But today, when we saw these four people respecting and worshiping Ye Fan, the Sword Saint at that moment undoubtedly understood instantly.

It turns out that these four major titles are not Truman's powerful people, but Ye Fan's people.

“No…no.”

"This is impossible?"

"How could Chu Tianfan, an abandoned son of the Chu family, be followed by so many powerful men?"

"How is this possible?"

The Sword Saint couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't figure it out to death.

Thinking of them in the hot summer, the vast majority of people, the Temple of the Martial Gods is now sealed, but there are only six major pillars.

Ye Fan, a young junior, a abandoned son of the Chu family, and a civilian from a small town, actually had four major titles under his command.

Add Ye Fan’s own words, doesn’t this mean that the power that Ye Fan alone can control is enough to match the entire Yanxia and the entire Martial God Temple?

Thinking of this, the Sword Saint was undoubtedly full of fear.

Deep in my heart, I immediately felt regret and swept out.

His old face was pale, his body trembled, and his old eyes were red when he looked at Ye Fan.

It was not until now that the Sword Saint understood what kind of power the young man in front of him had.

He also understood why, before, the God of War invited him to the Temple of War again and again, he ignored him.

Yes, he himself had the supreme power and naturally disdained the Temple of War.

“Haha~”

“Hahaha~”

The Sword Saint suddenly smiled desolately, feeling that God made a big joke for him.
Chapter completed!