1098. Rebellion in Western Xinjiang

Gao Bairen has already left.

According to the instructions of the Sword Saint, he went to Yanjing City District and went to see Chu Yunyang on behalf of the Supreme Martial Force. At the same time, he was summoned to meet him in the land of Yanshan.

"Sword Saint, Chu Yunyang is acting so recklessly in Yanjing, why do you still want Bai Ren to treat him politely?"

After Gao Bairen left, the gun king He Xilai asked with puzzlement.

The Juggernaut did not speak, but walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scene outside the window. After a long time, Fang Cai slowly said to He Xi: "Xilai, don't you think that since we took charge of the supreme martial arts, Huaxia's martial arts strength has been declining in the entire world?"

"There is snow in Japan, and Zao Wou-Ki of Hongmen suddenly appeared again, and even Qin Yun, the lord of Hongmen, is now on the first place on the blood list. ”

"And our Huaxia, in my impression, there is a bright rain. Now it's just the strength of a titled grandmaster. ”

"Now that the Lu family has been wiped out again, the death of the five great grandmasters is unknown, and a large number of martial artists on Xuanwu Lake were killed by Chu Yun back then. The loss of my Huaxia martial arts strength in the past few years has been too huge. ”

"Sometimes, I can't help but doubt my own abilities. ”

"It seems that since I became the president of the association, the strength of our Huaxia martial arts in the world has been regressing. ”

The Sword Master's words were low, and he faintly heard a little inexplicable emotion in it.

However, the Sword Saint's words did not mention Chu Yun from beginning to end.

Also, in the eyes of the Sword Saints, Chu Yun and other scum in the Huaxia martial arts world, demons who kill people without blinking, have long been eliminated from the Huaxia martial arts world.

Since the events of that year, the Sword Saint Spear King and others no longer recognize Chu Yun as a martial artist in Huaxia.

"No, Juggernaut. Don't be presumptuous. Last year, I went to Africa to participate in the martial arts conference, and even some small countries were like thunder in our Chinese martial arts community. ”

"During the period of time you were in charge of the highest martial arts in Huaxia, you have undoubtedly completely beaten out the prestige of our Huaxia martial arts. In the past, except for the close neighbors, those remote and small countries did not know anything about our Huaxia martial arts, and they did not have the slightest awe. Now the reputation of our Huaxia martial arts in the world has risen a lot. He Xilai, the king of guns, said from the side.

However, the Sword Master shook his head with a smile, and there was a little self-deprecation in that smile.

"Come west, you don't have to comfort me. ”

"What is the reason why my Huaxia martial arts have become famous in the past few years, I believe you and I know it, right?"

After the Sword Saint's words fell, the spear king He Xilai was instantly dumbfounded.

Indeed, just as the Sword Saint said, Huaxia's prestige in the world in the past two years was all made by that young man himself.

Zhan Hongmen, breaking ten thousand formations, angrily slashing the infinite clone. The first place on the blood list, the invincible rank of the earth, these glorious feats that shook the whole world, these amazing deeds that made Huaxia martial arts famous in the world, all came from his hands.

It's just that now this person has been nailed to the pillar of shame in China and has been scolded by thousands of people. Now under the propaganda of some people, those who don't know Chu Yun have undoubtedly labeled Chu Yun as heinous.

A person despised by Huaxia has brought China a supreme glory that has not been seen in a century.

Sometimes when I think about it, I feel so ironic!

Even the Juggernaut sometimes can't help but wonder if their decision back then was right or wrong?

"Juggernaut, you can't blame us for that. We persuaded him back then, but he didn't know how to advance or retreat, so he had to fall out with Hongmen. You can't blame us for killing yourself. He Xilai, the king of guns, said in a deep voice.

The Sword Master sighed, "Okay, let's not talk about these things. ”

"The purpose of letting Bai Ren courtesy Chu Yunyang is very simple, that is, I want him to join our supreme martial arts. ”

"A peerless master who defeated Aoki River has entered the supreme martial arts, so after the god of war is out of the customs, I will also explain to him. At least the martial arts situation in our Huaxia is not so unbearable. ”

When He Xilai heard the words of the Sword Saint, he was a little displeased, but he didn't say anything more.

