In China, it is enough to have a war god.

If there is another one, it will undoubtedly be detrimental to the regional martial arts balance.

Facing Xuezhao's question, Ye Fan chuckled.

"It seems that you already know everything about me."

"You are right. I took the idiot Qiong Gouyu, and Yue'er was also taken away by me."

"Not only that, I also killed Susanumuzun, killed the Lord of the Sword God Palace, and also stepped down your entire Japanese martial arts on the top of Mount Fuji."

At the top of the galaxy, Ye Fan smiled proudly.

The loud sound is like waves sweeping across.

In an instant, a strong wind was blowing up in the world here, blew up the robes of the two people, making a sound.

"Since that's the case, hand over the moon god."

"She is my Japanese martial arts belief, and you cannot tolerate offense and blasphemy."

Ye Fan's words did not make Xue Zhao show any anger.

She looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and in a tone of a superior, she coldly ordered Ye Fan.

A cold tone is full of majesty.

"Moon God?"

Ye Fan shook his head and snorted.

"I said, I don't know what Moon God."

"I only know that there is only Suzuki Suzumiya in this world."

"Since she regards me as the master and respects me, she is my Chu Tianfan."

"In this world, I can only control her life and death and decide her freedom."
Chapter completed!