"Second grandfather!"

Ye Nantian made a sorrowful voice in his throat, his second grandfather, the head of the Ye family, the protector of Huaxia, actually fell, although this day should have arrived a long time ago, but when this scene appeared in front of him, his heart was still very painful, and his emotions were still a little difficult to control.

Ye Nantian endured the sharp pain like tearing all over his body, and ran to Ye Lao's side, the old man's eyes were almost closed, seeing Ye Nantian, the corners of his mouth trembled, and then said: "Nantian"

"I'm here, second grandfather"

"Lift Me Up"

Ye Nantian didn't know what the second grandfather was going to do, but he still did it.

Helping Ye Lao up, straightening up and standing up, Ye Lao pointed to the Tiancong Cloud Sword, and gasped: "Hand it to me"

Ye Nantian let go of Ye Lao, and then went over and handed the demonic Tiancong Cloud Sword to Ye Lao, at this time, one after another figures appeared on the surrounding walls, there were samurai, and there were also Oriental soldiers!

Whoa!

Yasuda Beizo and the Oriental Emperor all came here, but when they saw the Watanabe Sword Emperor who was pierced by the jet-black ancient sword, their faces became extremely pale, and they died, and their Oriental protector died like this?

Also, what does that Chinese man want to do?

"Put down the Heavenly Cloud Sword!" Yasuda Beisan looked at Ye Lao and roared angrily.

Hearing this, Ye Lao turned his head and turned around, holding the Tiancong Cloud Sword tremblingly with two arms, one hand, holding the hilt of the sword, and the other hand, holding the tip of the sword.

"Whew"

"Nantian, you tell the second grandfather, what is the country, what is the family?"

Ye Nantian said in a trembling voice: "The carrier of the people is the country, and the carrier of blood is the family. ”

"Okay, remember that in your life, you have to be a Chinese first, and then you can be a member of the Ye family. ”

"Yes, Nantian remember. Ye Nantian choked up and said.

Ye Lao seemed to smile, and then, he looked up at the sky, as if he saw those dead peers, and as if he saw the ancestors, and then, his smile became even brighter, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and a ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell on Ye Lao's body, enveloping him.

It was as if God was going to summon this sent god back, and everyone looked at this scene, and for a while, they were a little distracted.

"I really want to see my country again. ”

Click, bell-

A mournful roar resounded through the sky, and then, a broken sound sounded suddenly, and everyone in the East changed their expressions drastically, and said angrily in unison: "No!!!"

Ye Lao slowly closed his eyes.

Ancestors, this Oriental that once trampled on the land of China, today, with my hands, I break their sword of Zhenguo, and use my blood to make this broken sword lose its spirituality, and it will not be restored for a hundred years.

There is no life, there is only so much to do.

Wusheng came to see you, there is Watanabe Sword Emperor and Tiancong Cloud Sword with me, think about it, ancestors, you won't blame me for failing to abolish the family system, right?

Really, really want to see that brightly colored Star-Spangled Banner

Ninety years ago.

"Young man, what's your name, follow me in the future. ”

A man looked at another young man with grim eyebrows on his face.

"My name is Ye Wusheng, but let me follow you?

Eighty years ago.

"The East invaded our country's land, I am a Chinese, I can't help but fight!" The middle-aged man looked coldly at the devastated land, who is the lord of this sky?

Ye Wusheng stood quietly behind this man, looking at him magnificently, pointing out the country.

More than seventy years ago.

"In the future, the Ye family should be the patron saint of Huaxia, and you have no life, you have to shoulder this burden. ”

Since then, the Ye family has been doing their best for Huaxia from generation to generation.

Ye Wusheng's brother died for the sake of Huaxia.

His brother's sons and daughters-in-law also died for Huaxia.

His sons and daughters also sacrificed for Huaxia, where did the peace come from in this world? It was someone who exchanged their lives for this seemingly peace.

However, he has no regrets, because he is called Wusheng!

He has another name, the protector of China!

Poof.

The Tiancong Cloud Sword that was broken by Ye Lao let out a terrible scream, the demon sword really deserved to be a demon sword, it seemed to have a spirit, and people couldn't imagine what a supernatural existence it was.

