Until now, this guy is still quibbling.

Do you really think that Ye Fan is a three-year-old child?

yes!

You really did nothing.

However, without your instruction and support, how would the Yuantu Group dare to get involved in Jiangdong?

This guy actually picked himself clean.

But unfortunately, Ye Fan didn't listen to him at all.

So, while Mo Wuya was still explaining, Ye Fan rushed forward and kicked Mo Wuya into the air.

Like a rubber ball, Mo Wuya vomited blood and was in excruciating pain all over his body.

Mo Wuya hadn't finished vomiting blood here, and Ye Fan's next blow landed again.

A powerful and heavy punch hit Mo Wuya right in the chest.

No matter that he has a title of cultivation, no matter that his body is comparable to steel.

But under Ye Fan's punch, all his defenses were still broken instantly.

The huge force carried Mo Wuya and knocked down a building behind him.

Amidst the ear-piercing explosion, Mo Wuya's body dragged the misty ashes and smashed into the ground again.

This time, Mo Wuya could not stand up again.

Like a dog, lying on the ruins, dying.

All the previous majesty had disappeared.

Instead, there was only a look of embarrassment and haggardness on his face.

Who would have thought that the title of the dignified Yanxia Kingdom would be like a pig or a dog under Ye Fan?

Zhila...

The sound of footsteps came from far away, slowly approaching in the direction of Mo Wuya.

It seemed that the footsteps of death were walking towards him.

Mo Wuya was completely panicked.

That feeling of death follows you like a shadow.

It was like someone was strangling my throat, and the overwhelming fear was suffocating.

"No...don't kill me..."

"I...I don't want to die..."

Mo Wuya's voice was almost choked with sobriety.

He was really scared.

He really doesn't want to die.

He wants to live.

He is still young, he still has such a bright future, he cannot die here so early, he still has so many things to do, and he still has so many dreams to fulfill.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't have come to Jiangdong.

He should not be the vanguard to deal with Ye Fan and Ye Fan's hometown.

He wants to escape, he wants to go back to Yanshan, and he misses his father.

However, the huge pain and serious injuries on his body made Mo Wuya unable to even stand up, let alone escape.

He could only lie in despair in the ruins, waiting for death to come. From the corners of his eyes, there seemed to be tears mixed with blood flowing down.
Chapter completed!