"how?"

"I'm not alone now, right?" After the man in red arrived, the smile on Gaia's face became even wider, and then he looked at the Sword Master and the others with a faint smile.

"I told you, Palace Master Xiao, just listen to my words and we'll all be gone today."

"We didn't come here to fight."

"Why bother with beating and killing people?"

"Isn't it good to be a friend?"

"You think so?"

Gaia grinned and laughed like a funny boy.

The sword master did not answer, but Mo Gucheng snorted.

"Gaia, don't be so proud."

"You just have one more helper."

"But don't forget, we have four major titles here?"

"With just the two of you, can you still defeat us, the Four Pillar Kingdoms of Hot Summer?"

"To put it bluntly, you just have an extra companion to be buried with you."

Mo Gucheng spoke condescendingly.

The pride in his words was extremely clear.

Gaia looked at the King of Fighters, sighed, shook her head and said, "Hey, I didn't say that, there are just two of us."

"Um?"

"You...what do you mean?" The King of Fighters' face turned green at that time.

Cio~

Could there be more?

The corners of Tang Hao's and others' mouths also twitched.

The ominous premonition in my heart appeared again.

Ignoring the gazes of Tang Hao and others, Gaia turned around, looked into the distance, smiled and cursed: "Old guy, if you don't come out, the Dragon Lord will go far away."

The hearty voice echoed in all directions.

As Gaia's words fell, a strong wind quietly blew up from under the night.

Moreover, the sound of the wind got closer and closer, until finally, a figure in white, like a ghost, descended here.

The speed is so fast, like light and shadow, it can only teleport.

Even someone as powerful as a sword master could not see clearly how this person appeared here.

"So... so fast."

"Another...another titled grandmaster?"

Seeing this person, the corners of Tang Hao's eyes were almost bruised.

"Not one, but two." The sword master said coldly with gloomy eyebrows.

"What?!!!"

Tang Hao and the King of Fighters were startled and looked back.

Sure enough, behind the white-clothed figure, a graceful figure also appeared.

It was a young woman, wearing a fluttering green skirt and three thousand black hairs as messy as snow.

Ice skin, jade skin, bright eyes and white teeth.

It looks like a hibiscus emerging from the water, and like the Luo Shen alive in the world.

Under the moonlight, there is a somewhat hazy light and shadow.

What's more, what makes Tang Hao and others feel even more miraculous is that wherever the woman in front of them passes, the barren land is filled with green life.

"Spring comes out of dead trees, and flowers bloom at every step?"

"This...this..."

"Who the hell are these people?"

Tang Hao almost cried.

Titled Grandmasters who were rarely seen in normal times appeared one by one as if they were free of charge.

The four major accounts have been banned.

Coupled with the injured Tang Yun, the leader of Truman.

And Ye Fan, who betrayed his country and his family.

What the hell are these people going to do?

Could it be that they want to blow up their hot summer sky?

Just when Tang Hao was filled with fear, the two people who appeared next also knelt down facing the front.

"Cecil, the god of sky and wind, pays homage to the Dragon Lord!"

.....

"The God of Forest and Wood, Yueyao, meet the Dragon Lord!"

.....

The respectful voice and respectful tone sounded again.

Hearing this again, Mo Gucheng and others began to tremble in their hearts.

"Sword... Sword Master, no... we can't wait any longer."

"Otherwise, we really can't stop it."

"Now, while we still have an advantage, let's take action quickly." Mo Gucheng was already a little panicked.

If he waits any longer, he is really afraid that another powerful person with a title will appear.

Tang Hao also looked at the Sword Master, waiting for the decision of the master of the Martial Arts Temple.

However, now the Sword Master no longer dares to make this decision.

After all, once the war begins, it will be a battle between the eight titled powerhouses.

When Chumen attacked Yanxia, ​​the number of titled strong men they sent was probably just this.

The sword master, who was unsure of his heart, had no choice but to look at the silent war god who had been standing not far behind him.

"Lao Ye, do you want to make up your mind?"

The Sword Master and others all looked at Ye Qingtian.

At this moment, the eyes of the powerful men in the Martial Arts Temple were once again focused on the strongest man in Yanxia.
Chapter completed!