"Come here, take Lu Hua to the martial arts court for me and wait for execution!"

In anger, the God of War immediately ordered Lu Hua to be captured and sent directly to the Martial Arts Court, waiting for the Martial Arts Judgment.

When Lu Hua heard this, he felt desperate.

“No~”

"don't want."

"I don't want to go to the martial arts court."

"Father, save me, save me~"

Lu Hua roared at the top of his lungs, tears falling like rain.

There was a rich sense of panic and horror among the eyebrows.

But, no matter how he cried, what's the point?

He was eventually forcibly taken away by the staff of the Temple of War.

"God of War, I beg you to let me go~"

"We are all victims and relatives of Grandmaster Qingyun."

"Your Martial God Temple should protect us~"

"Why, why should I catch my son?"

"He is the only seed of our Lu family~"

Lu Ziming knelt down on the ground and begged for the God of War.

Before this, Lu Ziming thought that as long as they escaped to the Temple of the Martial God, everything would be safe.

However, he never dreamed that this would be the end?

"I still have the face to ask what I am?"

"You know the reason!"

"You and others dare to covet murderous relatives of the titled Grandmaster?"

"You are responsible for the ending of the Lu family today, and you can't blame others!"

The God of War snorted coldly, then left without paying attention to the people from the Lu family.

After that, there was nothing to say overnight.

But the next day, the four pillar countries including Yanshan Top, Sword Saint, and King of Fighters gathered together again to discuss how to deal with Lu Hua and Ye Fan.

Of course, in the eyes of the Temple of War, it doesn’t matter how Lu Hua deals with it.

What makes the Temple of War the most embarrassing now is the treatment of Ye Fan.

"Sword Saint, Ye Fan must not let go of this lightly!"

"Even if everything he did was made for a reason, it was not the reason why he killed the hundreds of martial arts powerhouses."

"Now, the families of the deceased have come to the Temple of War."

"I ask our Martial God Temple to severely punish Ye Fan so as to give their dead relatives justice."

"We in the Temple of War must always express this matter."

"Otherwise, wouldn't the Yanxia warrior be disappointed?"

In the hall, the King of Fighters said sternly, with a strong chill surging in his words.

Although it had been a night, the redness and swelling on King of Fighters' face did not completely dissipate, but instead felt a little hot and painful.

The palm that Ye Fan stuck on the King of Fighters' face last night was definitely not light.

It was so painful that night.

This undoubtedly aggravated the King of Fighters' hatred for Ye Fan.

If it weren't for the God of War and others who stopped him, he would have gone to Jiangdong and cut the stinky brat off the knife.

After so many years, the King of Fighters has not suffered such a great humiliation.

However, as soon as the King of Fighters finished saying this, Tang Hao, who was standing beside him, explained to Ye Fan: "The King of Fighters, you can't blame Ye Fan for this matter."

"It was the member of the Lu family who first conspired to murder his relatives."

"As for those martial arts powerhouses, they were also killed by Ye Fan when they surrounded and killed Ye Fan."

"To this extent, Ye Fan can only be considered as self-defense."

"You can't let him stand there and let others cut and kill him?"

"So, I think Ye Fan is no wonder."

"All nonsense!" The King of Fighters retorted sternly, "You died tragically with more than one hundred lives, and you actually said it had nothing to do with him?"

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, did your conscience be eaten by a dog?"

"The naked facts are here. Are you still covering Ye Fan and talking to that brat?"

The King of Fighters was extremely angry, and his low roar only exploded like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

"Mo Gucheng, pay attention to your tone!"

"If you talk to me like this, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Tang Hao was also a little angry.

After all, Mo Gucheng's words were too ugly, and he almost pointed at his nose and cursed.

If it weren't for seeing Mo Gucheng being slapped by Ye Fan last night, he looked a little pitiful. Otherwise, Tang Hao would have turned against him.

"Why, do you want to fight me?"

"It seems that my King of Fighters has not shown his power for too long. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

"That junior insulted me last night, and today, you, Tang Hao, want to insult me ​​too?"

"Okay, then come!"

Mo Gucheng has been suppressed for too long.

At this time, he was like a powder barrel, and he was burning at a glance.

Now that Tang Hao had just said a few words, Mo Gucheng was blown up and threatened to fight Tang Hao.

"Okay!"

"Doesn't it be messy enough?"

The Sword Saint shouted softly and immediately stopped the farce.

Then, the Sword Saint looked at Ye Qingtian again and asked in a deep voice: "God of War, what do you think you should do about this?"

"What should Ye Fan do about it?"

Ye Qingtian said coldly with expressionless face: "You should deal with him like this, you will decide for yourself."

"But Sword Saint, I will only say one thing. If you live in the position of the Lord of the Martial God Temple, you must think about the consequences when doing anything."

"Ye Fan is in the Americas and can survive even if he is surrounded by two titled masters. It is enough to show how powerful this young man is."

"Don't forget, Fen Tian's strength is still above you?"

"Think about it."

"In addition, I will not participate in any actions you have against Ye Fan."

"I am ashamed of him."

"If I hadn't invited him to America, there would probably have been so many things."

Ye Qingtian sighed.

At this time, a trace of guilt and regret appeared rarely in this powerful man's heart.

From a certain perspective, everything started because of him.

If she had not invited Ye Fan out of the mountain, or if he had protected Ye Fan's family when Ye Fan was away, he probably wouldn't have caused such a disaster.

It is precisely because of this guilt that the God of War retreated against Ye Fan again and again.

Even though Ye Fan used rough means to enter the Temple of Martial God last night, seriously offending and desecrating the power of the Temple of Martial God, the God of War still let him go safely.

After saying this, the God of War turned around and left here.

He no longer needs to participate in the discussions in the following way.

Seeing that Ye Qingtian had no longer cared about this matter, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng was undoubtedly overjoyed: "Sword Saint, please give an order."

"The God of War has no longer cared about it."

"As long as you don't have the protection of the God of War, killing this junior is a matter of vain?"

The King of Fighters was eager to try and couldn't help but take action.

However, just as the King of Fighters was full of expectations and was waiting for the Sword Saint to give the order.

Who would have thought that the Sword Saint shook his head: "Forget it, give him a chance."

What?

"Sword Saint, why are you?"

When the King of Fighters heard this, he immediately widened his eyes and thought he had heard it wrong.

He never expected that the Sword Saint would compromise with the boy.

"Sword Saint, you must not just let it go!"

"Otherwise, this brat would think that my Martial God Temple is afraid of him. In the future, he will have to be even more lawless and do whatever he wants in Yanxia?"
Chapter completed!