Chapter: 3710

Now, the information that Ye Fan is still alive, the martial arts world probably knows only the two of them.

The Martial God Temple was also completely kept in the dark.

Lu Ziming and Zhang Jiuling, as Yanxia martial artists, are indeed responsible and obligated to report this situation to the Martial God Temple.

However, Zhang Jiuling was hesitant.

“You said, if the Martial God Temple learned that Ye Fan was still alive, how would he react?”

Lu Ziming thought for a while: “It’s hard to say. Maybe he will strengthen his guard, or he may take the initiative to apologize.”

“What else?” Zhang Jiuling asked again.

Lu Ziming was stunned for a moment: “Is it possible that the Martial God Temple will send someone to kill Chu Tianfan, and it is better to strike first?”

Zhang Jiuling shook his head: “If it were me, I would release the news that Ye Fan is still alive.”

“At that time, there is no need for the Martial God Temple to do it yourself.”

“The strong Chumen, as well as all those who participated in the besieging and killing of Chu Tianfan that year, will send killers to sneak into Jiangbei to hunt Chu Tianfan.”

“Also, Chu Tianfan is retreating.”

“This is the perfect opportunity to strike.”

“At that time, our land in Jiangbei will probably be really uneasy.”

“It would be fine if Chu Tianfan was killed.”

“But if you’re not killed, you and I probably won’t have a way out.”

“What’s more, Chu Tianfan still has kindness to me in Yanxia Martial Arts. It’s not my Zhang Jiuling’s style to repay the kindness and revenge.”

Zhang Jiuling’s low voice sounded slowly.

Lu Ziming’s face immediately turned ugly.

“I don’t think the Temple of the Martial God would do such a thing.”

“What Chu Tianfan said, we are also from Yanxia.”

“Furthermore, I haven’t publicly challenged the Martial God Temple as an enemy.”

Lu Ziming was still a little reluctant to believe that Martial God Temple would use the means of borrowing a knife to kill Ye Fan.

Zhang Jiuling shook his head and said, “The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit.”

“For the sake of profit, what can’t the Martial God Temple do?” “Especially when dealing with Chu Tianfan, the Martial God Temple will definitely not show any affection.”

“So old man, what do you mean, let’s not talk about it? Then if Chu Tianfan breaks through and kills Yanshan, then our Yanxia martial arts will really be finished.” Lu Ziming obviously still has a sense of responsibility for the family and country in his heart.

After all, the Martial God Temple is the orthodox representative of Yanxia Martial Arts, and they naturally don’t want the Sword Saints to die in Ye Fan’s hands.

Zhang Jiuling sighed: “Otherwise, let’s remind them politely. Let them make some preparations earlier.”

After making a decision, Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming made an anonymous call to the Temple of the Martial God.

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Yanshan.

Since the God of War withdrew, the current Martial God Temple, compared with the past, is undoubtedly deserted.

In particular, the Juggernaut has become a lot more reticent, and the Juggernaut rarely intervenes in many matters of Yanxia Martial Arts.

Only on some important matters will some opinions be expressed.

Therefore, in the current Martial God Temple, almost all matters, big or small, are managed by the King of Fighters and their sons.

But this night, the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng seemed to have received some information, and summoned the Juggernaut and Tang Hao for a meeting overnight.

“Juggernaut, Tang Hao, I just got the information.”

“I found traces of the activities of the strong Trumen in all the provinces in the south of the hot summer.”

“Moreover, I also received reliable information that there has been a large-scale mobilization of powerhouses in the Chumen Mountains in recent months.”

“The strong Trumen outsiders are all madly gathering towards the Chumen Mountain.”

“All signs have indicated that Truman is about to start.”

“Moreover, there is a great possibility that the first battle of Truman’s domination of the world will be my Yanxia martial arts!”

Mo Gucheng’s expression was solemn, and his low voice sounded slowly in this dark night.

Tang Hao and Juggernaut, who heard this message, were not too surprised.

Just like what Ye Qingtian said when he quit the Martial God Temple, it will be a matter of time before the Chumen soldiers come to the hot summer and unify the martial arts of the world.

If it weren’t for the appearance of a dragon-headed man in the past two years, which disrupted the layout and rhythm of Chumen, it is estimated that this day would have come long ago.