As the God of War left, Fentian's heart, which had been hanging, finally fell.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

"Cough~cough~"

At this time, Fentian coughed violently again, and the blood in his body was vomited all over the floor.

"As expected of the God of War in the Burning Summer, his strength has indeed reached its peak."

"Even in my heyday, I'm afraid I'll be able to compete with him."

Recalling the battle just now, Fen Tian felt a lingering fear in his heart.

At the same time, his fear of Ye Qingtian became even stronger.

"Fentian, what's wrong?"

"What happened?"

At this time, the martial arts masters from India also came over one after another.

There was so much movement here, how could King Foluo and others not notice it.

"It's okay, I won't die yet."

Fen Tian vomited another mouthful of blood, then staggered to his feet and replied coldly.,

There was also anger in that tone.

"I just feel ashamed."

"I, King Yintian, have killed countless people for so many years, and I can be regarded as the most powerful king."

"I didn't expect that one day, someone would kill me at my doorstep?"

"What a shame!"

Fen Tian clenched his hands tightly, and the more he thought about it, the more useless and angry he felt.

"Fentian, what happened?"

"Who hurt you?"

People around asked questions one after another.

Fentian didn't hide anything and recounted what happened just now.

"Humph, this Ye Qingtian is simply too deceptive!"

"They all came here to kill?"

"He doesn't take our Yinguo martial arts or our Fuluo Palace seriously."

"This matter must not be let go just like this."

"We must make the Martial God God publicly apologize!"

"Otherwise, we will go to Yanshan, go straight to Huanglong, and defeat their old tricks!"

Ahead, a middle-aged man roared angrily.

However, King Foluo rarely remained calm.

"Forget it, we were the ones in the wrong first."

"Ye Qingtian must have been driven into panic, so he came here in a rage regardless of the consequences."

"He finally let Fen Tian go, which shows that he still knows the importance."

"He took a step back, so let's take a step back and not intensify the conflict."

"If a commotion really breaks out and gets out of control, I'm afraid we will be the ones who suffer the biggest loss."

After careful consideration, King Foluo finally decided to settle the matter.

"As for Fentian, you should stay here to recover and wait for the news to pass." King Foluo ordered.

Fentian seemed to be feeling cowardly, but he complained: "If I hadn't been injured, how could I be huddled here?"

"When I regain my strength, I'll see who dares not to take me seriously!"

Fen Tian said coldly.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over, who could have imagined that a cold wind suddenly swept from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic and heavy pressure came quietly.

In an instant, everyone present changed their colors!

Even King Flor himself felt a fatal threat.

But when everyone was frightened, a figure of extraordinary beauty had already appeared in the void here.

She wore a long skirt and covered her face with a veil.

Three thousand blue hairs move with the wind.

Looking from a distance, the whole person looks holy and ethereal.

After this woman appeared, she glanced around, and an icy voice immediately sounded: "Which of you is King Yintian Fentian?"

Fentian's heart skipped a beat at that time. His old face, which had just had a hint of blood, turned pale again.

Could it be that she also came for Mark?

Fen Tian wailed in his heart.
Chapter completed!