It has been several days since Ye Fan fell.

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

The surging waves kept rolling.

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

It's as if no one has ever been here.

The sun still rises every day, and the birds still chirp.

Ye Fan lives and dies, and seems to have no impact on the world.

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

Warriors from all over the world have resumed their usual lives again. Some are obsessed with cultivation, some are addicted to power, and some sing and sing every night, dedicating their strength to the inheritance and continuation of the human race every night.

As for Truman, he began the post-war reconstruction work.

Chu Yuan, who had gone to hunt down the mysterious man, finally returned without success after searching for him for several days.

Although he had regrets, Chu Yuan was not too worried.

Anyway, in front of so many people, ten thousand swords pierce the heart.

In this situation, unless a god comes down to earth, there will be no chance of survival.

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

"Chu Tianfan is dead, who else can stop Chumen's grand plan in the future?"

On Truman Mountain, there is laughter.

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

My eyes turn to the hot summer.

In the past few days, the entire Yanxia martial arts has been in chaos, and almost everyone is looking for the "mortal spark" that desires Yanxia warriors to be like dragons.

However, there was no result at all.

Of course, in addition to this matter, the Sword Master and others also did not forget to pay attention to the people of the Dragon Temple who were still in the land of Jiangdong.

"These people are powerful and numerous."

"It is an extremely terrifying force."

"Now that Chu Tianfan has fallen, the people in the Dragon Temple are leaderless."

"Uncle Sword Saint, at this time, we can win them over and incorporate them into our Martial Arts Temple."

"With the addition of this group of forces, the overall strength of our Yanxia Martial Arts will reach a higher level by then."

"Perhaps, you can have the ability to compete with Truman!"

When talking about the strong men of the Dragon Temple, Little Boxing King Mo Wuya suggested.

When the Sword Master and the others heard this, they were suddenly enlightened.

"What a great idea!"

"Now our Yanxia Martial Arts is at the right time to employ people."

"Chu Tianfan died, and the senior Fanchen who we had high hopes for disappeared again."

"In this turbulent time, if these people join us, our Yanxia martial arts strength will definitely increase greatly!"

Just do it.

The Sword Master immediately decided that Tang Hao and Mo Wuya would come forward to go to Jiangdong to contact the people of Dragon Temple.

"Tang Hao, I'll leave this matter to you."

"As long as they are willing to join my Martial Arts Temple and be absorbed by my Yanxia Martial Arts, we can agree to any request they have!"

"Even if we are the master of the Martial Arts Temple, we can allocate a quota to them."

"Remember, you must show utmost sincerity."

Before leaving, the sword master gave special instructions.

"good!"

Tang Hao immediately agreed, and then took the gift and headed to Jiangdong to meet the people of Dragon Temple.

At this time, after discussion, the Dragon Temple finally decided to temporarily disband.

Originally, everyone wanted to elect Mr. Han to take over as the leader of the Dragon Temple.

But Mr. Han refused.

Mr. Han is not modest, but he knows that he does not have that ability.

How could he hold the sword of Dragon Temple if he didn't have the strength to bind a chicken?

In the past, Mr. Han was the general manager of the Dragon Temple, responsible for uploading and distributing information.

Everyone in the Dragon Temple obeyed.

However, Mr. Han knew very well that these people were not following her, but Ye Fan.

It was with Ye Fan's powerful strength that Mr. Han was able to suppress these dragons and tigers.

Now that Ye Fan has fallen, it is impossible for him to be able to control this group of people if he is put in power as a person who is not knowledgeable in martial arts.

Perhaps, now relying on Ye Fan's remaining power, his words still have some prestige.

As time goes by, Ye Fan's remaining power is gone, and then Mr. Han, the master of the Dragon Temple, will exist in name only and become nothing more than a decoration.

What's more, Mr. Han has no intention of taking charge of the Dragon Temple.

For so many years, he stayed in the Dragon Temple entirely because he wanted to repay Ye Fan.

If Ye Fan is gone, what's the point of controlling the Dragon Temple?

Later, everyone tried to nominate someone else to be the leader of the Dragon Temple.

But the result can be imagined. Anyone left sitting in the position of the leader of the Dragon Temple will have difficulty convincing the public.

After several days of discussion, everyone finally discovered that only Ye Fan could control the group of people in the Dragon Temple.

In desperation, the Dragon Temple had to be temporarily disbanded.

Let’s look for Ye Fan’s body in secret first.

But just when Xue Renyang and others were preparing to leave Jiangdong and return to their respective residences, Tang Hao and others suddenly visited Jiangdong.

He proposed the idea of ​​inclusion to Xue Renyang and others.

"As long as you join the Martial Arts Temple, I can guarantee that once I, Yanxia Martial Arts, am strong enough in the future, I will avenge your dragon master!"

"And, to show our sincerity, I can also allocate one of my quotas for the master of the Martial Arts Temple to you."

"If you have any other requests, feel free to make them."

"As for the Martial Arts Temple, we have one purpose, which is to invite you to join us and work together for a great cause."

"For this purpose, we can discuss all other aspects."

Tang Hao said sincerely.

However, the powerful men from the Dragon Temple did not even look at them, and turned around and left.

"Everyone, please stay."

"We can discuss the conditions again..."

Tang Hao's face was full of anxiety.

At this time, Xue Renyang came over and advised Tang Hao: "Palace Master Tang, don't waste your efforts."

"The Temple of Martial Arts cannot suppress them."

"These people have only one palace master in their hearts, and that is Ye Fan."

"You'd better leave as soon as possible."

"In their hearts, they have no good impression of your Martial God Temple."

In the end, Tang Hao returned without success and returned to Yanshan in disgrace.

But after arriving at Yanshan, Tang Hao suddenly discovered that the formerly prosperous and majestic mountains were now covered in devastation.

As far as the eye can see, there are broken walls and ruins, and crisscrossed ravines.

"This...this..."

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that...that man is here to kill again?"

Tang Hao and Mo Wuya were both stunned.

You've only been away for a few days and your home has been robbed?
To be continued...