The women in green were sweating profusely, their limbs were numb, and they didn't even have the courage to stand.

All the arrogant things just now turned into fear and fear.

"The adoptive father is just a lot of things."

Ye Fan slowly stood up, carrying his hands on his back, feeling helpless: "Tell Wu Meng that I was granted the title."

Yuan Qingyi was overjoyed: "I understand, I will tell you about Nine Thousand Years."

"Don't act anymore, it's not meaningful at all..." "Do you think we'll be afraid of letting you go if we find a script to act..." "I'll cheat you with my identity as a Martial Arts Alliance, and I'll be more guilty..." Wu Fu and the others gritted their teeth and comforted themselves and laughed, but they couldn't continue halfway.

"Pu" with a loud bang, they could not impose calmness and knelt down uncontrollably.

Wu Fu and the others knew that they would be in trouble this time, and they would be in trouble, Wu Jiuzhou would be in trouble, and Jincheng Martial Arts Alliance would be in trouble.

"Envoy Ye, I'm sorry, sorry, this is a misunderstanding..." "No, we are deceived, so please Envoy Ye, please give us a chance."

Wu Fu and the woman in green kowtowed to Ye Fan with bloodless faces begging for mercy.

The sword in Wu Fu's hand also fell to the ground with a sound.

Exciting people's hearts.

"The Imperial Imperial Order of the Martial Alliance..." Ye Fan ignored what Wu Fu said, and just reached out to grab the red scroll: "Wu Jiuzhou likes to issue orders so much, I will satisfy him once."

"Crash--" Ye Fan turned the red axis.

The red scroll was spread out, revealing a large piece of black words, saying that Ye Fan was bound to tie his hands up.

Ye Fan did not check it, but just took the sword and waved it down.

"Ah—" Wu Fu screamed, her left arm broke, and a stream of blood burst out.

Ye Fan turned his sword and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced.

A big bloody word soon appeared on the red scroll: "Die!"
Chapter completed!