Chapter: 4932

The howling storm rolled up the sky full of rubble.

In the wind and sand, facing Gaia's kneeling bow, the figure of the young man in front remained unmoved, still holding the beautiful woman in his arms, walking alone along the rocky ground.

For Ye Fan, in his eyes, the sky, the land, and the sword master and God of War have long since disappeared.

All he saw was the blood-stained girl in his arms.

As for the others, he no longer has the heart to take care of them, and he doesn't need to take care of them.

Naturally, there will be someone who will step over all obstacles for Ye Fan.

After paying homage to Ye Fan, Gaia got up quickly and turned to look at Mo Gucheng and the others ahead.

"Gaia?"

"You are the King of Persia, Gaia?"

After a brief tremor, Mo Gucheng, the King of Fighters, undoubtedly recovered from the shock.


He stared at Gaia with a cold face and asked sharply.

Gaia chuckled lightly: "Haha~"

"It seems that the old man is quite famous in this martial arts world."

"Even the Martial God Hall in Yanxia knows the old man's name."

Speaking of this, Gaia raised his eyebrows, carefully looked at Mo Gucheng in front of him, and then continued: "I see that you look familiar, but you are somewhat similar to the little kid who was known as the son of the King of Fighters."

"If my predictions are correct, you should be Mo Gucheng, one of the six pillar kingdoms of the Yanxia Martial God Palace, and the third-ranked King of Fighters."

Gaia's tone was very calm, even though there were four powerful titles standing in front of her, Gaia didn't show any sign of fear.

After all, the Lord of the Dragon God is right behind him.

With the Dragon Lord here, not to mention the four in front of him, Gaia has nothing to fear even if the six titles of the Valkyrie Hall are all out.

"So, my son Wu Ya's injury is thanks to you!"

Hearing Gaia's words, Mo Gucheng's eyes turned red at that time, the fire of ignorance karma was burning in his heart, and his palms were crackling.

A pair of eyes fixed on the Persian King Gaia in front of him.

If eyes can kill, it is estimated that Gaia has already been torn into pieces by Mo Gucheng.

"Oh, Wuya?"

"You mean that bastard."

"I didn't want to meet him."

"But he doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, he pushes his feet."

"If my temper is followed, he will have to be slaughtered in the cold country, and then thrown into the river to feed the fish."

"However, I was so compassionate at the time, I just broke your son's leg, but in the end I spared his life."

"You don't need to say much to thank you. If you really want to thank you, just treat me to a drink." JrNovels.com