"Do you remember the tragedy of our Yanxia martial arts thirty years ago?"

"The Temple of the Martial God sent five strong men to the Americas to participate in the robbery of the Yuanling Fruit."

"Each of these five people is a talent and pillar of my Yanxia Martial Arts training. One of them is a personal disciple of a strong man from a certain pillar country, and the person who has the most hope of becoming a title master in 50 years."

"But as a result, three of these five people were killed on the spot. Even though the other two were lucky enough to escape back to Yanxia alive, their injuries were too serious and had already hurt their foundation. Even if they survived in the future, the future of martial arts would end."

"And one of the three killed was the personal disciple of the strong man in the Zhu Kingdom."

"And the executioner who slaughtered my Yanxia martial arts powerhouse is this Burning Heaven!"

"At that time, he had not yet been banned."

"It was the years after we snatched the Yuanling Fruit from our Yanxia, ​​our strength improved rapidly, and we finally achieved the title of title, and won the title of South Asia and ranked on the Tianlist."

"Now, he has become the leader of martial arts in India and even South Asia."

Some history is heavy and humiliating.

But, it cannot be forgotten!

The reason why a great nation and country that can stand in the world for five thousand years has never been cut off through the ages is that his people do not forget humiliation, history and lessons.

In the midst of hardships and setbacks again and again, they are like a phoenix ashes as fire, reborn in Nirvana.

Although the massacre of Yanxia warriors by Fentian at that time caused a considerable sensation in the Yanxia martial arts world.

However, this is the case with martial arts disputes.

The strong live, the loser dies.

All those who participate in the robbery of the Yuanling Fruit should have the awareness of death.

Therefore, even though Yan Xia Wudao was angry, he could not vent his feelings openly.

Because this is a rule.

All grudges end in America.

After returning to China, you must not attack other countries on the grounds of losses on the Americas.

This is a consensus reached by the martial arts of all countries.

The strong men of the Yanxia Zhuguo naturally could not let the Indian country get his martial arts masters on this ground.

The only thing I can do is to keep this hatred in my heart and when the time comes, it will burst out.

"It turned out to be him~"

"This bastard, last time, used the strength of a master, pretended to be a powerful man to participate in the snatch of Yuanling Fruit."

"This time, it's even more shameless."

"I am already a title master, and I am still here to participate and compete for treasures with us powerful people who have entered the world."

"The martial arts of the State of Yin, no matter how strong or weak, are indeed a group of people who don't want Bilian~"

After learning that the person in front of him was the murderer who had massacred Yanxia warriors for thirty years, Lu Hua immediately gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Lu Hua, be careful~"

"You don't want to live?"

"If he wants to hear it, the three of us will probably not be able to leave."

Hearing Lu Hua's words, Kong Ming's face turned aside and he quickly stopped.

But fortunately, the Indian powerhouses such as Lei Luo were all focused on Ye Fan, and no one paid attention to their small characters.

"But, Ye Fan is afraid it's dangerous now~"

At this time, Kong Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at the lonely and thin boy in front of the cave, and a strong sense of sadness and regret suddenly arose in his heart.

Back then, Yanxia, ​​a peerless genius, fell in the hands of the Burning Heaven.
Chapter completed!