Chapter: 4138

Therefore, they are really afraid of Ye Fan!

Even though the advantage is now in Trumen, these elders still want to run away.

Chu Tianqi was also silent.

Obviously, the words of these elders moved him.

Yes, he chased and killed Ye Fan for ten years.

Every time, he felt that Ye Fan would definitely die.

But as a result, he was almost killed several times.

After hesitation, Chu Tianqi finally gave in.

He gave the order to retreat.

“Chu Tianfan, today, this young master will let you go for the time being.”

“In the future, Yanxia Jiangdong, I, Chu Tianqi and you, will make a decision!”

“When the time comes, either you will die, or I will die!”

Chu Tianqi’s vicious voice resounded throughout the world.

After he finished speaking, he asked Chumen’s people to gather the team, and Xiaoyan was responsible for the protection of the rear of the palace.

In this way, Trumen’s vigorous slaughtering army withdrew from the Winter Capital in an orderly manner, and also withdrew from the Japanese border.

Command the division Yan Xia, and prepare to reconcile with Chu Yuan’s Chumen army!

“Master Wushuang, hurry up!”

“Can’t let them run away.”

“Kill them!”

“Eternal trouble!”

Seeing that the people from Chumen were about to run away, Wangyuehe shouted in a hurry, urging Chu Tianfan to chase and kill him.

After all, as long as Chu Tianqi and the others are not dead, the threat to their Japanese martial arts still exists.

He naturally hoped to see Ye Fan take this opportunity to kill the people of Trumen.

As for Ye Fan’s safety, what does it have to do with him.

Does Wangyuehe not concern Ye Fan’s life or death?

On the contrary, Wang Yuehe’s most hopeful ending was that Ye Fan and Chumen were both defeated, and it would be better if they both died.

Ye Fan is dead, Trumen has fallen, and they will be the first in Japanese martial arts in the future.

However, as soon as Wang Yuehe finished saying this, Ye Fan slapped him.

The huge palm print covered the sky and blocked the sun, falling from the sky.

He directly smashed Mochizuki River into the ground.

The rocks cracked, the earth cracked.

A huge palm print suddenly took shape!

Wangyuehe didn’t even have time to let out a scream, and was buried in the ground by a rock.

However, this man is also quite resistant.

After a while, the blood-stained Wangyuehe actually climbed up from the ruins.

He looked in the direction of the moon god, and seemed to point for help. Then he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then with a bang, his body weighing more than 100 pounds fell to the ground and passed out. .

“Sword God!”

Seeing the Sword God fall to the ground, the warriors in the surrounding Japanese countries were all anxious.

While they rushed over to examine Mochiyuehe’s injury, they looked at Luna with righteous indignation.

“Your Highness Moon God!”

“You have to be the master of the Sword God!”

“That Chu Tianfan put such a heavy hand.”

“He wants to set the sword god and death!”

“Your Highness Moon God, you have to do justice to us.”

The Japanese warriors are begging for each other.

But Suzumiya Yingyue didn’t even pay attention to them.

Instead, he walked towards Ye Fan with joy, and then got directly into Ye Fan’s arms.

Like a wounded kitten, longing for the comfort of its owner.

ended.

The Truman people finally left.

Suzumiya Yingyue’s heart that had been hanging for Ye Fan finally loosened.

“Master, those people are finally gone.”

Suzumiya Yingyue leaned against Ye Fan’s arms and spoke in a low voice and joy.

However, as if the tense strings suddenly loosened, Suzumiya Yingyue’s whole body’s injuries and pains rushed out like a tide at this moment.

Afterwards, the girl leaning against Ye Fan’s arms trembled, and the bright red blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

It was only at this time that Ye Fan noticed how pale Suzumiya Yingyue’s pretty face was.

The wound that had been penetrated by Xiaoyan just now was already red with blood.

Ye Fan’s heart was suddenly tightened.

He picked up Suzumiya Yingyue and prepared to leave. “Yue’er, hold on, Master will take you to heal your wounds in the hot summer.”

However, the Japanese warriors did not let Ye Fan go at all.

“Let go of His Highness Moon God!”

“The Moon God is the patron saint of our country, not yours in the hot summer.”

“Why did you take her away!”

The Japanese warriors surrounded Ye Fan.

Ye Fan raised his head and stared at the group of people in front of him.

“For Yue’er’s sake, I didn’t kill you.”

“But don’t mess with me!”

“Otherwise, I don’t mind doing what Truman didn’t finish for them!”

call!

The cold wind is cold, and there is a majestic murderous intent.