Perhaps, now with Ye Fan’s remaining power, his words still have some prestige.

After a long time, Ye Fan's remaining power will be dispersed. At that time, Old Han, the Lord of the Dragon God Temple, will be destroyed in name only and become a decoration.

What's more, Mr. Han didn't have the heart to take charge of the Dragon Temple.

He has stayed in the Dragon Temple for so many years, completely because he has returned to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is gone, what's the point of his mastery of this Dragon God Temple?

Later, everyone tried to recommend others as the master of the Dragon Temple.

But the result is conceivable, it is difficult for anyone else to convince the people when they sit in the position of the Lord of the Dragon God Temple.

After a few days of discussion, everyone finally discovered that only Ye Fan could suppress the people in the Dragon Temple.

In desperation, the Dragon God Temple had to be temporarily disbanded.

Let’s look for Ye Fan’s corpse in secret first.

But just as Xue Renyang and others were about to leave Jiangdong and return to their respective residences, Tang Hao and others suddenly visited the Jiangdong area.

Xiang Xue Renyang and others proposed the idea of ​​incorporation.

"As long as you join the Temple of Martial God, I can guarantee that once my Yanxia martial arts is strong enough in the future, I will avenge your Dragon Lord!"

"And, to show sincerity, the quota of the Lord of the Temple of the Martial God Temple can also be given to you."

"There are any other requirements, please make it."

"Our Martial God Temple has one purpose, which is to invite you to join and work together to seek great cause."

"For this purpose, we can talk about all the rest."

Tang Hao said sincerely.

However, the powerful men from the Dragon Temple turned around and left without even looking at them.

"Everyone, stay there."

"We can talk about the conditions again..."

Tang Hao's face was full of anxiety.

At this time, Xue Renyang came over and advised Tang Hao: "Lord Tang, don't waste your energy."

"The Temple of War God cannot suppress them."

"There is only one palace master in these people's hearts, and that is Ye Fan."

"You'd better leave as soon as possible."

"They have no good feelings for your Martial God Temple in their hearts."

In the end, Tang Hao returned in vain and returned to Yanshan in vain.

But after arriving in Yanshan, Tang Hao suddenly discovered that the prosperous and majestic mountains were now full of scars.

Wherever you see, there are broken walls and ruins and ravines.

"This...this..."

"What's wrong?"

"Can that...that man comes again?"

Tang Hao and Mo Wuya were both confused.

Has the house been stolen just a few days ago?

The moment they saw this scene in front of them, the thin figure of a man sounded at the same time.

Anyway, in their impression, that guy dared to go to Yanshan to commit rashness.

"No, Chu Tianfan, haven't he already died?"

"Are you alive again?"

"Walk!"

"Wuya, go up and take a look."

Tang Hao quickly realized the seriousness of the matter and rushed to Yanshan.

call!

The wind is cold and the rocks are flying.

In front of Yanshan Hall, there is a graceful figure standing with a sword.

She bathed in divine light, like the temporary mysterious girl in the Nine Heavens.

Standing proudly in the void, terrifying and majestic, covering the world.

In front of her, the King of Fighters and the Sword Saint both had blood on their lips, their old faces were pale, and they were leaning against the stone pillars in front of the hall, and they barely stood there.

"Sword Saint, King of Fighters, are you okay?"

"What the hell is wrong?"

"Is the earthquake a good thing?"

At the foot of the mountain, Tang Hao's confusion came.

However, Tang Hao and Mo Wuya have just appeared.

Buzz!

Then I heard a sword roar, cutting through the long roar.

Then, a seven-foot long sword flew over the void, and suddenly cut through Mo Wuya's clothes and pants, and inserted it into the earth with a bang.

Mo Wuya was frightened and squatted on the ground with a plop.

His face was pale and he was breathing heavily!

The sword was inserted one inch away from him.
Chapter completed!