Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Over the years, King of Fighters and Sword Saint had imagined the scene of their deaths countless times.

It was filled with tens of thousands of people praying on their knees in a procession that stretched for miles.

The day would be declared a national day for mourning where hordes of citizens would lay flowers.

They had expected their death to be a momentous occasion, but now, it turned out to be a non-event. They were going to lose their lives in the most humiliating manner.

If they could turn back time, both of them would rather go the way Tang Hao did—in a suicide explosion at the peak of Mount Yan.

It would have been a glorious death, but it was now too late for that.

Even though their hearts were filled with sorrow, they knew a price had to be paid for their past actions.

The grass and leaves swayed violently in the chilly breeze.

Both of them were forced to kneel, just like two prisoners waiting to be executed.

“Master, it's time! These two old men had it coming a long time ago for causing you so much misery!”

Gaius, Owen, and the others had nothing much to do with King of Fighters and Sword Saint. They couldn't care less about the deaths of the two pillars of the nation.

Wearing a blank expression, Ye Fan took the sword from Gaius' hand and swung it down furiously.

Whoosh!

The blade let out a demon-like roar as it pierced through the air.

King of Fighters and Sword Saint had closed their eyes in anticipation.

Just when they thought death was upon them, the sword cut through the air, its edge leaving a meter-long ditch after striking the ground.

The earth subsequently trembled as a result of the terrifying power unleashed.

“Master, what are you doing?” Gaius and the others were stunned.

King of Fighters and Sword Saint were equally bewildered.

Ye Fan replied with an indifferent expression, “You know, when you blocked me outside China back then, I swore to myself that if I could make a comeback, I would definitely destroy War God Castle and kill all of you so-called pillars of China. But now that so much time has passed, I have learned to let go. War God is right. You have learned your lesson. To witness your career destroyed by your own hand is probably worse than death itself. On the account of the mercy War God has pleaded for you, I will spare your lives and release you. However, I don't want to see both of you ever again, let alone War God Castle. Do you understand me?”

Ye Fan's frosty words were as sharp as swords.

and left without waiting for them to

order

conveyed couldn't be any clearer—War

Sword

since both of them had lost the right to lead the

Ye Fan was gone, all that

them seemed to have aged decades in that

fate,

the Jiangbei martial arts

lack of integrity. It was for that reason he had traveled

Castle had been turned to dust, only

land, a passenger plane gradually took off from

were Ye Fan and his men, who were

of that, he was going to arrange for Dragon God

end of the day, Chu Sect was still a powerful organization that had existed for more than a thousand years. Replacing it was a massive endeavor

personal matter to investigate

Chumen

represented the seat of power in the martial

that Ye Fan had returned, he could feel a sense of relief and overwhelming

years ago, when he was in his teenage years, he had been toyed around like an insect

Mount Chumen

had been released earlier had

Xian, who had stayed back to hold the fort, had known that Chu Yuan

when he first learned of the matter, for he found Chu Yuan's

Master has

no way is

head and screamed incessantly as if madness had

to Tang Xian

old fogey, why are you still in denial at

the warriors of his family, kicked

Xian, who was tied up at the plaza, had Chu Qitian

Chu Sect had gathered at the Chu Sect plaza, their numbers in

large-scale trial that awaited the arrival of one

sound of footsteps rang out

“He's here!” Michael yelled.

direction of the sound, they were greeted by the sight of a lanky figure