With the determination of Ye Fan's disposal plan, the enlarged meeting of the Temple of War is almost over.

The remaining issues are nothing more than reports on the development of martial arts in various places, as well as the guiding opinions of the Temple of the Martial God on the development of martial arts in various places.

In this way, the meeting lasted almost two or three hours and officially ended.

However, after the meeting, everyone did not leave, but held a dinner at the Yanshan Hotel as arranged.

At night, there seem to be some performances to watch.

“Haha~”

"Congratulations to the King of Fighters."

"I heard that you will fight against the leader of the Trumen this time and will not be at a disadvantage."

"It seems that King Mo's strength is now superb."

"It won't take long to get your ranking among the number of titles in the Yanxia ban, and you will be promoted again."

At the banquet, everyone was chatting and laughing, and they were so happy.

The title master sitting in it naturally became the object of compliment for everyone.

Especially the King of Fighters, he made a big splash at the banquet.

Many people asked about the details of King of Fighters Mo Gucheng's battle with Tang Yun, the leader of the Truman.

Mo Gucheng did not hide anything and told everyone about the scene of defeating the leader of the Tru Sect that night after polishing it.

For a moment, it caused a lot of boos.

"My God~"

"The King of Fighters is amazing."

"You can almost kill the leader of the Tru Sect?"

"In time, the top ten of the Heavenly List will definitely be on the list."

Many people were amazed.

“Hahaha~”

“Where do it.”

"At that time, the leader of the Tru Sect was injured, otherwise, I would be the only one who could compete with the strongest man on the Tianlist?"

The King of Fighters laughed.

"Why?"

"Why should you be modest, Lord King of Fighters?"

"If you are injured, then you are the leader of the Tru Sect."

"Looking at the global martial arts, you are the only one who has severely damaged the leader of the Truman Sect."

Everyone continued to compliment.

“Haha~”

The King of Fighters smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and felt like he was floating in the air for a time.

It seems like I really have the strength to defeat the Lord of Truman.

"Wake up, wake up."

"Don't blow it."

"Be careful that Tang Yun will come back after a while. Let's see how you step down."

Tang Hao next to him rolled his eyes when he saw Mo Gucheng's smug look.

"Dare they come?"

"When the time comes, I will kill one of Mo Gucheng, and kill two of them."

"How can I allow them to offend my Yanxia martial arts at will?"

Mo Gucheng said proudly, then picked up the wine and drank it in one go.

It seems that all the passion and domineeringness are turned into the wine in the glass.

Boom ~

However, just as Mo Gucheng finished his words, he heard a loud bang.

It was as if thunder exploded, and the door of the hotel in front of him was immediately split.

The moonlight outside flows into the broken doors and windows like flowing water.

At the same time, the two old figures appeared quietly in front of everyone like ghosts.

The two men were dressed in black and white robes.

Similar figures, similar faces, similar majesty.

It seems to come from the abyss hell, black and white evil spirits.

The moment they appeared, a strong wind that destroyed the world swept across the hall with a majestic power.

Under this power, the people here almost unconsciously felt a trembling from their souls.

Even Yan Buping, who ranked first in the Grandmaster list, subconsciously retreated.

The power that naturally emanates from the inside out is so terrible.

Then everyone dared not imagine how terrifying it would be if this person had taken all his strength?

At this moment, Yan Buping and others' hearts trembled, their pupils frowned, and they looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of them like looking at ghosts.

There was only one thought left in my heart.

That is, who are these two people?

"That...that's the sun pattern of floating clouds?"

"They are Truman."

"They are Truman's people!"

At this time, someone in the crowd saw the blazing clouds on the wrists of these two people, and immediately screamed in surprise.

"What?"

"Trumen's people?"

When King of Fighters Mo Gucheng heard this, he immediately changed his sarcasm.

He never expected that he had just finished bragging about his awesomeness, and the Truman people arrived.

"Old Mo, you go."

"The Truman's people are here."

"It's time for you to show off." Tang Hao next to him encouraged him.

"Get out, why don't you get on?" Mo Gucheng's eyes twitched and he cursed Tang Hao in a low voice.

Mo Gucheng is not a fool.

The power of the two people in front of you is no exaggeration to describe it as terrible.

Even the God of War himself has never brought such powerful oppression to Mo Gucheng.

As the saying goes, you can see the whole leopard by a glance.

Just from the power that radiated out of these two people, Mo Gucheng concluded that the two people in front of him were extremely powerful!

"I didn't show off." Tang Haobai said in a contemptuous manner, not without contempt.

At this moment, the two old men who suddenly appeared raised their heads.

The cold eyes swept through the eyes and looked around.

A low voice immediately sounded: "Who is the Lord of the Yanxia Martial God Temple?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned back almost at the same time, looking at the sword saint sitting high.

"I'm."

"I wonder what the two of you are trying to break into my hot summer land at night?"

"Is it because I want to apologize to Yan Xia Wudao for your sect leader's cruel behavior?" The Sword Saint slowly stood up, his eyes as if they were torched.

The cold words are filled with a bitter murderous intent and coldness.

After all, the Lord of Truman had just committed a heinous bloody crime in their hot summer land.

Now the Trumans have trespassed their dinner place without permission.

All kinds of behaviors have seriously touched the bottom line of the Sword Saint.

As the master of the Yanxia Martial God Temple, how can the Sword Saint not be angry?
To be continued...