Even if he died, he was not panicked. On the old face, Ye Fan was left to Ye Fan, and it was still a smile.

However, after talking about these, Iwai Chan seemed to want to say something.

But he opened his mouth again, and it was blood.

But even if he couldn't speak, he was still using his last strength to give Ye Fan with a blood postcard in his arms.

Then, resign with the world!

That winter, the King of Longyan fell.

Blood, the seas of the sea on the border of the hot summer.

Ye Fan looked at the old man in front of him, and looked at the postcard full of blood in his hand.

His body is shaking.

The palm of my hand was tightened.

"Chu Tianfan, do you still have to stick to it?"

"You have to kill the people who are full of boats, are you willing?"

"Coupled with the previous Osk, this should be the third, the person who died because of you."

Chu Yuan settled down, and the wanton laughter sounded slowly.

That proud and arrogant look, like the king in this world, controls everything.

After Ye Fan heard it, his body trembled again: "Osk him, but ... is it dead ..."

No one answered him.

Only cold wind sobbing.

The waves in the distance, like the mouth of the blood basin opened by the abyss, seem to devour the entire world.

"asshole!"

"You bastard ..."

"Today, our Dragon Temple people are dying here, and we must break your teeth!"

The death of Iwai and others deeply stimulated Li Er and others.

Long Baichuan's fiancee is still waiting for him, and Iwai's dreams want to see his granddaughter.

But now, these insignificant desires have been difficult to achieve.

In anger, people who are full of boats will no longer ignore life and death, regardless of danger, like a moth, rush to the flame that can make them ashes.

"Give me a hand!"

However, just when Li Er and others were preparing to fight a fish to break the net, Ye Fan drank a long time, and if the stone broke the sky, it burst into the void.

Everyone stunned.

Li Eryu was in place, Chen Aimu was shocked.

Xu Lei Qianchi Jing and others looked at the man with blood staining in front of him.

"Brother Xiao Fan?"

"Dragon Master?"

"Mr. Chu?"

... ...

Everyone looked at Ye Fan.

They don't know what Ye Fan wants to do.

Puzzle and panic, full of people's hearts.

After not holding the crowd, Ye Fan suddenly turned around.

The sharp eyes were like swords, from Chu Yuan, burning the sky, etc., and swept through all people.

At the moment when they were stared at, everyone shuddered, and they were shuddered, like being stared at by the devil.

It is Chu Yuan, all of which have a moment of palpitations.

Finally, Ye Fan looked at Chu Yuan and slowly laughed out.

"Chu Yuan, you know, the biggest shame in my life is the blood flowing on the body, similar to you."

"I don't hate to be born in the Chu family, I only hate, for your grandson!"

After endlessly, Ye Fan laughed.

That laughter Lang Lang, if the thunder penetrates the world.

The laughter was sad, and it seemed like a hero.

"Hahaha..."

"Congratulations, you won."

"The people in the world let me die, and my Chu Tianfan has to die."

"Just hope you, you can obey your promise."

"No longer hurt me."

What?

It wasn't until Ye Fan's words fell that everyone knew Ye Fan's heart.

For a while, Li Er and others were all frightened.

"Mr. Chu, don't!" Li Er rushed to the past.

"Brother Xiao Fan ..." Xu Lei fell to the ground, crying.

"Dragon, don't!"

Behind him, thousands of sisters are exhausted.

Everyone ran to Ye Fan with every effort, just hoping to stop this man.

However, it's too late.

Between Tianhe, I saw Ye Fan stomped.

Thousands of long swords, immediately shocked.

Subsequently, under the traction of Ye Fan, countless swordsmen directly penetrated Ye Fan's chest.

Blood pouring.

The blood -stained Tianhe is picturesque!

That peerless figure that was stunning in an era fell to the ground.

Xin Chou's winter, Chu Tianfan, master of the Dragon Temple, is self -sufficient !!
Chapter completed!