However, when Ye Fan went to Fenghai, the aftermath of the West Lake tragedy that occurred in Jiangbei still did not completely dissipate.

Every day, outside the Martial God Temple on the top of Yanshan Mountain, a large number of Yanxia warriors protested and marched. They asked the Martial God Temple to bring Ye Fan to justice and give justice to the dead Yanxia strong men in Jiangbei.

However, this kind of protest was actually destined to end in vain from the beginning.

Whether it is for a country or a nation, everything is about interests.

When efforts outweigh the gains, the country will naturally not do it.

Just like this time when Ye Fan was dealt with, perhaps the Temple of the Martial God can kill Ye Fan.

But, is this worth it?

The answer is obvious.

Even if Ye Fan is wrong, even if the Temple of the Martial Gods put all his efforts into getting rid of Ye Fan, those dead Yanxia strong men will not be resurrected.

So, for the overall situation, the ending today is undoubtedly the best.

What's more, Ye Fan's killing in Jiangbei was also a cause.

In this case, it is naturally even more impossible for the Temple of the Martial God to capture and kill Ye Fan at all costs.

Many people can actually figure out these things.

However, the people in Jiangbei were unwilling to accept it. Their relatives and friends died tragically, so how could Ye Fan be spared?

Especially Lu Ziming, who was the most wealthy family in Jiangbei, had a clan population of hundreds, and now he survived alone.

At this time, Lu Ziming wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces.

But these people were resentful and they knew that with Ye Fan's strength, even if they were the warriors in Jiangdong, they were not the enemy of Ye Fan's move.

So, what they can do now is to force the public opinion and put pressure on the Temple of War.

Let the God of War and others capture Ye Fan.

However, people like Lu Ziming obviously overestimated their influence.

In the face of absolute strength, what does the so-called public opinion count?

Just like the King of Fighters, he also wanted to follow the public's wishes and kill Ye Fan.

But it's useless. The King of Fighters knows his strength and can at most a draw with Ye Fan.

It is difficult to defeat the master, but it is difficult to kill the master.

Not to mention, the King of Fighters may not even be able to defeat Ye Fan.

"Mr. King of Fighters, Ye Fan deserves to die~"

"Please, please advise the Sword Saint and others again..."

At this time, the King of Fighters was wearing a gray robe and walked right under Yanshan Mountain.

After seeing King of Fighters Mo Gucheng, Lu Ziming and others surrounded him like people who fell into the water and saw a life-saving straw.

The last time, the Lu family was able to pick up Lu Hua from the martial arts court because they relied on the energy of the King of Fighters.

Therefore, this time Lu Ziming naturally put more hope on Mo Gucheng.

After all, Lu Ziming also knew the grudge between Mo Gucheng and Ye Fan very well.

Ye Fan not only snatched the title of King of Fighters' son, but also slapped King of Fighters in front of everyone.

Even fools can guess that in the Temple of War God, if you say that you want to kill Ye Fan the most, then the King of Fighters Mo Gucheng.

However, in the face of the requests from Jiangdong people such as Lu Ziming, Mo Gucheng had no expression on his face.

He just glanced at them indifferently, and then walked forward without looking back, ignoring them.

"Mr. King of Fighters~"

"Mr. King of Fighters, please help us Jiangbei again because of my father's friendship with you for many years~"

Lu Ziming was unwilling to give up and was still begging.

The King of Fighters suddenly stopped, and his back was facing everyone. The cold wind lifted his clothes and roared in the wind.

After a brief silence, Mo Gucheng's low voice slowly rang.

"I advise you, I will all die of that heart."

"The things that the Temple of the Martial God has decided, no matter how much public opinion you have, it cannot be changed."

"Go back as soon as possible. Staying here is just a waste of time."

After saying that, the King of Fighters stood up and left, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Behind him, Lu Ziming and the people from Jiangbei were ashamed.

"Can't even help a young man in Jiangdong?"

Lu Ziming knelt down and cried again, looking up at the sky.

At this moment, he felt that the hatred of hundreds of people from all over the clan would never be repaid again.

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When the King of Fighters entered the Temple of Martial God, Sword Saint, Tang Hao and others were already there.

The God of War Ye Qingtian is here too.

"This group of people is really persistent."

"So many days, I'm still blocking outside."

At this moment, Tang Hao was looking through the window at the group of Jiangbei warriors at the foot of the mountain, and said helplessly.

"Is there anything strange about this?"

"If your relatives and friends die and the murderer is at large, you probably won't be less obsessed than them." Mo Gucheng raised his head and said coldly.

A few words kept Tang Hao so speechless that he could not speak at all.

"You~"

"I can't communicate with you." Tang Hao was so angry that he was too lazy to argue with Mo Gucheng, so he turned his head and sat back.

"Okay, don't mention the past."

"On the Jiangbei side, my Martial God Temple will try to make up for it."

"In the next ten years, the resources of the entire Yanxia martial arts will pour into Jiangbei."

"I believe that soon, new strong men will grow up in Jiangbei." The sword saint ended the topic in a few words.

After saying this, the Sword Saint turned on the computer.

Immediately afterwards, several photos appeared on the huge display screen in front.

Although the photo was a bit blurry, it could be seen that it was a figure moving in the air at an extremely fast speed.

Moreover, there are similar one meter in the other photos.

"This is..."

"Title Master!"

"Not one yet?"

The moment he saw the photo, Mo Gucheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyebrows were full of shock.

Walking in the air is almost a sign of the title master.

The martial arts masters may also be able to take a short flight, but their strength and cultivation are simply unable to travel far away from the sky.

What's more, the scene in the photo in front of me is still a height of 100 meters.

"Well." The Sword Saint nodded, "I and the God of War also think that these people should be title masters."

"However, the photos are taken in a blur, so we can only tell that it is not our Yanxia ban. As for whom it is, further investigation is needed."

The Sword Saint said in a deep voice.

“Where is this?”

"Is it our country in the summer?"

"In other words, a large number of foreign banned accounts have sneaked into my hot summer?"

The King of Fighters suddenly became nervous, and his expression and tone became much more serious.

A foreign titled master appeared in Yanxia, ​​and almost a few people secretly sent nuclear weapons into the border.

This is a major event that concerns the safety of the country.

How can the King of Fighters be calm?

The Sword Saint shook his head and said, "I haven't entered my Yanxia territory yet."

"These photos were taken outside the border."
To be continued...