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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1768

what?
Mo Wuya’s old faces went wide at the time.
It was like a slap on the face.
His face was blue and white, embarrassed.
“what did you say?”
“That despicable person, are we Chinese?”
Mo Wuya asked gloomily.
Ishiyelong nodded and said, “Yeah.”
“You tell me, my Sword God Senior Brother, a few days ago, I avenged my disciple and went to China to fight the madman.”
“But I didn’t expect that the Huaxia junior was extremely despicable.”
“I was afraid to go to war, so I used wheel tactics to send strong men from all walks of life to fight with my senior brother in turn to consume my senior brother’s vitality.”
“In the end, he even used a treacherous scheme to murder my senior, and my senior accidentally followed the younger generation’s way.”
“Fortunately, my Sword God Senior Brother is superb martial arts, facing all kinds of treacherous means, he was not surprised, and finally came to life from desperation, and retreated.
“However, the disciples of my senior brother are weaker, so they are naturally captured by the lunatic.”
“Now I am even more threatened by that villain as a hostage to my Sword God Palace.”
“I didn’t expect that Huaxia, known as the world’s martial arts holy land, would have such a villain?”
“Nephew Wuya, in the future, you will also need to focus on the cultivation of martial ethics.”
Ishiye Ryuichi patted Mo Wuya on the shoulder while speaking with emotion.
Mo Wuya’s face was flushed with shame in his heart, and he wanted to dig into the ground.
He thought that this was a dispute within the Japanese martial arts.
Unexpectedly, they would also involve China Hua Xia.
At this moment, Mo Wuya was ashamed and angry.
There was a final bang.
With a palm, the long table in front of you suddenly fell apart!
“Uncle Long, since this villain came from the Chinese martial arts, I should come forward to solve it.”
“Don’t worry, let me take care of this matter!”
“I’m boundless, I’ll take care of this and clean up my gateway to Chinese martial arts!”
“I promise, I will give the Japanese martial arts and the Sword God Palace a satisfactory explanation!”
In the anger, Mo Wuya’s killing intent was boiling.
Threatening to kill Ye Fan to give Sword God Palace an explanation.
However, just when Mo Wuya was about to leave and turned around to chase this person, Mochizuki, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said.
“This son is cunning and cunning, and very sinister.”
“You go alone, I’m afraid it’s wrong.”
“Long Yi, you personally take a few people and go with Wuya’s nephew.”
“A few of you work together to make sure nothing goes wrong!”
Mochizuki said in a deep voice.
Ishiyelong nodded immediately: “Okay, brother!”
“I’m going to mobilize the strong in my Sword God Palace, and use force to kill him!”
Ishiye Ryuichi is also a resolute temperament. After receiving the instruction of the sword god Mochizuki River, he summoned ten powerful men from the Japanese martial arts to gather under the Sword God Palace.
“Everyone, today there is a Chinese junior who violates our Japanese country, kills our people, and damages our prestige.”
“I Ishiye Ryuichi, by the order of Mochizuki River, the lord of the Sword God Palace, I will lead you to kill the thieves!”
“If you don’t kill the Huaxia junior, we swear not to return it!”
…..
“If you don’t kill this son, I promise not to return it~”
…..
“If you don’t kill this son, I promise not to return it~”
Under the Sword God Palace, Ishiye Ryuichi and Mo Wuya stood tall.
Under their feet, dozens of Japanese strong men respectfully worshipped.
That one after another voice, only if the waves swept, killing intent rages!
However, in the torrent of soaring sky, no one saw it. At the end of the Tianhe, there was a thin young man facing the rising sun, carrying the world on his back.
Towards here, step forward proudly!

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