At the top of Yan Mountain, the cold wind is cold.

Under the canopy, there was an elegant man, standing in the air.

A seat in white clothes fluttering, full of black hair flying.

And ahead, the Yanshan Great Array had already bloomed with its last light, as if it was returning to the light.

The man knew that after the next wave of attacks came, this large array would inevitably be shattered in an instant.

The man's face was expressionless, and finally he looked up and looked to the far east, where the clouds and mist were rolling and the sky and the earth were vast. No figure can be seen.

In the man's eyebrows, there were a few traces of loss and pity at this time.

Did he fail after all?

went to Hongmen three times, but in the end it ended in failure.

The man was suddenly full of remorse, he might have stopped him in the first place. The world's number one martial arts force, how can it be countered by individuals?

It's a pity that Huaxia has fallen a junior genius.

It's no wonder that Nie Nantian thinks so, after all, if Chu Yun succeeds, Wujiwei and them will definitely return to New York. But now, not only Wujiwei didn't have the slightest intention of returning to help. Even in New York, there was no news of the collapse of the Hung Gate.

This kind of sign undoubtedly made Nie Nantian think that Chu Yun was likely to have failed.

But how did Nie Nantian know that Chu Yun deliberately suppressed the news of Zhao Wuji's death to prevent it from spreading, just because he was afraid that Wuji Wei would flee immediately after he found out.

This time, Chu Yun planned to completely wipe out all the minions and residual strength of Hongmen.

Rumble!!

An earth-shattering explosion came suddenly.

Outside Yanshan, Wujiwei's punch was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and the entire Yanshan Great Array collapsed in an instant, and with a bang, it was torn apart. The white brilliance turned into countless points of light and scattered everywhere.

Immediately, those people scattered overseas by the Hongmen rushed in under the leadership of Wujiwei.

These people were all the people left behind by the branch of Hongmen before, and they were not very powerful, but at this time, for some reason, these people's eyes were flowing with a strange blood, as if they were being manipulated, and there was no life and death in their eyes, only killing.

Soon collided with the Chinese warriors on Yan Mountain.

If Chu Yun had been here, he would have found that the blood in their eyes was so similar to the scene on Galle Dupont on Wuji Mountain.

As the Hongmen gates poured into the Yan Mountain like a tide, the only Wuji Guard under the canopy of heaven also raised his steps and walked towards the place where Nie Nantian stood.

Without the slightest nonsense, after Wujiwei entered the arena, he shook his hands into a fist, and then a punch exploded in all directions. The terrifying wind swept towards Nie Nantian without reservation, with its unparalleled fist might.

Nie Nantian wanted to dodge, but the opponent's fist speed was extremely fast, and the god of war had to make a move to resist. Shengsheng and Wujiwei punched each other.

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and the terrifying energy swept out from the place of collision, and the nearby Hongmen and Huaxia warriors were actually shocked and flying.

It can also be seen from this how terrible the collision between the peak powerhouses is.

However, the collision between the two did not last long, only to hear a muffled sound, a white-clothed figure fell to the ground like a cannonball, the mountain rock burst, and a huge crater appeared under him. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, the martial arts people of the entire Huaxia suddenly had a sad face, and there was even more despair lingering in their pupils.

Their Chinese god of war is not the enemy of the other party's move?

Could it be that this time, the bonfire of Huaxia Martial Arts was really extinguished?

Yun Shan couldn't help but clench his palms, full of unwillingness.

Du Zhong's face was full of sorrow, with inexplicable sadness in his old eyes.

"Nie Nantian, I didn't expect it, back then, we failed in Huaxia, and now many years later, we are making a comeback, but you are no longer our one general at all?"

"This time, who else can save you Huaxia?"

When the entire Huaxia Martial Dao was depressed, Wujiwei's sneering voice echoed in the entire sky.

"If you want to destroy our Huaxia Martial Dao, there is absolutely no way?"

Nie Nantian gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and struggled to get up from the ruins.

The body covered in blood was like a spear, piercing into the sky. Under the light of the afterglow of the sunset, it was so tragic.

is like a general who has been fighting all his life, standing on his final battlefield.

Subsequently, Wujiwei and Nie Nantian fought together again.

