After saying that, the King of Fighters stood up and left, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Behind him, Lu Ziming and the people from Jiangbei were ashamed.

"Can't even help a young man in Jiangdong?"

Lu Ziming knelt down and cried again, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, he felt that the hatred of hundreds of people from all over the clan would never be repaid again.

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When the King of Fighters entered the Temple of Martial God, Sword Saint, Tang Hao and others were already there.

The God of War Ye Qingtian is here too.

"This group of people is really persistent."

"So many days, I'm still blocking outside."

At this moment, Tang Hao was looking through the window at the group of Jiangbei warriors at the foot of the mountain, and immediately said helplessly.

"Is there anything strange about this?"

"If your relatives and friends die and the murderer is at large, you probably won't be less obsessed than them." Mo Gucheng raised his head and said coldly.

A few words kept Tang Hao so speechless that he could not speak at all.

"You~"

"I can't communicate with you." Tang Hao was so angry that he was too lazy to argue with Mo Gucheng, so he turned his head and sat back.

"Okay, don't mention the past."

"On the Jiangbei side, my Martial God Temple will try to make up for it."

"In the next ten years, the resources of the entire Yanxia martial arts will pour into Jiangbei."

"I believe that soon, new strong men will grow up in Jiangbei." The sword saint ended the topic in a few words.

After saying this, the Sword Saint turned on the computer.

Immediately afterwards, several photos appeared on the huge display screen in front.

Although the photo was a bit blurry, it could be seen that it was a figure moving in the air at an extremely fast speed.

Moreover, there are similar one meter in the other photos.

"This is..."

"Title Master!"

"Not one yet?"

The moment he saw the photo, Mo Gucheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyebrows were full of shock.

Walking in the air is almost a sign of the title master.

The martial arts masters may also be able to take a short flight, but their strength and cultivation are simply unable to travel far away from the sky.

What's more, the scene in the photo in front of me is still a height of 100 meters.

"Well." The Sword Saint nodded, "I and the God of War also think that these people should be title masters."

"However, the photos are taken in a blur, so we can only tell that it is not our Yanxia ban. As for whom it is, further investigation is needed."

The Sword Saint said in a deep voice.

“Where is this?”

"Is it our country in the summer?"

"In other words, a large number of foreign bans have sneaked into my hot summer?"

The King of Fighters suddenly became nervous, and his expression and tone became much more serious.

A foreign titled master appeared in Yanxia, ​​and almost a considerable number of people secretly sent nuclear weapons into the border.

This is a major event that concerns the safety of the country.

How can the King of Fighters be calm?

The Sword Saint shook his head and said, "I haven't entered my Yanxia territory yet."

"These photos were taken outside the border."

"However, the shooting location is very close to my Yanxia border."

"We have to be on guard just in case."

"Yes." The King of Fighters and Tang Hao nodded in unhappy, "There are suddenly so many powerful people with titles around our country, and it should indeed be taken seriously."

"Even if we didn't come to my Yanxia, ​​we should investigate the origin and purpose of these people."

Tang Hao said solemnly.

"Let my son Wuya investigate this matter."

"It just so happens that his injuries have been healed."

"Find some work for him, experience more, and experience more."

Before the Sword Saint and the others could arrange the candidates, the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng had already pushed out his son Mo Wuya.

"Yeah, that's fine."

"This child Wuya is a good seedling. He has more experience and more opportunities."
Chapter completed!