"I didn't expect such a dazzling person to end in such a way?"

"People don't have a thousand days to be happy, and flowers don't have a hundred days to be red."

Many people have mixed feelings.

But most people are just emotional. After all, they are not relatives or relatives, so naturally they will not feel sad because of irrelevant people.

Even the warriors in Yanxia's country, except for Jiangdong, there are not many warriors who feel sad, let alone the warriors outside the country?

Anyway, for these outsiders, without Chu Tianfan, there will be Liu Tianfan and Wang Tianfan in the future.

There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

It has been several days since Ye Fan fell.

The sea area where Ye Fan died from the world has long since returned to calm.

The surging waves kept rolling.

The traces of the previous war have long since been washed away.

It was as if no one had ever been there.

The sun still rises every day, and the birds still keep singing.

Ye Fan lives, lives and dies, and it seems to have no effect on this world.

Anyway, it seems that the martial arts world is much calmer than before.

Warriors from all over the world returned to their usual lives. Some were obsessed with cultivation, some were obsessed with power, and some played songs every night, dedicating their strength to the inheritance and continuation of the human race every night.

As for Truman, it started the post-war reconstruction work.

Chu Yuan, who went to hunt down the mysterious man before, returned in vain after searching for several days.

Although regretful, Chu Yuan was not too worried.

Anyway, in front of so many people, Wan Jian pierced the heart.

In this situation, unless the gods descend to earth, there is no possibility of survival.

Therefore, after searching for a long time without any results, Chu Yuan gave up searching and put his energy and time on recovering from his injuries.

"Chu Tianfan is dead, who else can stand in the way of my grand plan of Trumen in the future?"

On Trumen Mountain, there were loud laughter.

The long-suppressed ambition in Chu Yuan's heart was burning like a raging fire.

His gaze turned to Yan Xia.

In the past few days, the entire Yanxia Martial Arts has become a mess, and almost everyone is looking for the "mortal spark" that yearns for Yanxia warriors to be like dragons.

However, no results at all.

Of course, apart from this matter, the Juggernaut and the others did not forget to pay attention to the people of the Dragon Temple who are still in Jiangdong.

"These people are powerful and numerous." JrNovels.com