He is no simple rich man.
It’s Ye Fan’s celebrity.
If he is killed by Chen Jiuzhou, this relationship with Ye Fan is bound to end.
Naturally, Ye Qingtian did not want to see the scene of the massacre of compatriots in this country.
Facing the question, Chen Jiuzhou immediately smiled.
“I am already the Lord of Yanxia, the leader of martial arts.”
“If I kill someone or not, do I have to ask you for instructions?”
“God of War, since you have stepped down, please correct your identity in the future.”
Chen Jiuzhou’s indifferent words carried a bit of contempt and arrogance.
“Chen Jiuzhou, you are presumptuous!”
When the King of Fighters heard this, he was undoubtedly furious.
Ye Qingtian’s face was gloomy, and his palms were clenched tightly, but for the sake of the overall situation, he had to hold back forcibly.
“Forget it, King of Fighters.”
“He’s right. He’s already the leader of Yanxia Martial Arts. We really shouldn’t disrespect him.”
All the warriors in Yanxia are here to maintain the majesty and face of the Martial God Hall. Today’s occasion is not suitable for internal strife.
God of War’s retreat undoubtedly fueled Chen Jiuzhou’s arrogance even more.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Li Er who was seriously injured, and smiled proudly, “You offended me and humiliated me just now, you should have died.”
“For the sake of God of War, I will spare your life.”
“However, if you do it again next time, I will never forgive you.”
“The rest of you, take it as a warning.”
boom!
Chen Jiuzhou’s proud voice echoed everywhere.
The majestic majesty, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, set off a gust of wind.
Under Chen Jiuzhou’s power, there were more than hundreds of warriors from various provinces and cities present, and no one dared to speak.
Even Chen Ao, Lu Ziming and others, although they felt dissatisfied, they didn’t say anything more.
Only now did everyone realize that the only purpose of today’s banquet is to promote Chen Jiuzhou as Yan Xia’s new martial arts leader.
In the end, the banquet came to an end amidst everyone’s respect for Chen Jiuzhou.
Warriors from all provinces took positions one after another.
Li Er, who was seriously injured, was also preparing to leave Yanshan, accompanied by Chen Ao and other Jiangdong warriors.
“Mr. Li, Mr. Chen, please stay still.”
“God of War welcomes you.”
At this time, the staff of the Martial God Temple chased after him and asked Li Er and the others to stay.
But Chen Ao and the others turned a deaf ear and got into the car straight away, preparing to return to Jiangdong.
“Mr. Chen?”
The staff of the Valkyrie Temple were about to catch up and stop them.
But at this time, Ye Qingtian and the Sword Master walked up in person and appeared in front of Li Er and the others.
“Mr. Li Er, is your injury okay?”
“There are a few precious medicinal herbs here in my Valkyrie Temple, which may have some effect on your injury.”
Ye Qingtian was concerned.
Li Er, who was pale, directly refused.
“Mr. Li Er, you don’t have to be polite.”
“Everyone is Ye Fan’s friend.”
“It’s also right to help each other.”