"I..."

"I...I'm fucking~"

Looking at the sighs coming from outside the door, Ye Fan's old face turned red and he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

What's he doing?

He obviously did nothing?

Are these all misunderstandings?

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, thinking what's this all about?

Fortunately, what I just saw was just a hotel cleaning service.

If she misunderstood, she would misunderstand, and Ye Fan was too lazy to explain.

But if the person just now was Qiu Mucheng, Ye Fan probably wouldn't be able to clean it even if he jumped into the Yellow River this time.

"sorry."

"Master, I'm sorry."

"It's all my fault that I'm too stupid and can't do anything well~"

When Ye Fan was amused and crying, Eiyue Suzumiya undoubtedly reacted and quickly got up from the ground, bowed and apologized to Ye Fan repeatedly.

Ye Fan waved his hand: "It's okay."

"You are born with a princess' destiny and are not suitable for such a service."

"Okay, go and have a rest sooner."

"Tomorrow, it's time to go to the Sword God Palace."

In the room, Ye Fan's words echoed.

After saying that, Ye Fan turned around and left.

In the living room, only Suzumiya Eizuki was left, standing alone.

.....

One night passed quickly.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, a beautiful boy and a beautiful woman had already made an appointment to walk on the street outside the winter capital.

Outside the sky, the sun rises eastward.

The glory of the morning glow shines on the earth.

Under the rising sun, the shadows of the two people were stretched out particularly long.

These two people are naturally Ye Fan and Suzuki who went to Japan together.

Under the leadership of Eiyue Suzumiya, Ye Fan stepped forward.

Wherever the sharpness is, the Palace of Sword God in Japan!

In this country, Ye Fan had three purposes.

The first is to clean up the portal, the second is to fight against Wangyue River, and the third is to search for the sacred martial arts of the country, the eight-foot-foot-Qiongomeyu.

Now, the matter of King Longyan has come to an end, and next, it is time to settle the grudges with Wangyue River.

When [Tianlai Novel    www.23txt.xyz] first, Ye Fan was careless and asked him to escape.

This time, Ye Fan will kill him!

"Master, is this battle really impossible to avoid?"

"The Sword God Palace is very important in the martial arts of Japan."

"Even if the master can defeat my teacher and step on the Sword Destroyer Palace, it will inevitably arouse public anger in the Japanese martial arts."

"At that time, the Three God Pavilion will never sit idly by."

"And master, you will be deeply trapped in a siege. It is very likely that there will be no return?"

On the way, Suzumiya Eiyue was worried.

Her pretty face was worried and she kept persuading Ye Fan.

Ye Fan and Wangyuehe are both extremely important people to Eiyue Suzumiya.

She didn't want to see them facing each other, fighting each other with their swords.

More importantly, this battle was almost a dead end for Ye Fan.

Because, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, Ye Fan’s final destination or death.

If you lose, it is natural that the Sword God Palace will never forgive him.

If he wins, he will kill the Sword God as he wishes and destroy the Sword God Palace. How could other peak powerhouses in the Japanese martial arts world let him go safely?

Even the leader of the Three God Pavilion, the most powerful Japanese country, and the God of Xuezhao, who was named "Xuezhao", would participate in the battle.

At that time, what Ye Fan faces may be a more cruel situation.

However, in the face of Suzumiya Eiyue's concern, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled calmly.

"Installed?"

"Will you go but never return?"

"Why, Yue'er, you are so unconfident in me?"

Ye Fan laughed softly.

"Yue'er, do you know, for me, what is the Three God Pavilion, and what is the martial arts of Japan?"

"I don't even take the Chu family seriously, let alone a small Three God Pavilion? A small Japanese martial arts?"

"Let's wait and see."

"I will let you know, your master, his peerless majesty!"

Ye Fan said proudly.

The low sound, like a sword, echoed everywhere.

Huh ~

In an instant, the cold wind suddenly rose, rolling up three thousand fallen leaves.

Under the river of heaven, Ye Fan sneered all over his eyes and walked proudly.

No one knows what kind of storm the boy in front of him will set off in Japan in the next period of time?

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Winter suburbs of the capital.

A huge palace stands here.

The red walls and green tiles have a bit of the legacy of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in China.

Yes, the main hall in front of me is the Sword God Palace, which controls the martial arts of the Japanese Kingdom!

In the Japanese martial arts world, the Sword God Palace can only rank second in terms of strength.

The number one ranks is Sanshen Pavilion!

The strongest man in the Japanese country, Xue Zhaotian Shen, is the master of the Three God Pavilion.

However, the Sanshen Pavilion has always been mysterious, does not involve the world, and does not cause disputes.

He is transcendent and never gets involved in Japanese martial arts.

Therefore, for the martial arts people in Japan, the Three God Pavilion is more like a belief, a holy land that can be seen but not reached, and can be viewed from afar and cannot be blasphemed.

It was in this case that the Sword God Palace became the supreme authority of the Japanese martial arts, commanding martial arts and fully managing the Japanese martial arts affairs.

"Senior Sword God, younger generation Mo Wuya has been waiting for many days again."

"I don't know when the seniors are willing to give advice and fight with the juniors?"

In the hall, Mo Wuya spoke politely, and his tone of speaking was quite respectful.

After all, Wangyuehe is also a big shot who has become famous early. He is the same as his father and uncle, the best man of the same era as his father and uncle, the God of War.

As a junior, Mo Wuya naturally treated him with great courtesy.

Wangyuehe sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and whispering.

"I said, it's not the time."

"After I settle a grudge, I will agree to make an appointment with you."

"So, you go."

"After going back, I'll send a message to your father."
To be continued...