What's more, Anderman has always wanted to take another step forward in The Truman , and this time, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to make a contribution.

How could he let his dream of establishing a successful career fall by the wayside just because of Ye Qingtian?

"The Truman Three Wonders!"

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"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Sword!"

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Soon, under Anderman's call, Truman's people began to besiege Ye Qingtian.

The terrifying attacks gathered together like a torrent, and they all flew towards Ye Qingtian.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Ye Qingtian stood proudly in Tianhe, without fear or fear.

The figure in white clothes is like a small boat in the vast sea.

No matter how violent the storm, he remains motionless!

"You crazy thieves are disrupting our hot summer and harming our people."

"Today, I, Ye Qingtian, will use your blood to pay homage to the heroes who died in the hot summer!"

"At the same time, I also want you to know that those who offend me in the hot summer will be punished no matter how far away they are!"

Amidst the roaring roar, endless power once again gathered towards Ye Qingtian's hands.

The explosive power gathered on Ye Qingtian's fingertips, sweeping like a violent current.

Almost instantly, a palm print covering the sky took shape again!

"Heavenly Divine Palm!"

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"Heavenly Divine Palm!"

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Ye Qingtian fired several palms in succession.

That terrifying palm print swept across all directions with the power of destroying the world.

Under the layers of palm prints, the attacks from Anderman and others were instantly shattered like pebbles hitting a stone.

"What?"

Everyone in Truman was shocked.

However, before they could panic for a moment, the remaining majesty of the sky-covering giant palm had already swept over them.

Poof!

Pfft...

On the mountain of Yanshan, all the strong men of the Chu Clan were seriously injured.

The weak ones were suppressed by the palm prints on the spot and disappeared into ashes.

And the powerful ones were all seriously injured, vomiting blood, and fell towards the foot of Yanshan Mountain like cannonballs.

Phew~

The strong wind swept through the sand, and the gravel cut through the fallen leaves.

Yanshan, which was originally bustling with people strolling around, suddenly became empty.

Those Chumen who were beaten to the foot of the Martial Temple either lost their lives or were beaten to the foot of Yanshan Mountain.

The entire top of Yanshan Mountain returned to peace.

Between the Tianhe River, Ye Qingtian was dressed in white and standing.

Behind him, all the surviving warriors in Yanxia were stunned.

They were dumbfounded, and everyone stared at the man who was showing off his power like an idol.

At the end, the Yanxia warriors all knelt down and shouted loudly for the might of the God of War.

At this moment, Ye Qingtian's status in the hearts of Yanxia people has undoubtedly risen again.

He truly became the savior in the hearts of the Chinese people.

After sweeping through the strong men of Chumen, Ye Qingtian returned again to visit the Sword Master and others about their injuries.

"Old...Old Ye, you...how did you do it?"

"How come your strength has improved so much?"

The King of Fighters and the Sword Master didn't care about their injuries, they only cared about the reason for Ye Qingtian's rapid improvement in strength.

Ye Qingtian's expression dimmed for a moment: "I think you two don't want to know the reason."

"Why don't you want to know? We definitely do, Lao Ye, tell me!" The King of Fighters was anxious. He had been trapped in a bottleneck for a long time. If he could get inspiration from Lao Ye, then he would undoubtedly have hope for a breakthrough.

Ye Qingtian was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's Ye Fan. Before Ye Fan entered Truman, he gave me guidance and inspiration on martial arts, and taught me unparalleled martial arts."

"If it weren't for him, my cultivation would still be stagnant, and I wouldn't be able to stop Chumen's offensive today."

Ye Qingtian said expressionlessly.

The Sword Master and the King of Fighters were both stunned.

The excited expression before quickly dimmed.

Inside, there is undoubtedly a mixture of emotions.

"Is...is it him?"

"But...but how is this possible? Then Ye Fan is just a rising star. He has only been practicing martial arts for a few years. How can he have a deeper understanding of martial arts than us old masters?" The King of Fighters felt unbelievable.

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Chapter completed!