At that time, the martial arts leaders of various countries plus the three Trumen families, powerful men in the divine realm, countless titles, and almost the top martial arts forces in the world were besieging him, but they were still unable to kill him.

After two years, the deceased from that year is back again!

Oh my God!

Why isn't he dead?

Why is he still alive?

Why is he coming back?

Are you here for revenge?

Are you going to kill all the people who participated in the siege and killing of him?

I’m afraid Yanxia Martial Arts will not be spared either!

The King of Fighters, the Sword Master, and the people from Jiangbei who participated in besieging Ye Fan will probably all die!

Yanxia martial arts, no, global martial arts, I am afraid that people will be in ruins again.

At this time, Zhang Jiuling was almost paralyzed.

His legs became weak and he almost squatted on the ground in fear.

Two lines of old tears immediately flowed out.

"Mr. Zhang, don't be so excited when you see me."

"Although you and I have never met, I have been to Jiangbei a few years ago."

"Now that I think about it, that trip to Jiangbei came in a hurry and left in a hurry. It was rude of me that I didn't have time to visit Mr. Zhang."

Ye Fan smiled kindly.

If someone doesn't think of Ye Fan, seeing his face, they will probably think that he is a harmless, friendly young man who has just graduated from college.

But Zhang Jiuling knew that the man in front of him was a killer!

Hundreds of warriors from Jiangbei were buried alive by him at the bottom of the West Lake.

The Lu family, once the largest wealthy family in Jiangbei, was wiped out overnight by him!

The three pillar states above Yanshan are unable to do anything to him.

In Truman Land, this guy even killed two people in and two people out. I heard that Chu Zhengliang, the head of the Chu family, is still making ghost noises on Truman Mountain?

Such a cruel man, his smile, in Zhang Jiuling's eyes, seemed like the King of Hell was asking for his life.

"You...you..."

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Why did our Jiangbei offend you?"

"Why do you keep holding on to us Jiangbei people and won't let go!"

"It was the Lu family and Lu Hua who offended you back then. Why do you need to offend us Jiangbei people?"

Zhang Jiuling's old face turned pale and he asked in panic.

He was also feeling aggrieved.

There were so many people surrounding him back then.

But why didn't this guy go find someone else and attack them Jiangbei as soon as he showed up?

However, after asking this question, Zhang Jiuling felt that it was meaningless.

The initial panic faded a lot, and Zhang Jiuling, who was full of despair, laughed at himself: "Forget it, I won't ask anymore."

"For people in your position, who you want to kill and who you don't want to kill, who you kill first and who you kill later, it's just a thought, why do you need a reason?"

"And, to be honest, Mr. Chu, I understand you too."

"I understand why you hate Yanxia and why you want to take revenge on Yanxia Martial Arts."

"After all, my actions in Yanxia Martial Arts back then were really chilling."

"You regard your motherland as your final destination, and you try your best to abandon countless difficulties and obstacles just to return to your motherland and your hometown."

"At that time, you should have felt that as long as you returned to China, everything would be fine and everything would be safe."

"It's like a soldier fighting abroad wants to go home."

"But in the end, what awaits us is not the protection of our compatriots, but the indifference of the Martial Arts Temple, and the indifference of the Yanxia Martial Arts."

"If I were in the same situation you were in, I would probably commit suicide out of despair."

"It's so normal for you to hate Yan Xia."

"I, Zhang Jiuling, as the leader of Jiangbei martial arts, am willing to die tonight to atone for the sins of the Jiangbei warriors back then."

"But I only ask that after my death, Mr. Chu will not kill all the warriors from Jiangbei."

"At least give me the land in Jiangbei and leave a few seedlings."

"Just think of it as this, an old guy like me, begging you."

Zhang Jiuling said helplessly.

There was a bit of pleading and sadness in his low words.

At that time, all the countries outside the country surrounded Ye Fan.

Yanxia martial arts should be protected or should not be protected.

In fact, before this, there had been discussions in the domestic martial arts circles.

To this day, Zhang Jiuling still remembers that on that day, the major pillar states of the Martial Arts Temple urgently summoned martial arts leaders from dozens of provinces across the country except Jiangdong overnight to go to Yanshan to discuss matters.
Chapter completed!