When Chu Yun rushed towards Huaxia, the land of Yanjing. He Xilai and the others were waiting anxiously outside the ward.

The doctor said that He Xilai might wake up today, so He Xilai, Gao Bairen and others waited outside early.

After all, they also want to know, who is the one who seriously injured He Mingyu?

While waiting, He Xilai kept thinking about the blood list that had just been refreshed last night.

"Hmph, which idiot made this list. A mere twenty-year-old boy just pressed me down, and even the ranking of the Sword Master fell behind him. ”

"An unknown guy turned out to be the second strongest person in my Huaxia, and the president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association was crushed by him. ”

"It's ridiculous!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and in the end, the gun king He Xilai walked back and forth in the corridor with a blue face, complaining angrily.

"Alright, come West. It's just a list, so why care. "Although the Sword Master doesn't have anything on his lips, he doesn't have a mustard in his heart, it's impossible.

A person who has never seen the highest martial arts in China has suddenly become the second strongest person in China, and even he, the chairman of the highest martial arts, is a little unacknowledgeable.

However, those who have thunder in their chests and face like a peaceful lake can worship the general.

It is not unreasonable that the Sword Saint Mo Wuji was able to serve as the second strongest person in Huaxia before and serve as the supreme commander of the highest martial arts in Huaxia.

The most important thing for a superior person is stability. The temperament of the Sword Saint is also very suitable to serve as the president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association.

"By the way, what about Old Nie?" The Sword Saint looked around, but found that he didn't see Nie Nantian's figure.

"Oh, Lao Nie said, he had to go out beforehand. Gao Bairen said immediately.

He Xilai snorted coldly, his face obviously angry.

Mingyu woke up today, the Sword Saint and Gao Bairen came to visit, but Nie Nantian left, He Xilai always had a kind of anger in his heart that was despised, but he didn't say much.

"Family members in room 2, the patient has woken up and can go in. ”

At this time, the operating room was opened, and He Mingyu had been pushed back to the ward. When He Xilai heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly walked in.

"Father... Father. ”

"Mo... Uncle Mo, high... Uncle Gao!"

On the hospital bed, He Mingyu barely opened his eyes, his body was still covered with plaster bandages, his mouth was open hard, and only then did a vague voice sound sounded one after another.

Seeing his father, Sword Saint and others again, it was like a wanderer who had traveled far away to see his relatives, and He Mingyu cried instantly. The grievances and sourness that Chu Yun beat in his heart like this were released from his heart in an instant.

Seeing He Mingyu's miserable appearance, Mo Wuji and the others twitched the corners of their eyes, thinking that the person who shot at He Mingyu was really ruthless, and it was estimated that they did not estimate He Mingyu's life or death at all.

But He Xilai's heart was bleeding, and he hurriedly ran over to support his son: "Mingyu, don't be excited. Your father, and your uncles and uncles, will make decisions for you. ”

"Tell my father, is it that the people of the Japanese Sword God Palace beat you like this. Don't worry, if it is really done by the Japanese country, the father will immediately kill the Japanese country with your sword saint uncle and seek justice for you!"

He Xi's words are true, Zhang Zhengfu's grievances have not been understood back then, and now He Mingyu has been beaten like this again, if the supreme martial artist in China knows that it is really the Japanese country, the new hatred and old hatred will break out together, and the sword saints will really dare to kill the Japanese country.

However, He Mingyu shook his head: "Father... Father, it wasn't Uncle Yun who did it. ”

Uncle Yun?

The Sword Master was stunned.

Then He Mingyu briefly talked about his encounter with Liang Gongyun, and then talked about the whole story of his injury.

"Do you know that person's name?" The expressions of the Sword Saint and the others had already turned cold, and although they had already guessed in their hearts, they still asked slowly.

He Mingyu shook his head, he didn't pay attention to remembering the person's name at that time, "But father, looking at the age, that person seems to be just a teenager less than twenty years old." ”

Rumble!

When these words fell, the Sword Saint Spear King and the others suddenly froze, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the guess in their hearts was immediately confirmed.

