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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1810

Finally, in everyone’s trembling eyes, the eight long swords converged in one place.
A huge long sword, just like this, appeared in front of everyone.
Hum~
The cold wind is surging, and the sound of swords is endless.
The long sword formed by the convergence of formations, like a sword of judgment, lay across the top of Mount Fuji.
The sharp sword god reflected the scorching sun and cold light.
“Boy, that’s it!”
“You can be proud of being able to die under my Sanshen Pavilion strong sword formation.”
The eight people sneered, and their words were full of contempt.
Looking at Ye Fan’s gaze, he just looked at a dead body.
Feeling the bitter chill coming from the sword, Liang Gong Yingyue’s pretty face paled again. The worries in my heart became more intense.
“Master, be careful…”
Haruhi Yingyue whispered, her small hands, perhaps because of fear, they grasped Ye Fan’s clothes even harder.
Ye Fan chuckled, “Yue’er, why be afraid?”
“Just a few rat generations, nothing more than chickens and dogs.”
“Your master’s punch is enough to blow!”
“What an arrogant junior.”
“In that case, let’s see if your fist is hard, or our four-phase heavenly sword is better?”
Hearing Ye Fan’s words, the eight major disciples immediately furious.
Then, without further delay, the eight people controlled the golden light sword and fell from the sky, slashing towards Ye Fan’s head!
Sword energy swept across the sky, setting off a storm.
In the storm, Ye Fan stood proudly and stood still.
Seeing the surging power of the eight disciples of the Three Gods Pavilion, Ye Fan just shook his head, full of pity in his deep brows and eyes.
“I am Chu Tianfan, the lord of this dragon god.”
“Since coming to Japan, I have no intention of killing.”
“But Naihor waits for the Rats to block my way.”
“Since you insist on begging for death, then stop blaming the dragon master and let this blood stain all over the Japanese mainland!”
The words were sharp, just like thunder, rolling by from nine days.
At the moment when Ye Fan’s words fell, his entire body exploded.
Suddenly, the earth trembled and the sea of clouds churned.
When everyone present saw it, they all changed color.
“When you drink it, you have such power.”
“It seems that this Chinese teenager is definitely not a leisurely person?”
Many lost their voices.
Before that, they thought that Ye Fan, an unknown junior, had been dazzled by lust and rushed to the top of Mount Fuji unconsciously.
Therefore, everyone didn’t pay much attention to Ye Fan before.
A stinky person, so many of them are here, and they can do it alone, and it is not easy to kill him.
But now they realize that they were wrong.
The young man in front of him, his strength, is probably not as simple as his age.
“A few days ago, there was an accident in the Sword God Palace and the Lord of the Three Palaces, Masami Nakai, suddenly died.
“The Sword God made a mistake when he announced that he was practicing kung fu, and he went crazy and died.”
“It seems that the Sword God Palace is not that simple?”
“I’m afraid it has something to do with this boy.”
In the crowd, there are still wise people.
Just like Toyotomi Kawayoshi, the martial arts leader of Kyoto City, through the slightest details, he noticed something different.
Before Ye Fan swept the Sword God Palace with one person, the three major palace masters were injured, killed and disabled.
Not many people knew about this matter, and they were all suppressed by Mochizuki River.
After all, this is not a glorious thing. The three great masters were completely abused by a young man. If they were passed out, the old faces of the sword gods would not be needed.
Therefore, Mochizuki River blocked the news directly, and claimed that the death of Nakai Masami was caused by practice.

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