"Brother Xiaofan, I forbid you to say these words."

"You said you would protect me forever, you are not allowed to break your promise."

"If you abandon me, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life..."

Xu Lei suddenly became excited, and she shouted stubbornly, tears streaming down her face.

Ye Fan didn't know what to say, he just sighed in his heart.

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Truman Mountain.

On a rare and well-preserved hall, Chu Yuan closed his eyes and sat quietly.

Under the main hall, Tang Xian and the other two elders bowed respectfully.

"Old door master, everything has been done according to your orders."

"All the powerhouses of my Truman family are in place!"

"The world's martial arts leaders and the martial arts leaders of various countries have also received news that they will cooperate with my Truman operation."

"However, Yanxia Martial God Palace has not expressed it for a long time."

"However, according to reports from our intelligence personnel, Yanxia is already dispatching troops and actively preparing for war."

"The Sword Master, the master of the Martial God Hall, even urgently summoned thousands of warriors from all over the country to Beijing."

"It looks like a fight to the death!"

"We have to guard against it?"

Great Elder Tang Xian was worried.

Chu Yuan frowned: "Where's the number one strong man in Yanxia, ??is there any action?"

"Back to the old sect master, Ye Qingtian, the god of war in Yanxia, ??seems to have retreated. There has been no news for a long time." Tang Xian replied.

Chu Yuan laughed immediately: "If that's the case, there's nothing to worry about. Don't worry, in the entire Martial God Palace, except for Ye Qingtian, no one else has the courage to fight against me, Trumen!"

"Let's go, the seventh day has come. It's time for the big show to begin!"

Hot summer.

Yanshan, Temple of Martial Arts.

The three titled masters of Juggernaut, King of Fighters and Haotian gathered together.

Of course, there is also the little King of Fighters who has just entered the title.

At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, the wind was bitterly cold and the sky was covered with heavy snow.

The cold wind from Siberia swept across the world like a galloping wild beast.

At this time, in the hall of the Martial God Hall, the heating has been turned on to the maximum. JrNovels.com