....

For a moment, hundreds of people on Yunding Mountain spoke out, asking Truman to kill the King of Fighters and destroy the Sword Saint.

"This...this..."

"What's the fuck?"

Andman was confused.

This result was completely different from what he expected.

Why did he feel that these Jiangdong people hated the Temple of War than the Trumen, and wanted to let the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters die?

Isn't this really an act?

"Elder An, what they said is true!"

"Jiangdong is Chu Tianfan's territory."

"And Chu Tianfan has always been incompatible with the Temple of the Martial God."

"When Chu Tianfan fell, the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters put in a lot of effort."

"So, after Chu Tianfan's death, Jiangdong Wudao no longer listened to the orders of the Temple of the Martial Gods, and even clashed with the Temple of the Martial Gods many times."

"From this perspective, if we kill the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters, the happiest one is really this group of Jiangdong people." Beside us, there are Truman strong men familiar with Jiangdong, reporting.

When Andman heard this, his old face turned dark.

"Damn it!"

"how so?"

With all his plans, he fell into the empty space.

Andman was undoubtedly extremely angry and turned around and beat the swordsman and the King of Fighters again.

"You two are really useless!"

"Not even use it!"

"Return the leader of Yanxia martial arts?"

"When the palace master is at the point where everyone is betrayed, why are you two still alive?"

"Forget suicide!"

"Useless waste!"

Andman was undoubtedly angry. After venting, he kicked the two of them aside like dogs.

The Sword Saint and the King of Fighters said nothing, but who knew that they were ashamed and embarrassed in their hearts.

Who would have thought that the people who wanted them to die more than the Trumans were their own compatriots and their own people.
Chapter completed!