The Sword Saint smiled: "Remember the grievances back then, isn't Ming Yu all right? ”

"We in Huaxia now have a Xuan-level titled grandmaster, you and I should be happy. ”

The sword saint's faint laughter echoed in Yanshan, but at this time, Gao Bairen was heading towards Yanjing, hurrying quickly.

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In the whole time of Yanjing's turmoil, the land of Western Xinjiang, thousands of miles away, was not quiet.

Outside the Devil's City, the yellow sand is all over the sky.

The sun sets over the long river, and the desert is lonely.

On this inaccessible desert of yellow sand, except for the same yellow, there is no trace of vitality and green.

Maybe there were still dots of green many years ago, after all, when Chu Yun came here with Nuo Nuo, there was a huge cactus standing here.

Only now, everything is gone.

In addition to the fierce cold wind still blowing wildly, the yellow sand brought up was overwhelming.

No one knows how many bones are buried and how many mysteries are buried under this ruthless desert.

"Ergou, I'm going home soon!"

"It's getting dark, and the black sandstorm is going to blow again!"

Kilometers away, in a small village built on the edge of the desert, the voices of adults were heard.

"Grandpa, I'll play for a while, just for a while!" The little boy with a runny nose was barefoot, playing with his partner in the sand pit, and when he heard his grandfather's urging, he said with some reluctance.

The old man suddenly looked anxious: "No, go back to me immediately." ”

"If you don't go home at night, the black sandstorm is going to eat people!"

"You forgot, your aunt's little Yueyue was just eaten by the black sandstorm. ”

After the old man was so frightened, the child's face turned white, and he quickly jumped out of the sand pit and followed his grandfather home.

On the way back, the old man looked back at the depths of the desert.

"It's been a year, and I don't know when that black sandstorm will end..."

The old man sighed worriedly, their village was on the verge of a desert oasis, and their small life was leisurely. But a year ago, for some reason, a black sandstorm suddenly blew on the desert, like a monster, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the black wind was extremely huge, and it appeared in one night.

Fortunately, the black storm won't move, and their town is on the edge of the storm, so as long as they hide in the room, they will be fine.

And today, after nightfall, the black sandstorm is undoubtedly blowing again.

If Chu Yun was here, he would definitely find that the center of the storm of the black sandstorm was the place where he had strayed into the Immortal Palace of the Wine Sword Immortal back then.

At this time, in the immortal palace of the Wine Sword Immortal, a white-haired old man was chained to all four limbs of his body, and then imprisoned in a secret room.

The black chain is very strange, and if you look closely, you will see that there are various lines on the chain. At this moment, it is faintly exuding a strange black glow.

Yes, the cause of the black sandstorm outside is the black chain.

This kind of black chain is called the Black Chain, and every time it gets dark, it will automatically absorb the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen the seal and lock the prisoner.

During this year, the black sandstorms that often blow on the desert are triggered by the energy of heaven and earth attracted by this chain.

As for the person who was imprisoned by this black chain, it was the old man who had a grudge against Chu Yun back then, the Huaxia Title Grandmaster, the King of Fighters Chen Qingquan!

At this time, Chen Qingquan sat cross-legged with his legs crossed, his eyes closed, silent, and even the sound of his heart beating was inaudible. If it weren't for the aura in the Asgard Palace still converging towards his body, I'm afraid no one would think that this old guy was still alive now.

It's been a year, since he sensed that all his bloodline compatriots were dead, Chen Qingquan made a big fuss in the Immortal Palace, trying to escape, and was finally imprisoned here by the Wine Sword Immortal.

If you think about it, it's been more than a year now.

No one knows what kind of state of mind Chen Qingquan has experienced in this year!

He sat here cross-legged all the time, ignoring and not moving.

It's just that there is something abnormal tonight, but the energy around Chen Qingquan is extremely intense.

In this way, the time moved back for a few more hours, until the rich aura in the Immortal Palace was like boiling water, quietly rioting. In the end, between the crazy surges, it was like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, all of which poured into the old man's body.

The next moment, a pair of sleeping eyes suddenly opened!

A terrifying aura, like a rainbow of light, soared into the sky.

"Break it for me!!"