One night passed quickly.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, a new day came.

At the same time, the first batch of martial arts masters of Indian Kingdom who were invited to watch the battle, King Flor, also arrived by plane.

Soon, the second batch, the third batch~

The Chinese Martial God Temple, members of the British royal family, and the Soviet Union and Russia's martial arts masters have all arrived.

The powerful martial arts of all parties gathered at the top of the Sun Kingdom under the sky tree.

“Haha~”

"Sword Saint, long time no see."

"Congratulations to you, the Temple of the Martial God, has produced another talent who is so brilliant."

"Um?"

"Where is the God of War Ye?"

"Why didn't you see him coming?"

"Don't Ye Zhan Shen want to see their style as the number one genius in China?"

At this time, the Sword God appeared in white clothes and the King of Fighters.

After seeing this, King Florida immediately went up to meet him.

The two countries are close neighbors and they often deal with each other. Because the sword saint is familiar with them.

After seeing this, I will naturally exchange a few greetings.

"Yes, King Florida, long time no see."

"From your breath, it's much more powerful than before."

"It seems that his strength is improved." Sword Saint Xiao Chen laughed and replied politely.

"You said God of War, he had something to delay, so he didn't come."

In fact, the Sword Saint and the others originally hoped that Ye Qingtian would come.

After all, if Chu Tianfan is defeated by Xue Zhao, Ye Qingtian can still stand up and find the place.

But Ye Qingtian did not choose to go with him in the end.

Instead, I went to Jiangdong.

He always felt that there should be some connection between Ye Fan and Chu Tianfan.

So, he went to Jiangdong to verify.

Even if the two have no contact, he can personally test Ye Fan's strength and talent.

If we can discover more talent that can be created for China, it will naturally be a good thing that benefits the country.

While the few people were talking, the other invited martial arts masters from various countries had arrived.

"It seems that it's not too late."

"Snow Zhao and Chu Tianfan have not come yet, right?"

After everyone arrived, they looked at the empty world in front of them and smiled faintly.

However, the Sword Saint soon discovered several strange things.

"It's strange, why are there so many gullies in this place?"

"The buildings next to them also collapsed."

"It looks like it's after a big fight."

"Could it be that before Xuezhao made a fight with Chu Tianfan, there was already a big battle here?"

Sword Saint Xiao Chen said strangely.

After being reminded by him, everyone also noticed something strange here.

"Second!"

"No, I've finished the fight?"

Among the crowd, I don’t know who shouted.

At this time, a number of luxury cars ahead came and eventually stopped under the sky tree.

The car door opened and a cold woman came over.

This woman was wearing a white dress, and her delicate pretty face was majestic.

However, his pretty face was undoubtedly a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"It's snowy light!"

"The snow is coming in Japan~"

When everyone saw this person, they greeted him thousands of times.

"Master Xuezhao, what's going on?"

"Why is it messy here?"

"Can you bet your appointment with Chu Tianfan has been finished in advance?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Of course, the person who said this asked casually, but unexpectedly, Xuezhao hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

What?

"Is it really finished?"

"What's the situation? Didn't you agree to have a fight today?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Did you play us?"

"It's a waste of time to run."

Among the crowd, there was a black master cursing.

"Okay, Heimei, please say less."

“It doesn’t matter.”

"What's important is, who won?" Fro obviously cared more about this.

"I said Flor, are you stupid?"

"Master Xuezhao is standing here. Who else can win?"

Someone said with a smile.

When Flor heard this, he laughed.

"Yes, martial arts battles will determine the outcome and the death."

"Of course, the winner is born, and the loser is dead."

Fro shook his head and smiled, and finally comforted Xiang Jian God and the King of Fighters.

"Say sad."

"Although it's a pity, there's nothing we can do."

"Chu Tianfan caused the country to overthrow the country. He died here because of his own fault."

"So Sword Saint, King of Fighters, don't be too sad."

"It is inevitable that sacrifice and death will fall in the martial arts path."

Flor comforted in a deep voice.

He looks like a pity on the surface, but he is actually very happy?

If Chu Tianfan does not die, he will definitely be the pillar of Chinese martial arts in the future.

By then, the threat to their Japanese martial arts will be even greater.

Even though he did not die at Xuezhao's hands today, King Florida planned to find an opportunity to assassinate him.

It would be better not to exist such a monster.

"Yes, Sword Saint, let's mourn."

"You Chinese are full of talents, and you have one less Chu Tianfan. Isn't there any son of the King of Fighters?"

The martial arts leaders of other countries also persuaded each other.

The Sword Saint nodded. Although he had expected this ending, he still felt a little sorry when he heard that Chu Tianfan had fallen.

"Oh~"
To be continued...