"Naturally!"

"Lu Songliang, the title of the title of the title of the Temple of Wushen, was killed by him at the feast of the title."

"In addition, more than 30 martial arts who participated in the conference died in his hands."

"If you don't believe it, ask him yourself."

Jian Sheng said coldly.

Ye Qingtian immediately turned his head and looked at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, do you tell me, is these true?"

"Do you really kill so many people?"

Ye Qingtian stared at his eyes, and he couldn't believe it.

At this time, Ye Fan had already accepted the power.

Faced with Ye Qingtian's question, Ye Fan Shen replied: "They damn it."

"shut up!"

"You stinky, so I don't know how to repent until now!" The King of Fighters drank angrily, and then looked at Ye Qingtian.

"God of War, you heard it too."

"This rural child has acknowledged the crime of he committed."

"Now, can you protect him?"

"As the god of war in the summer, you must always distinguish between right and wrong."

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