A magnificent majesty swept across the entire world like a surging river.

"Mars!"

"You saw it too?"

"It's this kid who is ungrateful."

"Since that's the case, why should we bear it?"

"Cut him directly on the spot!"

The King of Fighters shouted softly, and he had been tolerating himself for a long time and rushed out again.

The Sword Saint also shook his head and said, "God of War, such a person is not worthy of your protection."

"I don't need the protection of this kind of person in Yanxia martial arts."

"We have done our best and righteousness, but he doesn't know how to cherish it."

The Sword Saint said slowly, and then, a long sword flew from the Temple of Martial God behind him and came to the Sword Saint's men.

The sharp blade reflects the cold and cold light.

Seeing that, the Sword Saint was also ready to take action himself to eliminate the disaster for Yanxia.

Ye Qingtian was silent for a long time. He looked at Ye Fan for the last time, and then nodded: "If he does it, then you can do it."

After saying that, Ye Qingtian turned his head and didn't want to look at it again.

Whoosh ~

It was at this time that Ye Fan's power had gathered together, and a giant palm was about to fall to the King of Fighters and others in front of him.

However, at this moment, under Yanshan Mountain, a black off-road vehicle rushed up like crazy.

Then, the car door opened and a woman with a panic on her face rushed down with unparalleled worries.
Chapter completed!