Detonator!

Everyone was shocked by Yang Yifeng's words......

What was even more shocking was that he was still in rags, covered in black charcoal, bloodstained, and his qi was weak to the extreme, but his eyes were still wide, and he walked out of the pit step by step.

In the void, the flames are still burning, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, Yang Yifeng walked out step by step.

Anyone can see that at this moment, Yang Jiuxuan's physical body is probably just a broken shell, which is completely supported by the will of the divine soul.

Not far from death!

Even if the gods make a move, I'm afraid they won't be able to save him!

Old Marshal Li appeared again, looking at Yang Yifeng with a heavy expression, wanting to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth after all......

He could clearly feel that Yang Yifeng was already running out of oil at this moment.

Yang Yifeng didn't even look at him, dragging his heavy body and leaving step by step.

It seems to be extremely heavy and slow, but every step is dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang.

His breath of life was already faint to the extreme.

Like a candle in the wind, it can be extinguished at any time......

Burn 500 years of life!

Detonator!

Withstand the attack of the Divine Transformation Realm burning for a hundred years!

Kong Hanging Mountain has turned to ashes, and he can still breathe, which is already a miracle!

But he was still proud, unruly, and staring......

No one dared to stop it.

They saw that with every few steps he took, he spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows, which even contained fragments of internal organs......

Seeing his battered body, he restrained his uncontrollable trembling.

"Yang Jiuxuan, what are your last wishes?"

After all, Marshal Li shouted loudly at Yang Jiuxuan's back.

"Last wish, I'll be back!"

Laugh at!

His voice was already extremely weak, but it was as domineering as ever.

After finishing speaking, it seemed that he had burned himself again, and his body suddenly accelerated countless times, turning into a streamer of light, heading towards the depths of the Panlong Mountain Range.

It's like a meteor streaked across the sky.

Leave it to everyone to look at the back of the world!

It seems to be ......

Death, I don't want to be seen.

What a proud man is this?

"Yang Jiuxuan, don't die with your T code! I Ximen is ruthless and waiting for you to return! I will defeat you with dignity! Yang Jiuxuan, ah——!"

What people didn't expect was that Ximen ruthlessly rushed to the edge of the Sword Trial Peak, and roared wildly in the direction of Yang Yifeng's departure, with a sky-high battle intent and a distorted expression...... But in his eyes, there is not hatred, but endless regret.

......

"Big Brother ......"

"Life and death, whether it breaks out of the cocoon into a butterfly, or falls, depends on its creation. ”

"His wounded ......"

"The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, and the sky is weak, but ...... Let's go, go back and explain, his people, whoever moves will die!"

"Yes, big brother. ”

In the void, the person who was called the eldest brother by the old man disappeared directly.

The old man stared at the direction of Yang Yifeng's departure, feeling a little strange, the eldest brother obviously cared about Yang Jiuxuan very much, why didn't he come to the rescue?

Do you have to spend life and death by yourself?

He believes that if the eldest brother secretly rescues him, no one will be able to detect it, and it will not be considered a dishonesty, but perhaps it is the righteous battle that the eldest brother promised, and he is upright, so he is unwilling to break his promise......

With a slight head, the old man's figure disappeared silently.

Although he wanted to chase after him, he finally held back.

The pride of this young man, unyielding, earned him respect.

......

In the imperial capital, Yu Tian, who had no time to be separated, smashed through the thick wall with a punch, his eyes were full of tears, his lips were bitten out of blood, and the breath on his body was terrifying, unable to control his emotions.

Moling Xueyan hugged him tightly.

For the first time, she was like a real woman, softly comforting him that the master would come back, but her voice was with a crying tone.

They really wanted to rush there, but if something happened to the Huaxia Special Forces, they couldn't be separated at all, and they also knew that even if they rushed away, what could they do?

Powerlessness, deep powerlessness.

......

Nandu Military Region, Long No. 1 Base, all the members, on the huge playground, silent, looking at the front, silently weeping Vermilion Bird, the little Taoist priest who vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, but still kept pushing, the old General Zhu who was manic, and Chen Ergou who was howling and crying, shouting for the sky and grabbing the ground, snot and tears.

Countless female soldiers wept and wept.

The male soldiers, including the former chief instructor, had red eyes......

No one laughed at Chen Ergou and cried bitterly like a woman whose husband had died.

In everyone's heart, there is a lonely and unruly figure, dragging a heavy body, like a candle in the wind, but proudly leaving.

Their chief instructor.

Although he had never personally taught them anything, the method of meditation, as well as his two younger brothers, Chen Ergou and Little Daoist, had brought them too much improvement in just a few months.

He is their chief instructor and the god in their hearts!

......

In the Huaxia Martial Dao Cultivation Realm, the Martial Arts Cultivation Forum, countless posts appeared, and the white candles burned quietly.

Yang Jiuxuan!

Three words, like the brightest meteor.

Become an immortal eternity in the hearts of countless people!

He was born out of thin air, lawless, unstoppable, looking at the world, and killing decisively!

Peerless demeanor, overshadowing all so-called geniuses!

......

Fan Bing, the women, was grief-stricken.

But at Leng Yue's insistence, they who wanted to rush to the Cultivation Realm to test the Sword Peak together, failed to make the trip.

Leng Yue's words are very simple.

The owner is alive!

He said, don't look for him, he said that he would appear in the True Martial Continent as soon as possible.

......

In the blink of an eye, it is half a month.

The helmet of the Zhenwu Continent, the circulation in the world, has increased a hundred times since half a month ago, but it is still in short supply, especially for Huaxia, which has a large population, although the daily circulation has reached 10,000 units, it is only a drop in the bucket.

But when Fan Bing and the other women insisted on buying every day, their luck was surprisingly good, and in the first three days, all of them grabbed the helmet of the True Martial Continent.

Can't wait, start the journey of the True Martial Continent.

But after more than ten days of entering, with their super high talent as soon as they entered, in less than three days, they have reached the requirements of the novice village, stepping out of the novice village, and the divine soul has entered the Zhenwu Continent, although it is from scratch, but just like Yang Yifeng's recultivation after returning to the true self, they build the foundation realm, the Jindan realm, and gain a sense of qi in the Zhenwu Continent, and it is not easy to cultivate a wisp of true yuan?

But now that half a month has passed, there is still no news of Yang Yifeng.

If it weren't for Leng Yue's extreme affirmation that the master was still alive, I'm afraid everyone would have despaired.

In the secret realm of Immortal Lake.

"It's been half a month......"

Fan Bing stood in the roof garden of the villa and muttered, "You have made your mother wait for twelve years, but it is not enough, do you want your mother to continue to wait? You said that you are going to find your father during the winter vacation...... If I lose you again, my mother won't be able to hold on......"

"Auntie. ”

Aya appeared softly: "When the time comes, maybe Senior Brother will appear tonight!"

"Aya, yours may have been said many times......"

Fan Bing said gloomily, but he still walked into the house quickly and put on the helmet of the True Martial Continent.

(End of chapter)