"How did you alarm the top leaders of China?"

"So what if you disturb Ye Qingtian?"

"If he dares to stop me, my seven-foot Qingfeng will be able to kill him?"

"Eighteen years ago, I was defeated by Ye Qingtian!"

"It just so happened that I will get back the new and old hatreds together!"

Faced with everyone's advice, Wangyuehe was full of anger and said sternly.

"Senior brother, now is not the time to act voluntarily."

"You have not achieved your swordsmanship. Now that you go to China again, even if you really meet the Chinese war god Ye Qingtian, how likely will you win?"

"What's more, it's not worth it to trigger a martial arts war between the two countries for a country kid."

The two junior brothers of Wangyuehe tried hard to persuade him.

Wangyuehe immediately clenched his palms, his eyebrows and eyes turned red: "Can I, Wangyuehe, just watching my adopted son be killed by someone, and I will not be indifferent?"

"Senior brother, we are not asking you to sit idly. Instead, there is no need for you to take action in person."

"Just a country kid, how can you use a ox knife to kill a pig?"

"Ru Yun, a strong man under my Sword God Palace, sent one of the strong man below to travel to China to kill that Xiao Xiao."

"If you come forward in person, it will have a great impact."

"What's more, now is the critical period for you to practice swordsmanship for senior brother. You have been practicing hard for several years. Now, for an unknown child in China, you can interrupt your swordsmanship, which is not worth it."

The others persuaded each other again.

The sword god Wangyuehe calmed down: "Well, now, this is all we can do."

"But, who do you think should be sent?"

However, as soon as Wangyuehe's words fell, outside the room, a middle-aged man stepped out: "Father, son Hua Yingtian, please fight!"

What?

"Yingtian, are you going?"

“No need for this.”

"Just an unknown junior, how is it worth Yingtian, you go there in person?"

"You are the first disciple of my Sword God Palace. I asked you to deal with a country child, but it was useless."

The other two palace masters shook their heads repeatedly.

But the sword god Wangyuehe nodded and agreed: "Since you want to go, then go?"

"When you return, remember to bring Ye Fan's head back to pay tribute to your brother Yinglong's soul!"

"Boy, take the order!"

Hua Yingtian immediately clasped his fists and whispered, then stood up and left, preparing to travel to China!

That night.

China, the top of Yanshan Mountain.

A majestic palace, towering.

In front of the palace, there are several large words written on a huge door plaque with dragons and phoenixes dancing: Temple of Martial God!

Yes, this is the location of the highest ruling institution of the Chinese martial arts world.

The Temple of Martial God, commands Chinese martial arts.

Internally, he is in charge of the power of Chinese warriors.

To the outside, it represents the entire Chinese martial arts world.

It can be, it is the official authority of the Chinese martial arts world.

The most powerful person in China, the God of War, Ye Qingtian, is one of the hall masters of the Temple of the God of War and the leader of the six pillars of China.

At this time, a piece of news came in from the Temple of the Martial Gods.

"At the border of China, the traces of Hua Yingtian, the disciples of the Japanese sword god, who were the Moon River, were found."

"This person has never entered our country's borders!"

"I am afraid that there is any intention to enter the country without applying today."

In the main hall, the specialist in charge of intelligence came in and immediately reported.

In front, sitting high, a man sat peacefully.
Chapter completed!