The apostles who were killed by the guerrillas were like a plate of loose sand.

The restless waiting inscription swept them away like a monstrous wave.

I saw Jianming's couch collapse and stepped on the wall with white smoke, but I didn't see where he really was.

Several apostles fled in all directions, intending to split up, leaving at least some of them to kill Ye Chou.

Jianming naturally felt the direction of their spiritual power.

Regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, Jianming once again turned on the [Mirror Flower Water Moon] to leave an afterimage to block the way of one person.

At the same time, the real body stepped on the wall and rose, making a hand of Huashan [Tiyun Zong].

He climbed over the roof of the tiled house and landed on the side of one of the apostles.

Jianming had foreseen this path for a long time.

He leaned over...... Start ...... Charge ............

【Demolition Punch】!!!

Boom!! boom!!boom!!

Loud voices followed.

The first sound was that his blasting fist hit the apostle's body, and the blasting force penetrated through the body.

The second sound was the sound of the apostle flying towards the tiled house and smashing into it.

And the third sound...... It is also Jianming's strength...... The voice of the apostle who struck the apostle with his body as a weapon in the room!

Although there is no killing intent and the blessing of madness, Jianming is almost on par with Ye Shenyuan, who was once the number one in the world!

This punch, this sound.

The hope of Penglai was played! The horn of victory was sounded!

So repeatedly, almost every effort was made. Don't hesitate to consume spiritual power.

Jianming is to ............ them

Make a clean sweep of!!!

Looking at Jian Mingzheng's majestic appearance, Wang Dazhu, who fell in a pool of blood, smiled with satisfaction.

(I knew that...... I knew it...... Jianming ...... You...... It works. ）

The smiling faces of the past and Jianming are vivid.

Seeing that the disciples he taught with his own hands were so magnificent, so breezy...... Again...... Righteousness Ling Ran......

Wang Dazhu closed his eyes, as if he had no regrets in this life......

Fell asleep.

Finally, the last apostle was defeated.

This war...... This monstrous evil ...... Under the power of the name Long Jianming......

Gradually......

..............................

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the light of day was seen again, and it was almost sunset.

And with the sun...... It's Eris who is still on top.

The war is over.

It can be said that it was the 'Wu' named Long Jianming who stopped this 'Ge'.

But even so, the matter is far from over, not only now, but even the source, has not been solved.

"Good job, I didn't expect you guys to be able to stop my attack. ”

Ye Chou frowned, to be honest, he couldn't predict what would happen next.

Even if they repelled the army of tens of millions......

But the source of the calamity is still hovering over Penglai!

I saw that the calamity opened his hands and said in an orderly manner: "As a reward, let us give you a demise with our own hands...... After all, it is the duty of a god to do what you have been asked to do......"

On the earth, the black spiritual power of the apostles and clansmen who had turned into dust resurfaced in the soil.

Gradually...... Rise to the skies!

"One day. ”

"This time tomorrow............"

Suddenly, the pitch rose to the extreme.

"Let's personally give you a !!! that destroys the world."

！！！！

Ye Chou gritted his teeth.

It's no laugh or any laugh.

After today's battle, Eris almost has a full understanding of Penglai's strength......

Plus there are many dead and wounded......

Tomorrow...... Do you still have to deal with that collection of great powers?

Ye Chou looked embarrassed.

Knit one's brows.

If he is worried, he will be worried!!

But even when the crisis is at hand, when the life is in danger.

There will always be something that makes you more worried.

At night, Penglai, who had just seen the light of the day, was once again shrouded in night.

Faculty Internal ...... It's the warriors who hug their heads and cry and sweat like rain.

Standing in front of the warriors was Ye Shenyuan, who was covered in injuries.

It seems that Ye Shenyuan has also suffered a lot of injuries. But it was a victory.

And the one standing in front of Ye Shenyuan was Wuzun Ye Chou, who had a stiff face, already worried, and didn't know what expression to make to be good.

And in front of that Martial Venerable Ye Chou lined up the ............

It's just cold corpses one after another, not even whole corpses............

"Lord Wuzun, in this battle, one hundred and thirty-eight martial masters and forty-six martial saints died......"

Wuzun Ye was sorrowful, motionless.

"It's a pity...... Lord Wuzun......"

The sound of crying filled my ears, and the dead were all in front of me.

What is it?

Ye Chou couldn't help but start to doubt.

Is this the homeland of the warriors, or is it the burial place of the warriors?

Is this a paradise for warriors? or a graveyard?

Is this a heaven for warriors, or a hell?

Is this Penglai?

It is what Ip Man and himself want to build...... Penglai?

The scene in front of them, no matter how you look at it, is far from the ideal kingdom in their eyes.

