Before Dongfu, Ye Fan's majesty was like a thunder, sweeping the world.

The storms brought up, rolled up the wind and sand.

A war, it has already been touched.

"Crazy ~"

"This kid is crazy."

"Kong Ming, are you in the cold summer, are you rich in lunatic?"

"He is an unknown teenager, dare to be here to provoke the title master?"

... ...

"Oh My God!"

"I dare not think about it ~"

Ye Fan's words were scared to scare everyone's scalp.

You know, in the eyes of everyone, the masters of the title are almost comparable to the gods.

Every one is the patron saint of the shelter.

It is a symbol of martial arts in a country, and it is a faith that countless warriors pursue and admire.

This kind of strong person was sacred and unbalanced at the time.

But now, a teenager who is only twenty years old has made it public.

This is like a mortal, to provoke the gods.

Isn't this looking for death?

"Madman, this is a lunatic."

"Kong Lao, let's run quickly."

"Otherwise, we are afraid of being killed by this idiot!"

After the people trembled, Lu Hua had been scared.

They and Ye Fan did not know it a day or two.

They know that Ye Fan is arrogant and arrogant.

However, they didn't know that Ye Fan was so arrogant that he was so arrogant that he also called the title of the title of the title.

The title was angry, the corpse was millions, and the bleeding thousands of miles, no more words.

Of course, Ye Fan died, and Lu Huaba couldn't die.

However, he was afraid of the burning of the sky and involved them.

After all, Ye Fan is a hot summer.

It is not allowed to burn the sky this time, and the same as thirty years ago, he killed the summer martial arts.

Lu Hua, they are not scared.

"Um."

"You are right, the development of things now has beyond the category we can control."

"For the sake of insurance, let's withdraw first."

"Yan Xi, go ~"

Kong Ming and others did not care about Ye Fan's final ending, and turned to run away.

Actually, there is no need to watch.

I caught the master of the title, Ye Fan did not have any possibility of surviving.

However, on the way to retreat, Kong Ming began to use satellite telephones to contact the Temple of the In summer.

In this dense forest, there may be no communication signal coverage.

However, Kong Ming and others were prepared before they came. Naturally, there are ways to contact the country.

The phone was quickly connected.

"Hey, this is the martial arts temple."

"Excuse me, yes ...."

On the phone, the staff of the martial arts temple came out of anxiety.

"Hey mud!"

"100,000 urgent."

"Hurry up, hurry up to the sword saint, no, give the God of War."

"I want to tell God in person."

"Fast ~"

At the end of the phone, Kong Ming's eyes were red, and he was very anxious, almost hysterical shouting at the man.

However, Kong Ming's idea of ​​talking directly with God and others is undoubtedly unrealistic.

In the end, he still appeared in the Amazon Forest. Ye Fan was in danger and told the staff of the martial arts temple to let him convey to the high -rise of the martial arts temple.

After a few minutes.

The summoned Master Haotian, the King of Fighters, and others arrived at the Temple of Wushen.

"Swordsman, what's wrong, what's going on?"

After entering the hall, the King of Fighters saw Jian Sheng's dignified face, and suddenly asked.

You know, in their position, there are very few things that can make them so dignified.

"Let's talk about the God of War in a while, what about the God of War?"

"Haven't you come yet?"

Jian Sheng looked at it and found that there was no God of War, and immediately asked.

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