Li Longji chuckled, looked at him and shook his head, with a trace of sadness on his face.
"What's wrong? As the head of the Li family, how could you say such childish words!"
Li Fuchen looked at him with a confused face, waiting for the next step.
Lee Yong-ki laughed at himself: "There is no right or wrong in this world? There are only strong and weak! Everyone has their own position and preferences, and they will only judge right and wrong based on their own positions and preferences!"
"If you think you are right, that's because you stand on your own side! To them, not only are you wrong, but you are ruthless and ruthless!"
"I said you were wrong because in order to defend your position, you missed a top martial arts genius!"
"Since you are wrong, you have to admit it. What's the use of holding on to it?"
These words left Li Fuchen speechless.
Yes, how can there be absolute fairness in this world? Of course, there is no real right or wrong! Everyone makes decisions to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages based on their own positions and preferences.
You say I'm wrong and I say I'm right, what should I do?
Only strength is the foundation of everything! There is no right or wrong, only strong and weak!
Back then, he was Li Jiaqiang, and the whole world was on the side of his Li family. Who dares to say that he was wrong!
Now that Qin Fanqiang is strong, he has naturally become the wrong person!
All the bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
Li Fuchen suddenly laughed. His laughter caused internal injuries, and he coughed violently, coughing up blood.
Li Nianci couldn't bear it, but she still gritted her teeth and held back, not looking at him.
Qin Fan's face was cold and his voice was even colder: "I'll say it again, apologize!"
"I... was wrong! Hahaha, I was wrong! I was wrong..." Li Fuchen laughed crazily, his laughter full of desolation.
It was like a hero who was about to come to an end, shouting to the sky and telling his unwillingness.
Li Congwen, Li Congwu and others also gritted their teeth and squeezed out these three words from between their teeth: "I... was wrong!"
The mountain-like pressure dissipated instantly. Everyone in the Li family was drenched in cold sweat and fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Li Nianci's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. She was really afraid that everyone in the Li family would rather die than admit their mistake, and Qin Fan accidentally killed them.
Qin Yue'er clapped her hands happily and said, "Humph, you bad guys, bad guys! When you sent people to force me to beg for food, did you ever think that you would be here today too!"
"According to me, you should be allowed to beg for food and have a taste of it!"
The little girl was so resentful that she wished Qin Fan would kill them directly!
Qin Jingye sighed, knelt down to Li Fuchen and bowed three times.
Then, without saying anything, he took Qin Yue'er and left.
Li Nianci glanced at Qin Fan and showed a relieved smile: "Xiaofan, let's finish it!"
"Yeah." Qin Fan nodded.
Li Nianci also turned around and caught up with Qin Jingye, and the family of three walked down the mountain.
Qin Fan glanced at Li Fuchen coldly: "You lost the three-year agreement!"
After saying that, Qin Fan turned and left.
Although he defeated Li Longji, who was at the peak of the divine realm, he was still a little reluctant to use the Nine Heaven-Destroying Swords with his current cultivation level, and he was already at the end of his strength at this moment.
He needs to restore his cultivation as soon as possible.
"I lost, I lost..." Li Fuchen muttered to himself as he looked at the sky, his face ashen, his eyes dull.
Suddenly, he yelled: "No, I'm right! All my life, I have worked hard for my family and I am worthy of the ancestors of the Li family. What's wrong with me!"
After saying that, he suddenly took out a short knife from his arms and stabbed it into his chest.
"Father!"
Li Congwen and others let out a mournful roar and rushed towards Li Fuchen.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Someone cried in grief.
Li Longji glanced at Li Fuchen, who was still staring at death, and sighed: "How pedantic! However, you are worthy of the word head of the family!"
Qin Fan, who had just walked more than ten meters, paused and continued walking down the mountain without looking back.
Li Nianci, who had just walked off the top of the mountain, heard the screams of grief, and his tears couldn't stop flowing down. His vision went dark, and he almost fainted.
"Father...it has been decades, and you have not changed at all. You are still so ruthless and leave no room for mercy!"
Putting a hand on her shoulder, Qin Fan, who followed, whispered softly: "Mom, it's over, let's go home!"
"Yes." Li Nianci nodded, sweeping away all the sadness and anger, and everything was over.
From now on, the mountain that has been weighing on her shoulders for decades has finally been overturned!
Li Longji scolded: "Why are you crying! He deserves to die! He died to maintain his dignity!"
"Take him back and bury him alive!"
"Then, follow me and return to the ancient martial arts world!"
Li Congwen wiped away his tears, hiding the sorrow in his eyes, stood up and nodded respectfully: "Yes, Second Grandpa!"
Seeing everyone in the Li family carrying Li Fuchen's body away, the people watching the battle refused to leave.
The witch god in black robes flew to not far from Yang Dingtian, with only the dark eyes exposed shining with a meaningful light.
"Yang Dingtian, when I broke through to the fourth level, I saw that he was the culprit who destroyed everything. What do you think?"
Yang Dingtian naturally also heard about this, smiled slightly and said: "Who can say with certainty what will happen in the future?"
"So far, I can't agree with the future you see! Because he has absolutely no reason to do that!"
The Witch God sighed: "I know you don't believe me, but I am very confident in the future I see!"
"And, judging from the power he has shown, he is powerful enough to become the culprit of destroying everything!"
"Have you never doubted that at twenty years old, how could he have such strength that even you and I can't match?"
It's not that Yang Dingtian has never suspected it, but that suspicion cannot be established.
"Haha, you want to say that he came from the Immortal Sect, right?"
The Witch God asked: "Why not?"
"His strength cannot be taught even by the four holy places in the ancient martial arts world! Apart from people in the Immortal Sect, who can teach such a peerless genius?"
Yang Dingtian looked at him and smiled and asked: "You said he came from the Immortal Sect, where is the evidence? Until now, we don't even know where the Immortal Sect is and what it looks like? Let alone whether the Immortal Sect exists or not.
!How did he come?"
The slender brows under the black robe of the Witch God frowned deeply. He said that Qin Fan came from the Immortal Sect, which was just a guess and there was no evidence at all.
He couldn't answer Yang Dingtian's rhetorical question!
"Let's go, prepare for the next battle!" Yang Dingtian smiled slightly, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and turned around and flew down the mountain.
The Witch God hesitated for a moment and snorted coldly: "I still firmly believe in the future I see!"
After saying that, a green light appeared around him, and his figure disappeared strangely into the woods. After a few ups and downs, he had already surpassed Yang Dingtian.
Yun Tianhe was shocked in his heart, but his face showed a relaxed look.
Qin Fan's strength shocked him, and the stronger Qin Fan's strength, the more beneficial it would be to China.