The first person who relied heavily on the old guru in Yanxia was spread out on the ground.

With an extremely terrified voice and an extremely humble tone, he begged Ye Fan bitterly: "Master Wu...Master Wushuang, please...please stop the war."

"I...we, convicted."

"Please...please stop fighting~"

"No...don't, yes...kill them all..."

"They're all...the important ministers of the country~"

"Just...just treat it as it is, for...for the country~"

Yan Buping's face was full of sadness, his pale face was horrific.

Stretched on the ground, filled with fear and pleading, repeated over and over again.

Today's injustice, the address for Ye Fan is no longer a junior, no longer a scorpion, and he dare not call him by his name directly, but respectfully call him, Master Wushuang.

How arrogant they were before, how humble they are now in front of Ye Fan.

At this time, Ye Fan had already arrived in front of Yan Buping.

He was condescending, with indifferent eyes, as if looking down on an ant, looking down at the embarrassing old master at his feet.

"Important minister of the country?"

"For the country?"

"Hahaha~"

"Good one for the country."

The injustice made Ye Fan amused immediately.

He laughed, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"It's really high-sounding."

"However, I think you are false for the country, but true for your own life."

"Death is imminent, and I am still here to gain fame."

"There are hypocritical and pedantic people like you who are the important ministers of the country. It is no wonder that Yanxia Martial Arts has not made any progress in fifty years!"

"If you don't get rid of the moth, how can my Yanxia martial arts be revived? Why is my Yanxia nation great?"

Ye Fan's angry words were like a clang of gold and stone falling to the ground.

In just a few words, the old man blushed when he scolded the injustice, bowed his head in fear and dared not speak.

As Ye Fan said, what he said just now is false for the country and the people, but true for his own life.

After all, he didn't want to die yet.

There are still beautiful wives in the family, and there are sons and daughters under the knees. There are countless filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, and family happiness is to be enjoyed.

He really didn't live enough, he didn't want to die so early. JrNovels.com