"Your Excellency, you won today's battle."

"You can take away my Japanese artifact, and we will not stop you anymore. For the previous killings, we, Japan, will forget about it."

"You go."

"I just hope that from now on, Your Excellency, you will not enter Japan again."

"We don't welcome you."

A low voice sounded quietly.

Those cold words were still filled with hatred for Mark.

Doesn't he want to kill Ye Fan?

Of course not!

But what can he do if he hates Mark again?

Even Xue Zhao was defeated, and Japan's last barrier was knocked down by him.

Today's Japan is like a deserted country to Ye Fan.

The only thing Wang Yuehe hopes now is that this person leaves Japan as soon as possible.

As long as he is around, Japan will never be able to live in peace for a day.

However, upon hearing Wang Yuehe's words, Ye Fan immediately smiled.

It was like hearing the funniest joke in the world.

"Let me go?"

"Wangyuehe, don't you think you are too naive?"

"Before, you kept saying that you wanted to take my life."

"Now that I have won, you leave nothing behind and just want to send me away with just a few words?"

"Are you stupid yourself, or do you think I, Chu Tianfan, am stupid?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly, and his serious words caused a cold wind to blow across the world.

Wang Yuehe's face was gloomy and he replied in a condensed voice: "What else do you want?"

"What do you think?" Ye Fan asked back.

"Martial arts engages in battle, determines victory or defeat, and determines life and death."

"The winner lives, the loser dies!"

"What I want is of course her life."

What?

Ye Fan's words shocked everyone present.

He is going to kill the God of Snow and Light.

How is this possible?

"Chu Tianfan, don't bully others too much!"

"We have given you the eight-foot beautiful magatama. We, the Japanese martial arts, have decided to let go of Ming Zun's death."

"You kidnapped our Sun God, the Moon God, and we will no longer hold you accountable."

"Our country, Japan, has given you so many favors, aren't you satisfied yet?"

"Could it be that we have to kill them all?"

Wangyuehe's old face was ashen and he roared sternly.

However, when Ye Fan heard these words, he only felt ironic.

The eight-foot beautiful magatama was obviously obtained by himself, but in his words, it turned out to be a favor from Japan.

As for the so-called forgetfulness, it is even more nonsense.

"What a favor from Japan, Wangyuehe, do you think your Japanese martial arts are still qualified to say this in front of us?"

"You don't have to waste your breath."

"I, Chu Tianfan, have my own rules for how I act throughout my life."

"Anyone who insults me will be killed!"

"Anyone who wants to kill me must be killed!"

Boom~

The moment the words fell, Ye Fan's eyebrows suddenly turned cold.

Then, everyone saw Ye Fan making a fist with one hand and falling from the sky.

Thin figure, flying down.

The surging power angrily hit Xue Zhao, who was already dying.

When Wang Yuehe and others saw this, they were immediately horrified.

A pair of old eyes suddenly became as big as copper bells.

Their faces were frightened, and they roared with dignity.

"Asshole, stop!"

.....

"Junior, how dare you?"

Toyotomi Kawakichi and others never thought that this Mark would be so cruel.

They really didn't leave any room for chance, and actually wanted to kill them, the Japanese god of snow.

In shock, countless strong men rushed over to rescue him.

But, what's the use?

Even Xuezhao was defeated. They are just moths chasing the flame after all.

Looking at the approaching Iron Fist, Wang Yuehe and other Japanese martial artists' eyes turned red.

My heart is undoubtedly bleeding.
Chapter completed!