"Wu Jiuzhou died?"

"Young Master of the Martial Alliance?"

These words hit Nangong Qiu like a knife.

Although he has developed limbs, it does not mean that he is simple in mind. When he wakes up, he knows something big is going to happen.

Liu Qinghuan and the others were also trembling and their eyes were shocked.

They knew nothing about Ye Fan and were immeasurable about the status of the young master of the Martial Alliance.

However, Wu Jiuzhou, the local snake, knelt down in public and was still worried and willing to die, which made them shocked.

Wu Jiuzhou is the president of the Wu League branch, and he is on par with the three tycoons.

In addition to the three tycoons, Wu Jiuzhou's words can be said to follow the law in Jincheng, and like the imperial edict, people dare not disobey.

But such a big boss is now promising and kneeling down with a group of confidants.

How could Liu Qinghuan not feel trembling?

She couldn't understand why her dilapidated cousin knew a big man like Ye Fan?

You know, she has always looked down on Liu Fugui, thinking that a country bumpkin like him can only be a sucker, so how could he be appreciated by the superiors?

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan attached so much importance to Liu Fugui, not only being a brother, but also standing up for him in the dangerous environment of Huaxi.

She smelled a hint of anxiety.

The other yellow-flowered girls who had mocked Ye Fan were instinctively retreating and trembling.

Those who can suppress Wu Jiuzhou are as easy to pinch them to death as ants.

"sinner?"

At this moment, Ye Fan carried his hands on his back and spoke lightly: "Finally knowing that he is a sinner?"

While speaking, he fell down.

The ground trembled.

The place where he settled seemed to be rising for no reason, a subtle and invisible white line spread like a sharp arrow.

Soon, the white line hit the kneeling Wu Jiuzhou with a bang, and overturned him with a strong momentum.

At the same time, the shattered floor whizzed and shot away the thirty-six martial arts masters.

Rain is everywhere, stone chips are everywhere.

This picture.

It made countless people widen their eyes, as if they were ghosts.

The power of one kick.

It was so terrifying.

"This, this..." Liu Qinghuan and the others were dry and understood what it means to be invincible.

Compared with Ye Fan's momentum and martial arts, Nangong Qiu's fierce fighting is just like playing house.

Wu Jiuzhou and others groaned, and their mouths and noses were bleeding, falling to the ground like a big stupid chicken.

But they did not dare to be angry or resist at all. After falling to the ground, they quickly turned over and knelt on the ground, endured the severe pain and knelt on the ground again: "Wu Jiuzhou is guilty! West China Martial Arts Alliance is guilty!"

"We are willing to be punished by the young master and have no resentment after death!"

Wu Jiuzhou and the others lay on the ground again, allowing the rain and blood to wet themselves.

Wu Fu's arm was chopped, and Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi were identified. Wu Jiuzhou immediately knew that he was at a critical moment of life and death.

After this level has passed, he may still be the president. If he can't get through, he probably will grow grass on the grave next year.

Faced with the "Imperial Imperial" that Ye Fan asked him to die, Wu Jiuzhou was furious at first, feeling that he had been despised and was wiped out.

Years of fierce fighting and the life of Shan Dawang also made him lack a little awe for the young master of the Wu League.

He once thought about fighting with Ye Fan to death.

He didn't believe it. He was immersed in West China for many years and made friends with the three tycoons. He had 8,000 children, but he could not beat Ye Fan, a young boy.

As long as the West China Martial Arts Alliance is united, Wu Jiuzhou believes that he can withstand Ye Fan's suppression.

As for Ye Fan's past achievements and martial arts, in Wu Jiuzhou's view, he was just a nine thousand-year-old god creation, just like a primary school student publishing a doctoral thesis.

Ye Fan turned around and supported Zhang Youyou, walked towards the car quickly, and the voice also sounded: "Yuan Qingyi!"

"exist!"

"Transfer, Montalang leads his personal guards to regain the Liu family's gold mine. If I don't order me, those who enter the game will be killed without mercy!"

"The man who is a man who is a man who is a man who is a man who is in charge of the company's affairs will be fully managed. All those who take advantage of the matter will be sent to the jail for a seat."

"Director, Xiong Tianquan, guard the Liu family's house. Whoever dares to attack will kill you will be fine!"

"Distribution, Chen Bahuang, occupy Ouyang, and Nangong is in the three-regardless area industry. The two fleets are not allowed to enter or exit!"

"yes!"

"Wu Jiuzhou!"

"exist!"
Chapter completed!