"Chu Yunyang, what a Chu Yunyang, even the son of my gun king dares to offend?" He Xilai's face turned extremely pale, and he roared angrily, and the glass in the ward immediately shattered inch by inch, and a gust of wind swept abruptly, and He Xilai's palms clenched even harder.

In a fit of rage, Ho Xilai stood up and was about to leave.

"Xilai, what are you going to do?" the Sword Master and the others immediately went to stop.

"What are you doing? Then Chu Yunyang hurt my son Mingyu, I naturally want to arrest him to make amends!"

"Come west, don't get excited. If Chu Yunyang is an ordinary grandmaster, you can just go and capture him. But now that even the sword god Aoki Chuan has been defeated in his hands, his strength must already have the strength to compete with you and me. If you risk losing and capturing him like this, you will inevitably fight. The two major titled grandmasters in Huaxia are fighting in the country, what will others think if it spreads?"

The Sword Saint followed the persuasion, but in fact, the Sword Saint still wanted to say, are you going to capture Chu Yun?

"So, come west. Listen to my advice, this matter can only come soft, not hard. After all, Chu Yunyang's strength has reached the point where we can face it squarely. ”

"But don't worry, our supreme military will give you an explanation for this matter. After a few days, I will summon this Chu Yunyang and ask him to apologize to you and Mingyu. ”

He Xilai, the king of guns, wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

The Sword Saint was right, asking Chu Yunyang to apologize was already the best result of this matter.

yes, what else can he do?

Not to mention whether you can do it, even if you can do it, it will inevitably pay a huge price, and it will make other countries laugh.

There is no way, He Xilai has to endure this matter.

In the end, He Xilai snorted with a blue face, and then returned to the room again, took care of He Mingyu, and did not go to Chu Yunyang to seek revenge.

That's the benefit of being strong.

If Chu Yun was just an ordinary grandmaster, if he beat He Mingyu like this, he would inevitably suffer bloody revenge from the Spear King, and it was estimated that he would be killed, and the Sword Saint would not say anything. But now Chu Yun swept through the Japanese country and ranked thirteenth on the blood list. Under the oppression of such strength, even the supreme martial arts have to make concessions and compromises in order to take care of the overall situation.

"Hey, it seems that this knot in the west can't go. Gao Bairen looked at He Xilai's angry face in the distance, but sighed.

The Sword Master also smiled helplessly: "This can't be helped, the overall situation is important." The West still knows the general situation. After a while, Ming Yu's health improved, and he held a title ceremony for him and canonized him as the sixth titled grandmaster. Think of it as my supreme martial reparation for their father and son. ”

"What about Chu Yunyang?"

"Well, let's put him in seventh place. After all, first come, first come, although he is a little stronger. What's more, Mingyu is also our most martial descendant, so let him get some advantage. ”

Juggernaut said slowly.

From beginning to end, they didn't mention Chu Yun, who had already obtained the title. Perhaps, for that Chu Yun, the Sword Saint has never cared about it.

But how could they know that Chu Yun and Chu Yunyang were actually the same person.

Although Mo Wuji didn't care, it didn't mean that others didn't care.

At this time, Nie Nantian rushed to Jiangdong to find Chu Yun.

Maybe it was the intuition of the God of War, he always felt that this Chu Yunyang was Chu Yun.

Moreover, Chu Yun also went to Japan before, the time and place are completely consistent, even the names are so similar, and even the age is about the same. Is this all a coincidence?

Nie Nantian couldn't solve this doubt in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, if this Chu Yunyang is really Chu Yun, then this guy is too demonic.

Although Nie Nantian had never seen Chu Yun make a move, just looking at the traces left by Chu Yun's battle outside Lingwu Island, Nie Nantian also roughly deduced that Chu Yun's strength should be a new Titled Grandmaster, which was about the same as He Mingyu.

It is only a long time before Nyima can defeat Aoki Chuan with a sword and break into the thirteenth place on the blood list, two places worse than herself.

Wori, thinking about this cultivation speed makes me feel terrifying, it's simply not something that a human can do.

This is also the reason why Nie Nantian has never dared to conclude that the two of them are the same person.

Because this terrifying cultivation speed is almost impossible to exist.