Wangyue River was undoubtedly madly angry.

He thought that he was the Japanese sword god no matter how he said it, but now he was injured. People like Toyotomi Kawayoshi have to protect themselves no matter how much they say it.

But unexpectedly, when it came to a crisis, these people ran faster than the other.

Fortunately, the sword light just now fell on the open space in front of him, otherwise, even if he had not died, he would have to be killed half of his life.

"Sword God, we can't blame us~"

"It's all the tricks of that guy."

"If it weren't for him, the sword energy of Xue Zhaotian God would not have fallen to us~"

"That bastard from China, he will die!"

In the crowd, someone turned the blame on Ye Fan. In the crowd, he cursed at Ye Fan wildly.

At this time, Xuezhao slashed at Ye Fan with another sword.

Ye Fan repeated the same trick, and with this turn and one move, Xue Zhao's sword energy flew straight down.

Just a thundering sound~

The man who cursed Ye Fan just now was directly hit by this sword energy.

Blood gushed, and it was cut off with one knife!

The scarlet blood curtain splattered everyone's faces.

“This ~”

"this..."

Everyone under the tree in the sky was shocked.

In the battle of life and death, can you still be able to separate your mind and deal with others?

Ye Fan is a bit too powerful, right?

For a moment, countless people looked pale, and the most popular Suzuki Yoshi who had scolded Ye Fan before was even scared to death.

He didn't dare to say a word.

He stood there, his whole body swaying.

This Ye Fan is so cruel!

Is it vengeful to revenge?

He just scolded him a few words, but then he used a knife to kill someone and directly chopped him up.

Zen Iwai next to him looked at the scene, but sneered.

"The disaster comes from the mouth, and the blame comes from one's own fault."

"The master is like a dragon, how can you be humiliated?"

Zen Iwai said coldly, without any mercy in his words.

After all, an iron rule in the martial arts world is that the master cannot be humiliated!

These people who slander Ye Fan and end up dying are not worthy of sympathy.

For a moment, the world here was undoubtedly much quieter.

Before the battle ended, no one dared to say a word about Ye Fan.

Everyone's heart was tense, looking up at the life-and-death showdown at the top of the Sun Kingdom.

Qian Chijing even prayed in her heart that Ye Fan must win and not be hurt.

However, just as everyone was paying attention to the peak duel under the starry sky, they didn't see that the delicate and beautiful girl on the corridor of Tianwang was getting paler.

At the center of my eyebrows, the moon mark flashed with a faint blue light.

However, even so, Suzumiya Eiyue still gritted her teeth and persevered.

She leaned against the huge glass screen and tried hard to keep herself awake.

She didn't want to leave this world just like that. She wanted to see the battle ended, see the glory of her master, shining the world.

She just wanted to see her master's dazzling appearance again at the last moment before her death.

However, will she wait?

———

———

Under the river of heaven, between the sea of ​​clouds.

Ye Fan and Xuezhao were still fighting fiercely.

Xuezhao's sword technique became more and more fierce, and the sword drank blood and caused fatal moves.

The Qinglian sword intent is worthy of being sharp and fierce. Even Ye Fan has the dragon divine body, but he still dares not resist the power of Xuezhao's sword.

Instead, I chose to play with softness and hardness.
Chapter completed!