Chapter 1793

However, ye Qingtian's eyebrows are deeper at this time.

He looked at Xiang Jiansheng without expression and asked in a deep voice: "so, at the beginning, I asked you to contact Ye Fan in Jiangdong, but you didn't go."

"But sent the people below?"

When he said these words, ye Qingtian was full of displeasure.

At that time, he came to the temple of martial arts in person for this matter, and specifically told the swordsmen not to put on airs, not to be arrogant, not to put on official authority, and they must go there in person.

However, ye Qingtian still didn't expect that they should turn a deaf ear to their advice.

Send someone to find Ye Fan and let him meet him in Yanjing?

What is this?

This is a summons!

From the very beginning, they treated people as servants.

It's light that they didn't come. If they had the temper of God of war, they had to kill Yanshan and teach them a good lesson.

Let them know, look down on people, what is the end of it?!

But in the face of the Warlord's question, the swordsman did not speak, but the boxer emperor said, "that's nature."

"The swordsman and I are in charge of the martial arts of China. We can't have so much time to meet an unknown person."

"We are not as free as the God of war. When we leave our hands as the shopkeeper, we don't care about any martial arts affairs. I know to give orders behind my back. "

The boxer laughed coldly.

The tone was full of sarcasm and runs.

just now, they had happily told the God of war that their son would not be given a title.

However, who could have thought that the God of war was so unreasonable.

He didn't say a word of congratulations. As soon as he came up, he questioned them about a young Jiangdong generation.

What does he mean?

Are you running here to set up a teacher and make a crime?

Do you really regard yourself as the emperor of China and us as your subjects?

Naturally, the boxer is not happy.

However, as soon as the boxer's words fell, the God of war's face suddenly became cold.

"What?"

"Boxer, do you have a problem with me?"

"Or not?"

"What's the meaning of all this nonsense here?"

"You have a problem with me. OK, let's fight on the top of Yanshan mountain."

"People in martial arts should use martial arts to settle down their gratitude and resentment!"

"It's just that ye Qingtian has been holding back for years. I haven't exercised for a long time. I'll take this opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones."

Ye Qingtian's words are deep and his face is sullen.

The majestic power, just like the waves sweeping, radiated from the God of war.

In an instant, the wind swept.

It swept all over the country.

Under Ye Qingtian's angry words, the boxer emperor Mo Gucheng was suddenly silent, with a black face and no longer uttered a word.

What is domineering?

This is domineering!

What is power?

This is power!

Don't accept it. OK. Go to Yanshan to fight.

Hit your suit!

He is one of the three permanent directors of wushendian.

Ye Qing genius doesn't care if there are any of these.

If you offend me, I'll beat you down!

The God of war of the state, the strongest in China, should have the temper of the strongest one in the world!

Ye Qingtian's domineering power comes up, and he is the majestic boxer Mo Gucheng. He is so scared that he can't say any nonsense.

But think about it, ye Qingtian said that share, Mo Gucheng can say what?

Can you really fight with Ye Qingtian on the top of Yanshan mountain?

That's looking for death!

Mo Gucheng is again proud, but this self-knowledge, there are still.

In China, in terms of strength and power, ye Qingtian, the God of war, has absolute ruling power!

Anyway, up to now, China's land, no one can challenge Ye Qingtian's position as the strongest.

The sword master can't do it, he can't fight, even more can't!