Japanese culture is a branch of Yanxia culture. In this country, whether it is language, writing, food, clothing, housing and transportation, all carry traces of Yanxia culture.

Thousands of years ago, when the hot summer was a prosperous unified dynasty, the island here was just a barbarian land with unrealized wisdom.

Even the martial arts of Japan were introduced from the land of the summer and evolved.

There was still only one person sitting in the hall above the high position.

With the fact that Susanumuzun was killed by Ye Fan at the time, only two people were guarding the so-called Three God Pavilion.

One is the reading of the moon, and the other is the reading of the snow.

However, since Yue Du just woke up, she still spent most of her time practicing.

After all, although the soul wakes up, it will not take a long time to restore its power to its former peak.

Therefore, Yuedu naturally rarely appears in domestic affairs.

Just when everyone was facing an irresistible enemy, the Japanese god of faith would appear.

This is why, when Wangyue River came to report several times in a row, he only saw snow on his face, but no Moon God.

"Is there something big happening in Japan today?"

Sitting high, Xue Zhaoshen wore a long skirt, and his delicate pretty face was full of majesty.

"Reporting to the Lord Xuezhao, the Japanese martial arts have been peaceful recently and there has been no major turmoil."

"But some time ago, something big happened internationally."

"Hundreds of strong men from all countries were brutally slaughtered."

"It is said that there are no less than three titled masters participating in the war!"

Watching the Moon River reports in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Xuezhao frowned and said, "Oh, there is still this? Tell me carefully."

During the last trip to America, Japanese martial arts did not send anyone to participate.

However, the God of Xuezhao has always been in simplicity, focusing on martial arts practice, but he has no idea about external affairs.

Soon, Wangyue River simply repeated the changes that happened in the world's martial arts world recently to Xuezhao.

At first, the snow was very calm.

However, when he heard Yanxia and announced the fall of the genius grandmaster Ye Fan, Xue Zhao's expression changed slightly.

"Who is this Ye Fan?"

"When is the hot summer? Another ban on the account?"

Wangyuehe shook his head: "I don't know this either."

"Before, I thought about sending someone to investigate."

"But now, since Ye Fan has fallen, I don't think there is any need to check it out."

After a brief report, Wangyue River left.

But Xuezhao has always been worried about Ye Fan's name.

She always felt that this name was a bit familiar.

"When the moon god comes out of seclusion, ask her."

"She has been in the hot summer for a while, and maybe she has heard of this person."

Xue Zhao thought to herself secretly.

A few days later, the moon god who had been practicing hard behind closed doors finally left the practice room.

When Xue Zhao saw the moon god coming out of seclusion, she asked her about this.

"What did you say?"

"Ye Fan fell?"

However, what Ling Xuezhao didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, Xuezhao, who had always been cold and unrestrained, had a drastic expression.

The temperature here suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Chapter completed!