And just when Ye Chou was about to start doubting himself............

The doors of the academy were opened.

It's Jianming.

The abrupt intrusion interrupted Ye Chou's thinking.

He looked sideways at Jianming, who had a hurried face, and asked coldly, "Jianming...... What's wrong? Is there any injury?"

Jianming's brows furrowed.

There are some things that he doesn't know whether to say or not.

But he had to tell it.

Say it out loud to the country's top leader!

In fact, earlier, the apostle's words made Jianming think.

And that thinking ...... There is already an answer.

Jianming found out from the apostle's words, and this goes on...... It is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and change the soup but not the medicine.

It is necessary to eradicate the occurrence of this kind of thing, and to solve it at the root.

If the source is not addressed, the history of grief will only repeat itself.

The war is far from stopping, and now there is also a silent war that is taking place inside Penglai!

The hatred and contradiction between martial artists and non-martial artists must come to an end here!

Stop fighting for ...... Military!

Jianming's expression was sincere, and he no longer called Ye Chou by name.

"Father-in-law, I don't think Penglai's current environment is correct. ”

He looked at the corpses of the warriors who filled the entire hall, and a trace of sadness flowed through his eyes.

"However, I know that the martial artists in this country are also people who are desperate to live their lives. They just want to find a pure land where they can live and work in peace and contentment, and the same is true for those people. ”

"All in all, by gathering the wisdom of the people, we should be able to find a better way to do it than we have now!"

If this continues, Penglai's class hatred will not disappear, and the world will never be equal, peaceful, and integrated. ”

Ye Chou looked at this young martial artist who had always had to rescue himself not long ago, and now he had enough strength to teach him a lesson, and he had more confidence to teach him a lesson.

Who said that if you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, you will only be the father who teaches people?

Now, he is the son of the elder up............

It's like waking up a person in a dream with a word, making Ye Chou find a way to break through the status quo.

To eradicate... Go and cut off ...... The seed of calamity!

Have you ever wondered?

The real demons do not live underground, but fall from the sky?

Have you ever thought about it?

What is the biggest problem in Penglai now?

Is it a sudden enemy from the sky? or is it ............ The hatred that has been condensed underground for a hundred years?

Suddenly a guy who claims to be a god involves the whole of Penglai in a war, which is a veritable natural disaster.

But in fact, there are never natural disasters, only man-made disasters.

And the strongest person in Penglai, Wuzun - Ye Chou.

He's going to ...... right now I'm going to meet that 'person' for a while.

........................

Passing through the filthy sewers, Ye Chou came to the humblest place in Penglai alone, the Fifth Permit District.

Walk down the stairs, one step at a time.

Every time he walked down the stairs, his mind recalled the life of a dead warrior.

It was the hatred of the Fifth Territory that killed them......

His hands trembled slightly.

The voices of those people also kept echoing in his head.

'Lord Wuzun!'

'Wuzun Ye Chou!'

'Brother Ye Chou!'

'Brother Ye Chou!'

'Ye Chou!'

The last thing that came to mind was the scene of practicing martial arts with his master Ip Man in the past.

Ip Man, who was already old at the time, looked as amiable as he did when he was younger.

"What's wrong? Are you tired? Of course, I think at the time...... I also felt tired when I used martial arts to benefit the people, and at that time, I just wanted to get back to my daughter as soon as possible. ”

"But...... When I think of the existence of those who can rely on our strength and martial arts to save, those who are waiting for us to lend a hand...... I can't stop my hands. ”

The young Ye Chou put down the fist in his hand, stopped, and looked at Ye Man's gentle smile that he only had when he recalled the past.

He touched Ye Chou's head.

"You too, a child saved by martial arts. ”

Ye Chou smiled happily.

Both martial arts and Ip Man can make him feel warm and happy.

"I'm looking forward to it, looking forward to relying on our strength and the power of martial arts...... Let's see how many people can be happy in the future. ”

"Let the warriors live the life they deserve, do you think so?"

'Ye Chou?'

'Lord Wuzun?'

'Lord Ye Chou?'

'Brother Ye Chou?'

'Senior brother...... ''

'Father-in-law!'

Jianming's appearance once again surfaced in his mind.

He said that the situation in the country was wrong, was he wrong?

Don't...... Ip asked wrong?

Recalls the documentary left by Ip Man.

There was a time when it was considered wrong............

"We, before we came to this country, have always had a strange and creepy power......"

"But that's not the case, right?"

A few warriors who had just come to Penglai covered their chests and said to Ip Man.

"We are [martial artists], and this power is called [martial arts]...... It's called [Martial Arts]!, right!?"

Looking at the people who were overflowing with excitement, Ip Man, who was already close to middle age, also smiled.