Silence!

Deadly silence.

Who would have thought that after the two big titles and strong men came forward, Ye Fan still chopped a master's arm with a sharp momentum.

Ye Fan's domineering and majesty undoubtedly deterred everyone.

"This .. Ye Fan, I'm afraid it's a lunatic."

"Even the face of the titled strong, all ... don't give it?"

Among the crowd, an uproar.

Especially those martial arts who came to watch in the field were even more shocking.

In their eyes, Tang Hao and the King of Fighters are all god -like existences.

In the case of the strong pillar, Ninbin is the imperial decree. Who dare not follow?

But who can think of Ye Fan so ruthless?

Regardless of the title, the title is not the title, and the arms of Ke Ye's arm were cut off in front of them.

This is undoubtedly equivalent to the face of the King of Fighters in public.

However, shock and shock. In fact, if you think about it carefully, what Ye Fan does is reasonable.

After all, there is a saying in the martial arts world.

This Ye Fan was named Wushuang title, which is the pillar of the country.

The words and deeds of their words and deeds were not paid to Ye Fan.

Even what he did was a great offense to Ye Fan.

In the martial arts world, such an adventure is a master of title, which is almost the end of death.

Ye Fan is now just taking one arm. To a certain extent, it is indeed kind.

However, the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng Which of them.

After seeing Ye Fan's disregard of their obstruction and still forcibly doing the unequal to the words, the King of Fighters was undoubtedly furious: "You are so vertical!"

"What a big bold?"

"Dare to wait for me to wait?"

"Today, Mo Gucheng will capture you and send you to Yanshan for punishment!"

Mo Gucheng's green tendons rose, and in Dantian, the torrential energy surged crazy.

Seeing it, you have to move with Ye Fan.

But it was stopped by Tang Hao.

"King of Fighters, calm down."

"Don't forget, the God of War to you and me before coming."

"If it is not just a reason, we must not turn our face with Ye Fan."

"If the God of War and Sword Saint, can you forget it?" Tang Hao persuaded.

"He is cruel to killing, slaughter me, and this reason is not enough?" Mo Gucheng asked sharply.

Tang Hao shook his head: "The master must not be humiliated, and the title of the master is even more insulted. They are inconsistently offending Ye Fan first. Today, Ye Fan killed them. To be honest, in addition to the moral condemnation, we can’t say anything else.

What come. ""

When a person's status is at a very high level, dignity and glory are often more important than life.

This is the master of the title!

Because they have the high power, their dignity is even more sacred and inviolable.

The offender, death!

That's why, Tang Hao said, Ye Fan couldn't help the words.

After soothing the King of Fighters, Tang Haosheng was afraid that Ye Fan was continuing to chase and murdered unequal people.

"If you don't want to die, hurry up and roll over, kneel and thank Wushuang's title without killing!"

"I don't know what to live and die, the title of the title, and then dare to humiliate?"

Tang Hao is also so angry.

I thought that this group of old guys had a good job in the country, and they should be more cautious to do things.

But who would have thought that they would make such a low -level mistake.

Dare to disrespect to the title?

Remember his wife?

Isn't this a life -long life?

The ending today is indeed a blame!

However, where does Tang Hao know? It is because they are not as high as that they are high, and their virtues are high.

Ye Fan is even more unconvinced.

Just like Ke Zhe, he does not admit that Ye Fan is a kid with a bad smell, which is worthy of the name of the title.

But now, their thoughts are undoubtedly disappeared by Ye Fan.

It is estimated that after today, they can see Ye Fan, for fear of avoiding it away from the distance.

Under Tang Hao's scolding, no matter how painful they were, they took a few steps forward, and then they really kneeling down at Ye Fan.

"Thank you ... thank you ... Master Wushuang, don't kill the gratitude!"

...

Others are better, but they are fractures, and there is hope for healing in the future. But Ke Ye is full of blood, and the pain of broken arms has almost made him faint.

But in order to survive, he clenched his teeth, covering his arms, climbing up, kneeling on the ground, saying one word and a meal: "Thank you ...

...

When saying these words, some people are afraid, some people are full of resentment, and some people are dripping blood, and they feel that their faces are lost.

But what can that be?

Even if they are unwilling and reluctant in their hearts, they can only kneel and thank you in the face of absolute power.

This is the magic of power.

Broken your arm and hurt you, but you dare not even hate, and you have to kneel on the grace of thanks.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiu Mucheng was slightly stunned.

She suddenly understood, why she said that she and Ye Fan had never entered his world although she and Ye Fan.

Today, letting Qiu Mucheng really understand that the world where Ye Fan is located is so cruel.

But Qiu Mucheng didn't think Ye Fan was terrible, he would only blame himself.

He must step into that cruel and dangerous world for himself for this home.

"You should be fortunate."

"You are the Master of the summer."

"Otherwise, Mo said that Haotian begged for love, that is, the God of War he came to plead for you, and Ye Fan also took a look!"

"Roll."

"In the future, you will not enter Jiangdong half a step."

"Otherwise, the next time you break, it is not the arm, but the head on the item of Er!"

The discourse is fragile, with the murderous killing and chill.

Speaking of unequal people, his body trembled unconsciously.

In the end, when he heard Ye Fan let them leave, he was unequal to several masters, and he ran away like a pardon.

Perhaps it was too weak, or maybe too hard, Ke Yan didn't take a few steps, and fell to the ground, but quickly got up again, and escaped quickly.

After "sending" them, Ye Fan also turned around and walked to Qiu Mu Orange.

This silly girl, obviously there was a cover behind, but still standing in the rain, looking up at her teenager.

Tears mixed with rain and slipped on her forehead.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and gently kneaded her tilled nose.

"Stupid girl, it's okay."

"The bad guy has been beaten away by your husband."

Ye Fan smiled softly, and the gentle smile was just in June. In this cold leaf, it gives people warm.
To be continued...