Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

All of a sudden, Ye Qingtian received a call, and Sword Saint's anxious voice came through the speakers. “War God, where are you? You couldn't have gone looking for Chu Tianfan, could you? Don't go courting death! Those geezers from the International Martial Arts Union have mobilized all the troops they can get their hands on and are heading toward Jiangdong to kill Ye Fan. I can say for a fact that never once in more than a millennium of recorded martial arts world history was there a case like this where everyone was so united and willing to do anything to attack someone. Clearly, every martial arts world from all over the globe is determined to kill Chu Tianfan. He's done for. There's no hope for him this time. Even the gods can't save him. So, please don't be rash and get killed for nothing!”

The moment Sword Saint discovered Ye Qingtian had left Mount Yan, he was shocked.

He thought Ye Qingtian had gone to help Ye Fan.

However, in that situation, helping Ye Fan would be an act of courting death.

Sword Saint found it odd that the martial arts worlds were so united in that matter.

The Great Four, especially, was so hardcore in promoting the mission of killing Ye Fan.

Sword Saint had been in the martial arts world for decades.

Naturally, he encountered all kinds of ruthless people.

Even so, the martial arts world of all countries was never so united, not even when Chu Yuan waged war against the entire world last time.

Yet, they were doing everything in their power to kill just one person.

Although Ye Fan had caused a lot of trouble, Dragon Gate was not destroyed.

Hence, there was no way it would anger the entire world to the extent that they all wanted to hunt and kill him.

In any case, both Sword Saint and Ye Qingtian felt that the martial arts world of the various countries was overreacting.

“Don't worry, Sword Saint. I know what to do. You can be at ease,” Ye Qingtian said solemnly.

Naturally, he was cognizant of everything Sword Saint had said.

Earlier, Ye Qingtian saw The Great Four—the top four elites on the Empyrean Ranking—arriving at Yunzhou with his own eyes.

It was clear as day that the martial arts world of all countries was set on eliminating Ye Fan.

Back then, Chu Sect wanted to get rid of Ye Fan as well, but the martial arts worlds were not as united as they currently were. It was mainly Chu Sect exerting itself.

That time, however, was different. The Great Four on the Empyrean Ranking used their capacity as the leaders of the martial arts worlds to mobilize forces of the martial arts worlds from various countries.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the entire world was hunting Ye Fan.

then? You should be keeping your distance at a critical moment like this. Come back now!”

for a long time before answering grimly, “Sword Saint, Ye Fan is China's martial artist, and he's someone we watched grow. We can't help him

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fell silent on the

responded, “If that's what you want, then go ahead... No matter what, Chu Tianfan is considered a hero

equally

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difficulties, Ye Fan managed to grow to become

shooting star, he rose to great heights and shone brilliantly before falling to his

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asked Ye Qingtian with teary eyes, “War God, what exactly did Ye

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what prompted The Great

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boom in the air, which sounded like the roar of a

the other drivers, who were passed by the red car, watched the vehicle drift past

four hundred kilometers per hour was unheard

police cars were parked at

kinds of barricades

were even army troops stationed

were also

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distance of thousands of kilometers away. As for the army,

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