Chapter: 3940

The master of a sect does not know that the interests of the sect are the most important, but instead he puts his children’s personal interests above the safety of the sect. This naturally makes the disciples of these Tianshimen extremely angry and disgusted.

Now, seeing that Yueyao was about to be killed by the title of Yinguo, among these Tianshimen disciples, there were still some people who felt relieved.

She felt that Yueyao deserved to be dead, who made her unable to distinguish the seriousness and the overall situation.

I felt the mountain-like power and majestic power that came from the three titles in front of me.

Yueyao didn’t feel nervous either!

Holding Ye Fan’s hand, he clenched it even tighter.

However, she won’t let go.

Isn’t it just fighting?

If you want to fight, fight.

In short, Yueyao would not let Ye Fan face these storms alone.

However, just when everyone thought that the three titles of the Foluo Palace were going to avenge Fen Tian.

Who would have thought that the next moment, the three of them would bow at the same time, clasping their fists and bowing to Yueyao.

“I’m King Pharo…”

“My Haibu…”

“I am Bape…”

“May the celestial master Yueyao be honored as the honor of the Indian martial arts!”

“After today, I will go up and down the Foluo Palace, and only the order of Celestial Master Yueyao will follow!”

The three titled masters spoke in unison.

The words of majesty and respect resounded throughout the world.

For a time, the audience was shocked.

Everyone is stupid.

“This this..”

“What’s the situation?”

The surviving disciples of Tianshimen were stunned.

Yue Yao’s pretty face was terrified, and she was also stunned in place.

The thousands of warriors behind him were even more stunned.

Only Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back and sneered proudly.

“Palace Master, you…what are you doing?”

“She’s just a yellow-haired girl, what kind of virtue can she be, and can she lead the martial arts of our country?”

“What’s more, they killed King Yintian!”

“Palace Lord Fu Luo, think twice…”

……

“Yeah, Lord Fuluo.”

“Are you crazy?”

“Why do you worship this garbage sect?”

“Doesn’t this violate our Indian martial arts?”

….

Among the crowd, some eyes were red, full of dissatisfaction.

Bang!

These people just finished speaking.

King Foluo turned around with a palm, and directly slapped the people who were leading the noise into mud.

Between the flesh and blood, King Foluo turned his head and drank.

“I said, after today, Celestial Master Yueyao will be the highest king of martial arts in my country!”

“Whoever disagrees, die!”

King Foluo’s words were loud and clear.

For a while, the audience was silent, and no one dared to speak.

That night, Yueyao held a Celestial Master Banquet.

Inside the Temple of Heavenly Master, it is resplendent.

The tyrants from all over the world gathered together, and the three titles stood around respectfully.

The fiery red carpet stretched for kilometers, from the steps to the highest “Throne” of Tianshimen.

On both sides of the passage, there are music officials and Chinese songs, and there are thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras.

Just like this, under the attention of everyone, a woman wearing splendid gold silk and a purple-gold crown stepped on the flaming red carpet, facing everyone’s eyes, and stepped onto the highest throne.

There, Ye Fan stood proudly.

He stretched out his hand towards her.

Holding this peerless girl, she ascended to the highest position with her, and ruled the world.

“Congratulations to Celestial Master Yueyao!”

….

“Worship for Celestial Master Yueyao!”

….

The ministers worship.

The voice of respect and the words of respect converged into a stream, and in an instant, it drowned the entire hall.

“Yao’er, did you see it, this is your world.”

“After I leave, you are the king here.”

“All the ministers kneel and bow, and all the powers worship.”

“You have stood tall, and no one dares to hurt you again!”

Ye Fan stood beside Yueyao, and as far as his eyes could see, the Indian warriors surrendered and bowed.

As Ye Fan once said, he can’t protect anyone for the rest of his life.

All he could do was help them to a height.

At that time, they will no longer need anyone to protect them.

Because of themselves, they have the power to control all beings.

Ye Fan was intimidated by the three major titles of the Indian country. As long as they surrendered to Yueyao, the remaining Indian warriors would naturally be under Yueyao.