In the previous few fights, the King of Fighters stubbornly believed that it was him who underestimated the enemy and Ye Fan's rash attack, which made him suffer repeatedly.

If he fights with real swords and guns, his King of Fighters may not be able to defeat this junior.

So, this time, Mo Gucheng has made up his mind to fight this Ye Fan.

If you don't teach him a profound lesson, he won't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

"The King of Fighters, wait for me a little longer." Ye Qingtian comforted him.

Then, he looked in Ye Fan's direction again, and his deep and powerful voice sounded again: "Ye Fan, you are my Ye Qingtian's chosen one, and you are also the junior I place high hopes on."

"I just want to ask you, what is the relationship between you and Tang Yun, the leader of the Truman Clan?"

"Are you serious, are you a spy sent by Truman to Yanxia?"

"Could it be that I, Ye Qingtian, really lost my sight?"

Under the Milky Way, Ye Qingtian fluttered in white clothes.

Standing there, the whole person is like a mountain, standing on the Jiangdong land.

His brows were gloomy, and his deep eyes reflected thousands of stars.

The majesty like a mountain radiates in all directions.

After all, he is the strongest person in Yanxia. As long as he is there, even Tang Hao and others will only feel an inexplicable sense of security and peace of mind.

This is the supreme god of Yanxia.

The spiritual pillar of the entire Yanxia Martial Arts.

Even if someone can surpass God of War in strength in the future, Ye Qingtian's position in Yanxia Martial Arts still cannot be replaced.

The leader of a country's martial arts is not only related to strength.

"Ye Fan, answer me!"

....

answer me~

....

Ye Qingtian drank the last drink, but the sound was like thunder.

The majestic voice is deafening, sweeping across the Tianhe here, and echoing in this world.

This time, Ye Fan finally stopped being silent.

He turned his back to Ye Qingtian, his back to Yanxia's four titles, and his back to this world, and his low voice sounded quietly: "I, Ye Fan, have nothing to do with Trumen."

"Then get out of the way!"

"This witch slaughtered more than 100,000 people in my Yanxia."

"Sin deserves death~"

"If you don't dare to kill him, then don't get in the way!" Mo Gucheng shouted sharply. JrNovels.com