"Old Tone, wake up, now is not the time to grieve, give orders to your people!" General York pulled Tony to his feet.

That's when Tonne woke up from a dream.

On Liberty Island, it suddenly became tense.

Although there are many Chinese monks who come to New York, the Americans have also concentrated most of their high-end forces in order to ensure the smooth convening of the House of Representatives.

Coupled with the Holy See, the two sides are basically equal.

On the Huaguo side, led by Pingyang Zhenren and Qidao Zhenren, they glared angrily at each other.

The Thousand Star Sword squeezed out, glared at the people of the Holy See and shouted: "Don't get out of the way, it's already over, aren't you allowed to treat the wounded?"

Pingyang real people, they all look bad.

This time on the island, the five immortal sects discussed together: as long as Lin Nan wins, then desperate to protect him - to be able to defeat Fiore in a half-crippled state, Lin Nan's value is enough to make Hua Guo determined to be the enemy of the United States and the Vatican at all costs.

The smell of gunpowder pervaded.

At the moment when the war was about to break out, a black car with an American flag drove over.

Everyone's eyes were shining.

Coming down was a middle-aged man with curly white blonde hair.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his figure was slightly fat, and in this critical situation, the middle-aged man still had a smile on his face.

He said, "Oh gentlemen, please calm down, it will hurt our friendship, and before the Zerg war, we should unite. ”

The person who answered him was Chairman Liu, and only Chairman Liu was present who had the same status as him.

"Hmph, Teplan, the House of Representatives is over, can't we allow us to treat the wounded?" Chairman Liu looked at the US president opposite.

"Of course, of course!" said Teplan, righteously, "but there are two problems. That Mr. Lin Nan, he is guilty of sin, isn't he? The most important thing, hehe, friends, please everyone, everyone open their eyes and take a closer look - the House of Representatives, it's not over yet!"

"The victory or defeat of these two has not yet come to an end. ”

Everyone was stunned.

Qianxing Jian couldn't help it, and expressed his doubts for everyone: "Fiore is dead, and we don't win?" Golden Retriever, what do you mean?"

After saying this, Qianxing Jian was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, Fiore, who was standing stiffly on the stage, seemed to move his fingers!

Gradually, her breath began to brighten.

A faint but indeed existent breath of life appeared in the perception of everyone's divine consciousness.

Pingyang Zhenren's face changed, "Aren't you dead?"

The House of Representatives is not over yet.

Everyone clearly understands this fact, Huaguo's side is indecisive, and there is no way to go up and rob people.

The group of American soldiers also eyed the Chinese and forbade the Chinese to approach, Teplano laughed and said, "It is not too late to treat the wounded and wait for the battle to end." ”

After Fiore's aura reappeared, Tonne and General York suddenly showed great joy.

I saw Fiore standing in the ruins, the crimson crystal on the armor on her chest quickly dimmed, and the soul of the 'angel' in her body also disappeared, but Fiore's life was indeed saved.

Lin Nan also discovered Fiore's breath of life, he was stunned, and turned his head to look over in disbelief.

He didn't have the strength to fight anymore, and it was difficult to even move his little finger.

Fiore looked at Lin Nan with a complicated expression, she put her hand on the black scabbard inserted in her heart, and slowly pulled it out.

Poof, poof!

Blood was like a fountain, gushing out with each sword in Fiore's hand.

Fiore also seemed to have suffered a great pain, her painful teeth biting her lips, and her already weak breath was chaotic again.

No!" Lin Nan shouted in his heart. Now is when Fiore is at her weakest, and if you want to hit her, you can only now!

Lin Nan tried his best and clasped the ground with his fingers.

He gritted his teeth like rust, and the giant who had fallen asleep tried to stand up, but he carried the whole earth with him, and the fatigue and pain bound him like thick chains.

Ren Linnan used all his strength, but his body was still as heavy as a mountain, and he didn't move at all!

Fiore draws her sword with difficulty.

Lin Nan was also trying his best to stand up.

It's like a contest of perseverance, and whoever is faster and who does it all first will win.

All the people present, whether it is China or the United States, the Holy See... They were all nervous, their hearts rising to their throats.

In the middle of the field, a loud shout rang out: "Senior brother, stand up!"

More people woke up from a dream, cheering, like a wave towards Lin Nan, this time, he can 'really' hear these voices, support.

Instead of cheering from thousands of miles away through the TV screen.

Lin Nan was very moved.

It turns out that the Chinese people believe in him, and even on the premise that the Holy See comes up with 'ironclad evidence', they are still willing to believe in his innocence!

There are some things that don't need to be believed by many people, as long as those who care about you believe it, it is enough.

Fengqing Sword Immortal had red eyes, beat his chest and shouted: "Lin Nan, don't embarrass your fourth grandfather, stand up and let that group of people see, Emei Sword Cultivation!"

"Lin Nan, stand up. Seven Knives said.

"Lin Nan..."

"Lin Qixuan, stand up!"

It was as if there was a beast named 'Unwilling', roaring in his heart.

Lin Nan roared silently, he told his body, as long as this time, as long as you survive this time, you will have completed your mission.

In the future, I will treat you well.

But for now, hold it on!

The body 'responded' to him, Lin Nan supported the ground with both hands, and the scorched earth and sand and gravel on his body were scattered...

Lin Nan used his almost whole body with a crushed fractured body, and used this internal qi as glue, barely sticking to his body, a little bit, wanting to stand up.

Click.

Lin Nan almost suffocated in pain, and he saw that his two hands were twisted in a strange ninety degree.

The arms, centered on the bloody hole pierced by the Fiore Lake lightsaber, snapped off to the sides.

He couldn't feel the 'hand' anymore.

The meridians there were completely destroyed, scorched by the flames, and the bones turned into a mass of slag.

This scene made Qianxingjian and the others feel half cold.

A sword cultivator who loses his hands, how to fight?

Perhaps it was Lin Nan's bloodiness that stimulated Fiore, and she pulled out the black scabbard even more desperately.

If you pull it too quickly and too violently, the huge wound in the heart will spurt blood, and if you don't have time to use your internal qi to heal slowly, Fiore will die directly!

She seems to have made up her mind, no matter whether she lives or dies, she must 'stand up' faster than Lin Nan!

Looking at Fiore's actions, Lin Nan grinned.

Don't die... He wasn't afraid of anyone else.

After his hands were broken, Lin Nan supported the ground with his chin, like a silkworm chrysalis, squirming his body and staggering to bend over.

"The spine is much more fragile than the arm! Lin Qixuan is playing with his life!"

"Isn't it Fiore, too? The heart was pierced by a sword, and it was a fatal wound. Even immediate treatment by the pastor would have been risky, not to mention her approach that bordered on self-harm. ”

"No wonder they can stand on top of the world, just this perseverance, I am convinced. ”