"How about alerting the senior management of China?"

"What about disturbing Ye Qingtian?"

"If he dares to block me, my seven foot green peak will not be wrong with him?"

"Eighteen years ago, I was defeated by Ye Qingtian."

"Just this time, I'll take back the old and the new ones."

In the face of people's advice, Wangyue river was full of anger and said in a harsh voice.

"Now is not the time to be angry."

"You haven't finished your swordsmanship. If you go to China again, even if you really meet Ye Qingtian, the God of war in China, how much chance can you win?"

"What's more, for the sake of a child in the countryside, it's not worth the war between the two countries."

Wangyue River's two younger martial brothers, painstakingly advised.

Wangyue river immediately clenched his hand, and his eyebrows and eyes turned red: "can't I just watch my adopted son be killed and be indifferent?"

"Elder martial brother, we don't want you to sit around and ignore. Instead, you don't have to do it yourself. "

"It's just a child in the countryside. How can you kill a pig with a knife?"

"The strong men in my sword Palace are like clouds. I sent a strong man to cross China to kill that night's urine."

"If you show up in person, it will make a big difference."

"What's more, it's a critical period for you to practice sword. You've been practicing hard for several years. Now it's not worth it to stop practicing sword for the sake of an unknown child in China."

The rest tried again.

The sword God looked at the moon river and then calmed down: "well, now, that's the only way to do it."

"It's just, who do you think should be sent?"

However, just after the words of Wangyue River fell, outside the room, a middle-aged man stepped out: "father, son, Hua Yingtian, please fight!"

What?

"Yingtian, are you going?"

"It's not necessary."

"It's just a nobody. Why should you go there in person?"

"You are the first disciple of my sword god palace. If you want to deal with a child in the countryside, you are useless."

The other two palace masters shook their heads.

But the sword God looked at the moon river but nodded and agreed: "since you want to go, then go?"

"When you come back, remember to bring ye fan back. To commemorate the death of your brother Ying Long

"Boy, take orders!"

Hua Yingtian immediately hugged his fist and left, ready to cross China!

That night.

China, the top of Yanshan mountain.

A magnificent palace stands tall.

In front of the palace, on a huge door plaque, there are several big characters written on it: the temple of martial arts!

Yes, this is the place where the highest ruling body of Chinese martial arts and Taoism is located.

The temple of martial arts is the leader of Chinese martial arts.

Internally, it is the power that holds the power of Chinese martial arts.

To the outside world, it represents the whole Chinese martial arts circle.

It can be. It is the official authority of Chinese martial arts and Taoism.

Ye Qingtian, the God of war, is one of the masters of the temple of martial arts and the head of the general of the six pillars in China.

At this time, in the temple of martial arts, a message came in.

"On the border of China, we found a trace of the Japanese sword God, Wang Yuehe, and Hua Yingtian."

"This man has never entered our country!"

"I'm afraid there is any attempt to enter the country without application."

Inside the hall, the Commissioner in charge of intelligence came in and reported immediately.

In front, sitting high, there was a man sitting safely.

After hearing the report, the man replied faintly: "the disciple of Wangyue river?"