Ye Fan said in a deep voice, the low and slow voice spread outside the window, and with the breeze, it spread far and far.

After all, he carried too many things on his body.

Doomed not to give, the happiness and stability that Xu Lei wanted.

Ye Fan is very clear that as his sharpness gradually emerges, the road ahead will only become more difficult.

What happened yesterday was just the beginning.

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Jiangdong gradually returned to calm.

However, the battle at Dongchang Lake had only just begun.

Following the onlookers that day, he returned to his place of residence.

The events of that day finally began to ferment in the martial arts world.

In an instant, Ye Fan's defeat of the Japanese sword god Wangyuehe on the top of Dongchang Lake was like a twelfth-level gale, sweeping across the entire Chinese state.

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"What?"

"You said that Wangyuehe was defeated in the battle that day?"

"Crap!"

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"How can this be?"

"Wangyuehe is still famous, and he is also ranked among the top ten top powerhouses in Japan."

"A gangster from Jiangdong, an unknown person who is not well-known, but won?"

"It's just nonsense!"

"If Jiangdong really had such a strong man, he would have been famous in China long ago. How could we not know?"

At first, everyone didn't believe it at all, and expressed doubts one after another.

"I go!"

"Why don't you believe me?"

"I was there at the time, and I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Jiang Dongchu turned the tide. With just one punch, one kick, and one palm, he severely injured the sword god Wangyuehe!"

"In the end, Wangyuehe knew that he was invincible, so he fled. He didn't even care about his apprentice when he ran."

"If you don't believe me, ask Elder Wei."

"Wei Laode is highly respected, so he won't be talking nonsense, right?"

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