Not only the King of Fighters and others, but also the God of War Ye Qingtian also felt very sorry in their hearts.

Although, he and this young man named Chu Tianfan had never met.

However, his fall caused Ye Qingtian to feel a stabbing pain in his heart.

After all, for Chinese martial arts, Chu Tianfan's death is undoubtedly a huge loss.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes."

"Success or failure turns into nothing."

"The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times."

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"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze."

"A pot of turbid wine brings happiness to each other."

"So many things in ancient and modern times are all made fun of and talked about~"

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On the top of Yanshan Mountain, there is a fierce wind.

A table, a case, a person and a drink are displayed here.

Ye Qingtian was dressed in white, but he sat on the ground, sighing to the sky, drinking to drown his sorrows.

"Hey~"

"It seems that Chu Tianfan's death really made the God of War sad."

Not far away, looking at the man in white who was drinking to drown his sorrows, the Sword Master and others sighed longly.

However, after so many years, they have seen many similar things.

Time will eventually erase everything.

Before long, the name Chu Tianfan would be like the ice and snow on the mountain top, dissipated in the long river of time.

At that time, China will also have new talented young people appear.

Some people die, some people are born, and the rest continue to live.

The wheel of history is like this, constantly turning.

Yes, for people like Sword Master, no matter how dazzling Ye Fan is, he is just a dazzling wave among the hundreds of millions of people in China.

If this cluster is gone, there will be another cluster.

At most, they could only lament the death of Ye Fan.

However, for others, Ye Fan is everything to them.

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The day after the Japanese military admitted that they had killed Chu Tianfan, Chu Zhenghong, furious, led his thirteen masters and went straight into Japan.

In just one night, more than thousands of people in a Japanese military base were slaughtered to death.

Moreover, Chu Zhenghong also said that he would bring peace to Japan.

Let everyone be buried with Chu Tianfan!

This incident caused a sensation in all walks of life in Japan.

When Sato learned about this, he was so frightened that he rolled off the bed.

"You...what did you say?"

"A large number of martial arts experts have entered Japan to avenge Chu Tianfan?"

It was early in the morning, and Sato was still asleep when he was woken up by his subordinates.

His old face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear as he asked his subordinates in front.

"Yes, Commander."

"Just last night, more than a thousand people at a military base in Japan were massacred."

"It is estimated that soon... they will come to us~"

This subordinate was also a little panicked tomorrow and was trembling when he spoke.

Even he was like this, let alone Sato, who was the commander of the attack on Chu Tianfan?

"More than a thousand people, all...all dead?"

"A base was... destroyed?"

Sato had already peed, and he was almost scared to death.

Although he is not a martial artist, he knows a lot about martial arts experts.

He knew very well that even if he had an army of hundreds of thousands, in a close combat, killing him would be like killing a dog.

In panic, Sato immediately picked up the phone and called Chu Zhengliang.

"Chu Zhengliang, you bastard, did you lie to me?"

"What did you tell me before taking action?"

"You said that Chu Tianfan is a lonely man. After killing him, there will definitely be no strong person to avenge him."
Chapter completed!