They really hate it!

Originally, it was the one who represented the country to attend the wedding of Burning Tian.

After drinking, I gave the gift and followed the part, and I ate and had a meal and had a private expense, so I went home to find my wife and children to warm up the kang.

But who would have thought that they would end up in a place where they would die without a burial.

It’s all for the damn Burning Heaven!

That bastard, why did you provoke such a ruthless man Chu Tianfan?

And the King of Florida is also a fatherless thing.

If it weren't for that bastard who was crazy about leading the rhythm, how could these people kill Ye Fan?!

Of course, this is not the most annoying one.

What's even more annoying is that after King Florida took them onto the pirate ship, he ran away.

Return to the martial arts leader of the Yin Kingdom and the Palace Master of the Florida Palace?

All fucking shit!

It's not worth the life to cheat someone to death.

The more you think about these people, the more angry they become, and the more they regret it.

But what's the use of regret and anger?

Fen Tian and the others did not put the knife on these people's necks and forced them to deal with Ye Fan.

To put it bluntly, these people are still greedy in their hearts.

Not yet the treasures that are greedy for Ye Fan.

Now that they have ended today, they can only say that they have brought it to their own fault!

boom!

Ye Fan slapped his angrily palm.

The power of thunder was swept down hard at the bottom with thousands of powers.

The earth cracks and the gravels collapse.

Under Ye Fan's palm, even the air was almost smashed into nothingness.

What's more, what about the so-called powerful masters?

Yue Yao and others in the distance saw the last group of martial arts powerhouses also turned into meat paste under Ye Fan.

The bright red blood washed over.

The entire Vias family manor has been completely dyed blood red!

Huh ~

The world became quiet immediately.

The last of the people returned to the Nine Heavens without even having time to scream.

The original hustle and bustle dispersed immediately.

A few minutes ago, there were still people.

But now, only Ye Fan is left standing indifferently.

He carried a sword and stood between the sky and the river.

He had no expression on his face and his eyebrows were powerful.

The beautiful faces in the past are now invisible.

It's cold, like ice for thousands of years!

A indifferent gaze scans the earth around.

Until Ye Fan's gaze fell on the remaining figure.

There was blood flowing beside me, and there was flesh and blood under me.

It was in this purgatory environment that Ke Zhe knelt down and then fell.

He was trembling all over and kept posing.

Tears mixed with snot, and they were flowing out without any money.

"Mr. Chu, please spare me..."

"I am Ke Zhe, my master of Yanxia..."

“We’ve met.”

"We are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and we are compatriots in the same country."

"I was just confused for a moment, and I was bewitched by the bewitching of Burning Heaven and fooled by the group of bastards in the seal of the Yin Kingdom."

"I beg Lord Chu, for the sake of ours, for the sake of our fellow countrymen, for the sake of our descendants of Yan and Huang, for the sake of the Sword Saint and the God of War, and for the sake of the Temple of War, let's just live my life..."

"Please!"

"I promise that I will never be enemies with you again."

"I really never dared..."

"You just treat me as a fart."

Ke Zhe knelt on the ground and kept begging.

The only arm supports the body and keeps kowtowing.

His forehead hit the ground, making a bang sound.

In the end, Ke Zhe burst into bleeding.

Just to ask Ye Fan to spare his life.

Listening to his begging for mercy, Ye Fan immediately smiled.

"For the sake of the Sword Saint?"

"For the sake of the Temple of War?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter, and his smile was full of irony and sarcasm.

Ye Fan naturally no longer remembers the name Ke Zhe.

In the eyes of others, the master of martial arts may be a great man like heaven.

But in Ye Fan's eyes, the so-called martial arts master is just an ant.

His limited memory will naturally not be wasted on remembering such a small person.

Of course, it was fortunate that Ye Fan had forgotten him.

Otherwise, Ye Fan would probably have to slap him to death!

You know, Ke Zhe was ordered by the Temple of the Martial God to go to Jiangdong to arrest Ye Fan.

Later, when Ye Fan was not found, he was about to kidnap Qiu Mucheng and force Ye Fan to appear.

Finally, Ye Fan arrived and cut off the arms of several masters of Yanxia to let them remember the lessons.

But obviously, Ye Fan's benevolence at the time did not teach Ke Zhe any lessons, but instead deepened his resentment towards Ye Fan.

Therefore, this time Ke Zhe directly joined the camps of the countries and worked with the others to siege Ye Fan.

I originally thought that I could share some treasures and avenge my broken arm.

But who would have thought that Ye Fan was too strong!

So powerful that one person kills hundreds of people!

In despair, Ke Zhe had to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging Ye Fan for the sake of being a Yanxia warrior, the sword saint and the temple, to spare his life.

However, after Ren Kezhe had done all the calculations, he still miscalculated a little.

That is, whether it is the Sword Saint or the Martial God Temple, there is no face at all on Ye Fan's side.

On the contrary, Ye Fan became even more angry!

"Let me give them face?"

"Did they give me face when the Sword Saint led the Temple of the Martial Gods to surround me outside the country?"

"They regard me as a demon, and want to get rid of me and get out of here. Now you let me spare you for their sake?"

"What's the truth?"

Ye Fan laughed coldly.

In the words, the murderous intent raged.
To be continued...