The Tiancong Cloud Sword, which was broken into two sections, pierced Ye Lao's abdomen, and only some of Ye Lao's blood was soaked in the Tiancong Cloud Sword, and in an instant, the kind of demonic on the Tiancong Cloud Sword seemed to have been burned in the most terrible way, and it suddenly became extremely ordinary.

Seeing this, the Oriental Emperor's face changed drastically, his face suddenly turned pale, and then he sat down with a snap, gone, their Oriental Zhenguo Sword was gone

If it is only broken, they can also be reforged with modern technology, even if they can't be restored to be as strong as the original, but it is not difficult to have seven or eight points, but at this moment, the broken Tiancong Cloud Sword is stained with 'dirty blood', tainted by that blood, and loses its spirituality, even if it is reforged, how many years does it need to be re-raised to recover?

100 years, 200 years, or 1,000 years?

"Sky Cloud Sword !!"

The powerhouses of the East Ocean all let out extremely miserable screams, and they all felt that the Tiancong Cloud Sword was no longer the previous Tiancong Cloud Sword, at this moment, it was just an ordinary broken sword.

Killed their protector gods, and also broke their Zhenguo sword, this Chinese man, damn it! damn it!!

He must be slashed with a thousand knives, otherwise how can he appease their anger?

"Cut this old thing with a thousand knives!" a samurai of the Orient scolded, and then countless people responded to his call!

"A thousand cuts!"

"A thousand cuts!!"

"A Thousand Cuts !!"

Ye Nantian quietly knelt in front of Ye Lao, Ye Lao had already fallen, completely collapsed, but he went with a smile, at the last moment, he did a lot for Huaxia, killed the biggest threat to Dongyang, and also cut off Dongyang's luck for the next few decades, which is an achievement that ordinary people can't do.

"Hold them up for me!" Prime Minister Yasuda was so angry that he gave an order on the spot, and then someone ran over to carry out her order, and at this moment, a figure suddenly descended, and a terrifying momentum was released from this person and pressed on everyone present.

This is an old man, who looks like he is seventy or eighty years old, but he is still energetic, as if he is a young man, and at this moment, he looks at every Chinese person around him with a cold expression.

The old man held the Long Yuan sword, and a thin line appeared on the ground, and then, the old man said coldly: "Those who cross the line will be killed." ”

"Everyone stop for me!" Yasuda Beisan, who recognized him, was covered in cold sweat, under his order, all the soldiers did not dare to move, Yasuda Beizo stared at the old man of Huaxia who suddenly appeared with an ugly face, Huaxia, the god of the West Protector, Mu Chenxiao!

"Mr. Mu!" Yasuda Bezo's face was extremely ugly, and he roared: "What do you want me to do?!

"That's none of my business. Mu Lao looked at him coldly, this was done by Old Man Ye, he has nothing to do with it, what is the ghost roaring at him?

"You" Yasuda Beisan heard this, and suddenly turned into a pig's liver color, and the words of the old man made him have nothing to say!

Mu Lao pulled out the broken sword that had lost his spirituality, his expression was a little sad, but he suppressed it in an instant, turned around and looked at Yasuda Beisan indifferently, bang, the broken sword was thrown in front of him, and then Mu Lao said lightly: "Take it back and repair it yourself." ”

"It's too deceitful!" an Oriental warrior opened his eyes angrily, although he didn't know what the Chinese were talking about, but they could also feel the unfriendliness of the old man.

"Mr. Mu, are you just going to give us an account of the Oriental Kingdom?" asked the Oriental Emperor coldly.

When Mu Lao heard this, a cold light suddenly flashed in his pupils, and then, Mu Lao's figure suddenly flashed, and the Long Yuan Sword was already against the Sword Emperor's neck, and everyone in the audience was stunned!

"If you say one more nonsense, tomorrow Toyo will have a state funeral. ”

The face of the Oriental Emperor was stunned and embarrassed, and in front of the public, he was actually warned by someone with a sword on his neck!

"Old Man Ye has killed enough, I don't want to kill anymore, and besides, I am not as good at talking as Old Man Ye. ”

Immediately, Mu Lao returned to Ye Lao's side in a flash, and carried Ye Lao on his back, and the old man had a smile on his face, as if he was just asleep.

Ye Lao smiled gently: "Old man, wait a minute, we'll be home soon." ”