Ye Fan is not a saint, he cannot repay evil with kindness.

Sparing Mo Wuya's life was already the greatest kindness of Ye Fan.

"Ah~"

"It hurts~"

....

Mo Wuya knelt on the ground, the severe pain in his body almost made him dizzy, and his shrill howling echoed through the entire Sword God Palace.

"Um?"

"what happened?"

At this time, after hearing the commotion, the two palace masters Mochiyukihe and Nakai Masami also rushed out of the Sword God Palace.

Wang Yuehe and others were undoubtedly shocked when they saw Mo Wuya kneeling in front of Ye Fan with all his limbs broken.

"Beast, you actually crippled him?"

"Son of a bitch, do you know who he is?"

"He is the son of the King of Fighters."

"It can be said that he is the prince of your Chinese martial arts world."

"You really don't know how to live or die, how dare you even touch him?"

Wang Yuehe panicked at that time, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and cursed at Ye Fan.

Of course, the reason why Wang Yuehe was so angry was not because he cared about Mo Wuya.

What he was worried about was the reaction from the Martial God Temple.

Although Mo Wuya was injured by Mark, it still happened in their country.

Their Sword God Palace will inevitably bear responsibility!

At that time, if the King of Fighters is so eager for revenge that he goes crazy and kills their Sword God Palace as well.

If this is not done well, it will trigger a martial arts war between the two countries.

The matter is so important, how can Wangyue River not be in a hurry?

However, facing the wrath of Wangyue River, Ye Fan didn't care.

There was even a cold smile on her pretty face.

"Wangyuehe, you finally showed up!"

"You should know why I came to Japan, right?"

"I won't say more if it's unnecessary."

"Hand over the eight-foot magatama and I will spare your life."

"Otherwise, I, Chu Tianfan, will destroy your Sword God's Palace today!"

Phew~

The cold wind was biting, but Ye Fan's words brought endless killing intent.

Before Wangyue River, it was a disaster to Jiangdong.

Because of him, Tongshan lost an arm.

Because of him, Xu Lei almost died.

It can be said that from the beginning of Jiangdong, Ye Fan has already given Wangyue River a death sentence.

Now when enemies meet, they will naturally be extremely jealous.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was filled with murderous intent.

"Teacher, just listen to the master and hand over the eight-foot magatama?"

"The master keeps his word."

"As long as I get the eight-foot magatama, I will persuade the master to leave."

Seeing Wangyue River, Liang Gong Yingyue also came out and tried to persuade her.

She really didn't want to see Ye Fan and Wang Yuehe come to the point of life and death.

"You bastard, do you know what you're talking about?"

"You actually called him master?"

"You want me to give him Japan's martial art sacred objects?"

"You're a gnawing beast!"

"The face of our Japanese martial arts has been completely ruined by you, a beast~"

"You deserve to die!"

After hearing what Suzumiya Yingyue said, Wang Yuehe was really angry.

He never thought that his disciple of the mighty Sword God would become Ye Fan's slave.

If word of this spreads out, what shame will he and I, Wangyuehe, have to hang around in the future?

However, Ye Fan smiled when he heard Wang Yuehe's words.

"Wangyuehe, thank you for having the nerve to say Yue'er is a beast."

"Without Yue'er's consent, you planted a soul mark in her body, deprived her of the right to live, and made her life end in the Mood for Love."

"For being able to do such unscrupulous things, I think you are worse than animals, right?"
Chapter completed!