"Old Ye, Tang Hao..." After a brief reminiscing about the past, the sword saint said with red eyes and heavy words.

Ye Qingtian nodded: "I understand."

"Old Tang is a real man."

"We are proud of him!"

Ye Qingtian said in a deep voice, his palms clenched unconsciously. In his old eyes, there was sadness, anger, and even endless murderous intent.

"You and the King of Fighters have a rest first."

"Leave the rest to me."

Ye Qingtian visited the Sword Saint and others, then turned around and prepared to face the enemy.

But the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters were still a little worried: "Old Ye, they are very strong..."

"With joint efforts, the strength is comparable to the top ten title masters on the Tianlist."

He had already had a head-on confrontation with the Truman people, so their abilities were naturally understood by the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters.

Although Ye Qingtian is the strongest in Yanxia, ​​he cannot rank in the top ten in the Tianchang rankings.

Therefore, they were also worried that even if the God of War returned, they would only give the top of Yanshan Mountain one another soul.

Ye Qingtian smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are only a few people who can make me retreat."

Ye Qingtian didn't know where he came from his confidence, but he was not afraid of the top ten powers in the sky list at all.

After saying that, Ye Qingtian officially walked over and faced the Truman army alone.

"Mars!"

"It's the God of War!"

"The God of War is back."

"Hahaha..."

"Brothers, we are saved in Yanxia..."

The Yanxia warriors behind him became excited after seeing Ye Qingtian.

Tears filled my eyes, like a person in a desperate situation in his deep eyes, seeing the savior.

Some people even knelt directly on the ground to welcome Ye Qingtian's return.

After all, after so many years, Ye Qingtian has always been the highest guardian saint in Yanxia.

As long as he is there, the backbone of Yanxia martial arts will be there.

If the God of War does not fall, Yanxia martial arts will stand firm!

"So you are Ye Qingtian!"

"The No. 1 Powerful Man in Yanxia."

"No wonder, I, Truman, have so many powerful men, fallen into your hands."

"But, that's the end."

"The War God Temple is in a desperate situation. Could it be that you still naively think that with your own strength, you can defeat our great Truman army?"

Anderman smiled freely.

Then, without any nonsense, his eyebrows and eyes chilled, and he immediately gave an order.

"Form a formation!"

boom!

The majestic aura rose into the sky!

More than a dozen Truman strong men joined forces again.

The Yunyang Immortal Formation immediately burst out with the majesty of destroying the world!

With an unstoppable power, he swept towards Ye Qingtian.

"Old Ye, please dodge it!"

"This is the combined attack formation of Chumen, and it is extremely powerful."

"I joined forces with the King of Fighters and both were defeated under this formation."

"Even the top ten strong men on the Tianlist, they may not be able to compete head-on!"

Seeing that Truman actually used such a formation as soon as he came up, the Sword Saint and others were also shocked.

However, Ye Qingtian was not afraid of this combined attack formation.

The majestic face is full of heroism and domineeringness.

"You killed Ye Fan back then."

"Now, it's a disaster for me to treat Yanxia martial arts."

"Let's forget about the new and old hatreds today."

Ye Qingtian had no expression on his face, and his majestic power gathered wildly on his palm.

Bang!

The next moment, Ye Qingtian stepped on the ground and soared into the sky.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, he turned his hand on the sky and covered the earth.

A palm technique that fell from the sky took shape instantly!

"Remember, this palm is called Tianfan Palm!"

Bang!

It is like a mountain that falls from the sky.

The terrifying palm technique covered the sky and the sun, carrying the power to destroy everything, suppressed the elders below.

boom!

There is no obstacle.

It is like the autumn wind sweeping over the fallen leaves, or it is like boiling oil melting the remaining snow.

Amid the deafening sound, the combined attack formation of the Truman powerful man was shattered under his palm.
Chapter completed!