Nie Nantian's actions undoubtedly boosted the morale of the people of Huaxia Martial Arts. The original desperate Du Zhong Yunshan and the others were also red-eyed, gritted their teeth, waved the broken long sword, and the people of Hongmen were killed again.

The shouts outside, the sound of swords colliding, and the screams of the wounded were intertwined with the red blood, surging the entire sky.

In the Yanshan Palace.

The Spear King and the Sword Master, who were originally recuperating on their knees, were also woken up by the noise outside.

The Sword Master looked outside and said slowly, "Is there already a fight?"

At this time, Luo Feifei had not left, still watching the battle outside from a distance in the main hall, and when she heard the voice of the Sword Saint, Luo Feifei was shocked.

"Uncle Sword Saint, are you awake?"

"The teacher asked me to ask you to heal well here and not to go out rashly. ”

In the very beginning of the battle, the Sword Saint Spear King fought against the Hongmen Wuji Guard on the shore of the East China Sea, and finally suffered heavy losses, and the immortal master Gao Bairen was even more in order to cover the Sword Saint and the Spear King to withdraw to Yanshan, and was killed by the Wuji Guard, and completely fell.

This is the only titled grandmaster who has fallen so far in the Huaxia Martial Dao.

"Heal?" the Sword Master shook his head and smiled, "The God of War wants us to be cowards, and he is going to be heroes." ”

In the faint laughter, the Sword Master finally stood up from the ground, took steps, and slowly walked outside.

The Gun King followed.

"Uncle Sword Saint, don't go out, you are seriously injured and re-injured, and going out can't help much?" Luo Feifei was beautiful eyes and stretched out his hand to stop them.

However, the eyes of the Sword Master and the Spear King were still firm.

"Little girl, you don't understand. ”

"There are battles that cannot be escaped. ”

"That is a responsibility, but also an obsession, and it is also the original intention of our supreme martial arts. ”

The Juggernaut's tone was low and calm, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes, and then like a young man in the next generation, telling the story of their past.

At this moment, Luo Feifei saw in the eyes of the Sword Saint the same thing as his teacher, the God of War.

Luo Feifei was stunned for a moment, she suddenly understood why the Chinese civilization had gone through ups and downs and tribulations, even if it was interrupted, it still continued in the end, becoming the only ancient civilization in the world that has not been broken.

It is because there are countless people like Nie Nantian and Sword Saints.

In peacetime, although there will also be infighting and intrigue. But when the foreign enemy came, he did not hesitate to bear the burden of the nation-state, not afraid of life and death, not afraid of being strong, just for the original intention and no regrets!

Luo Feifei didn't stop them again, she knew she couldn't stop them either.

So, she could only stand there, looking at the Sword Saint and the Spear King, and walked into the battlefield outside without hesitation.

For some reason, Luo Feifei only felt that the figure of the Sword Saint at this time was so tall and majestic.

Boom!

With another heavy punch, the god of war Nie Nantian was unexpectedly repulsed, his body rubbed the ground and retreated dozens of steps, the qi and blood in his heart tumbled, and finally he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again.

In my mind, I was even more dizzy. Nie Nantian's body shook and was about to fall, but it was an arm that stretched out and supported him.

"Sword Master!!" the God of War turned his head and was suddenly startled, "Why did you come out, shouldn't you be recuperating from your injuries..."

Before the god of war finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Sword Master.

He chuckled, "God of War, remember the last time the five of us fought side by side, when was it?"

"Let's fight one last time. ”

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that in the future, there will be no chance. ”

The Sword Master smiled softly, but the sadness and loneliness in that smile were so rich.

The five world-famous Chinese Grandmasters were no longer enough.

The King of Fighters was cut off half of his body, and at this time he was still nailed to Yanshan half-dead.

And Gao Bairen has fallen.

Just like the Sword Master said, maybe after today, even the three of them will not have the opportunity to fight side by side in the future.

Hearing the words of the Sword Master, the original anxiety of the God of War suddenly dissipated, and then he also smiled.

"Well, let's fight side by side one more time. ”

The God of War Sword Saint Spear King looked at each other and smiled, but the palms of the three of them were tightly clasped together at this time.

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