Chapter: 4060

“But now that the enemy is present, how can we fight infighting?”

“Have grudges and grievances, I’ll report them later!”

“Did you hear me?”

The swordsman’s words were full of anger, and he directly gave orders to Zhang Jiuling.

The swordsman thought that he would hear Zhang Jiuling’s terrified explanation next.

However, to the surprise of Juggernaut, Zhang Jiuling did not show any fear in the face of his reprimand.

On the contrary, in a very solemn tone, he said neither humble nor arrogant: “Is Your Excellency the Master Sword Saint of the Martial God Temple?”

“I’m answering your call tonight, just to let you know.”

“Immediately, I, Jiangbei Martial Arts, are officially merged into Jiangdong Martial Arts, and I will no longer respect the Martial God Temple as the main body, and will no longer be ordered by the Martial God Temple!”

“I hope to know.”

Zhang Jiuling’s majestic and serious voice sounded quietly.

The sound was not loud, but when it fell into the ears of the Sword Saint, it exploded like thunder.

“Zhang Jiuling, do you… do you know what you’re talking about?”

“Do you dare to take responsibility for what you just said?”

The swordsman’s trembling voice was full of anger.

Perhaps it was because his emotions were too excited that the Juggernaut’s always dignified and calm face became poignant at this moment.

If it weren’t for the distance of thousands of miles, it is estimated that the sword saint would have pierced Zhang Jiuling’s heart with a sword.

“Hahaha…”

“Responsible?”

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Jiuling suddenly burst out laughing.

“Who is responsible for?”

“Responsible for your Sword Saint? Or for your Martial God Temple?”

“You and your compatriots can betray you, and you can’t even protect the people of your country. Why should I, Jiangbei Martial Arts, be responsible for you?”

“Master of the Sword Temple, we have an old saying in Yan Xia.”

“Those who have attained the Tao will be helped more, and those who have lost the Tao will have little to live.”

“Back then, the unparalleled title of Chu Tianfan was surrounded and killed by the Chumen outside the country, but you, the leaders of the Yanxia Martial Arts and the hall masters of the Martial God Temple, were indifferent and watched as I was forced to commit suicide on the first day of the hot summer!”

“From that moment on, I knew that you, the Sword Master and the King of Fighters, would lose their hearts!”

“The Temple of the Martial God is destined to be destroyed by the hands of you!”

Zhang Jiuling’s voice was fierce, and the cold laughter was full of irony and disappointment at the Martial God Temple.

In the past, he respected the Temple of Martial Arts and regarded the Sword Saint and others as idols and beliefs in his heart.

But ever since the Battle of the East China Sea, the Martial God Temple sat and watched as his country compatriots were forced to commit suicide, Zhang Jiuling’s heart was completely cold.

I just feel that the faith has collapsed!

If a country’s highest martial arts organization cannot protect the people of this country.

So, what is the difference between respecting it and respecting it again?

Therefore, after the Chumen army was approaching the hot summer, after the Yanshan Wushen Temple called on the warriors of the whole country to swear to guard the Wushen Temple, Zhang Jiuling decided to lead the Jiangbei warriors to Jiangdong after discussing with Lu Ziming.

Together with Jiangdong warriors, we will defend Ye Fan’s hometown and the last pure land of Yanxia martial arts.

As for the Martial God Temple, Zhang Jiuling and the others have already seen that the situation is over.

Destruction is inevitable.

After all, even Ye Qingtian, the god of war, has withdrawn from the Martial God Temple.

The current Yanshan, relying only on the three titles of the King of Fighters, the Juggernaut, and the Grandmaster of Clear Sky, is absolutely impossible to resist the steel torrent of Chumen.

Therefore, if you go to Yanshan to defend yourself, you will surely die.

The last hope of Yanxia Martial Arts lies in Jiangdong.

The hot summer warrior, the last way of life, is also in Jiangdong!

“You are arrogant!”

“How dare you speak to me like that?”

“You are treason, you are a sinner of the country, and you, Zhang Jiuling, will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.” The Sword Saint scolded angrily.

“enough!”

“Juggernaut, up to now, do you still think that your Martial God Temple can represent the country, the Yan Xia, and the hundreds of millions of subjects?”

“If you say betrayal, what I betrayed was only your Sword Saint, only the Martial God Temple.”

“Do you deserve to say I betrayed the country?”

“If you say the country’s sinners, you and the King of Fighters are the ones.”

“If it wasn’t for the fact that you didn’t save me at first, how could I, Yan Xia Martial Dao, have fallen to this point?”

Zhang Jiuling poured out all the anger that had been hidden in his heart for a long time at this moment.

A few words, but they were said with sonorous force, like the sound of gold and stone.