"It's only a day's work. How could this happen?"

"Where is he Chen?"

"Let he Chen answer the phone?"

"I want to know, what happened?"

The boxer looked gloomy and said anxiously.

"He Chen?"

"You mean master hechen?"

"I didn't see him?" Zhang Jiuling replied.

"What about the others at the scene?"

"Find someone at the scene and ask about the situation."

"Why is this good title feast like this?" The boxer emperor was anxious again.

Zhang Jiuling was silent for a moment, then said: "the champion, now... The scene is afraid that there is no one."

"Even the island in the middle of the lake, where the title banquet was held, is gone."

What?

Hearing this, Mo Gucheng is no longer calm.

He stares at his eyes and his pupils shrink.

A pair of old eyes, but stare huge!

"You, you mean, everybody, was killed?"

Think of here, is the boxer himself, also feel a shiver, spine health cold.

Who?

Who is it?

Can it be that the powerful people of Chumen came to attack and set off a military and Taoist war against the hot summer?

At this time, the boxer knew that the situation was serious.

He realized that it was no longer his own decision.

Therefore, he immediately found the swordsman and Tang Hao and told him about it.

"What do you say?"

"Master Qingyun is dead?"

"Killed at the title feast?"

"Is it serious?"

The swordsman and Tang Hao both trembled when they heard the words.

"It should be true."

"Jiangbei has sent me the live video data."

"You can have a look."

While speaking, Mo Gucheng, the boxer emperor, projected a video and image onto the screen in front of him.

In the video, first is the huge ruins of Lvjia manor.

Then, there is the red water of the West Lake. Floating flesh and blood can be seen above.

Of course, there is also LV Songliang's body with reluctance and fear.

Silence ~

a long silence.

In the hall, elegant and silent.

Only the sword master and others with a heavy breath echoed.

After a long time, the swordsman broke the silence here.

"Do you think it's from Truman?" The sword master's eyebrows and eyes were deep and said in a deep voice.

In his words, he suppressed his anger.

Bang ~

at this time, there was a roar.

The king of fist clapped his hands and the tables and chairs in front of him were smashed.

"Not Truman, who else can it be?"

"If you look around the world, it's Truman who dares to be so arrogant. In the land of China in the hot summer, kill the strong men of our countries and slay my title masters

"It's tolerable, which can't be tolerated."

"This is not a good thing to do. We must let Chu men pay for their blood debts."

The boxer was so angry that his voice was like a thunderbolt.

One side of Tang Hao, the palm is no doubt also abruptly clenched.

In the eyes and eyebrows, the fire is high!

Obviously, Truman's actions have seriously touched their bottom line.

Even Tang Hao, who has always been silent, has already been angry in his heart.

"Good."

"In this case, I will issue a military order and call the seven pillar States together."

"Gather the strength of my burning summer to seek justice from Chumen!"

The swordsman also made up his mind.

However, just as they had just negotiated the outcome.

At the foot of the Yanshan mountain, a luxury car was like crazy and drove up.

After arriving outside the temple of Wu Shen, the car door opened immediately. Lu Hua and his son knelt down directly outside the hall, begging each other bitterly.

"Ye Fan is cruel and kills his compatriots."

"Pray for the temple of martial arts, to be the master of the Lu family in the north of the Yangtze River, to be fair to my father."

...

"please ask the master of the temple of martial arts to avenge my father ~