boom!
With a muffled sound, Chen Jiuzhou slapped Ye Qingtian’s back firmly.
Ye Qingtian was as motionless as a mountain, but he spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
But even so, God of War still stood on Yanshan and shouted.
His mouth was full of blood, and his face was full of grief, “Yan Xia warriors, it’s time to wake up.”
“Power doesn’t fall from the sky, nor is it gifted by others, but it comes from our own practice step by step.”
“If you don’t accumulate steps, you can’t reach thousands of miles; if you don’t accumulate small streams, you can’t form rivers and seas!”
“There is no shortcut to success, and there is no shortcut to becoming a strong person.”
“So everyone, it’s time to wake up from the dream”
“Stop fantasizing about the fairy tale of the carp jumping over the dragon’s gate”
“The Dragon Gate Project, really, can no longer be carried out”
boom!
Another palm.
Chen Jiuzhou’s face was cold, and he took another picture of Ye Qingtian.
This time, Ye Qingtian didn’t hold back anymore.
His body trembled, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood!
The whole person was also sent flying out.
“Old man, how dare you miss me?”
“Since you don’t want to enter the Dragon Gate so much, my Palace Master will let you in today!”
Chen Jiuzhou was furious, his cold eyes reflected a cold and gloomy light.
He stepped forward, picked up Ye Qingtian with one hand, and threw it in the direction of the dragon gate.
But at the critical moment, Juggernaut and King of Fighters stood up.
They stood in front of the dragon gate and caught Ye Qingtian!
“how?”
“Ye Qingtian wants to die, you two, don’t you want to live too?”
Chen Jiuzhou narrowed his eyes completely.
He looked at the King of Fighters and the Juggernaut, and Sen Ran’s words were full of threats.
“King of Fighters, Juggernaut, put me down.”