfan, can still kill him!"

"My sister, Chu Tianfan, no one can touch her."

"Wait here for me."

A soul-stirring sound swept through.

After speaking, Ye Fan turned around immediately.

With endless killing intent and chill, he walked towards the Moon River.

"You are Ye Fan?"

"My two sons were killed by you?"

Wang Yuehe looked over, coldly sizing up the young man in front of him who was a bit too much.

Ye Fan was as cold as ice, expressionless.

"you are wrong."

"I killed not only your two foster sons, but also you!"

Huh~

Sen Ran's words swept across, endless killing intent boiling.

Dispersed, endless snowstorm!

"Are you going to start?"

"I just don't know, can Mr. Chu hold on?"

"I hope Mr. Chu can continue to write miracles." JrNovels.com