After a wild run, Meng Juntong rushed to the peak of Mount Tai in one breath, those strange mountains and strange rocks and pine forests in the past are now gone, and the top of the entire Mount Tai seems to have been ploughed alive.

Looking around, Meng Juntong saw two low mounds in the center of the mountaintop, and a wooden sign was inserted in front of each mound, but there was no text written on the wooden card, and the wooden sign on the right was tied with a lilac scarf.

Meng Juntong knew the scarf, it was Luo Xiaoxia who was disfigured after being calculated by Qin Ying, and Xiang Yun tried every means to find the light silk of the cloud yarn to cover the wound for the scarf she had knitted.

When she came to the mound, Meng Juntong's eyes were already full of tears, and she reached out to touch the cloud veil scarf, but when her fingers were about to touch it, she couldn't help but stop. Tears ran down her face and dripped onto the ground in front of her grave.

"Sister Xiaoxia, Juntong has come to see you. Meng Juntong choked up and said, at this moment, there was a faint light on the top of the mountain, and the face towel gently floated to Meng Juntong's hand, just like Luo Xiaoxia held Meng Juntong's hand for the first time.

Meng Juntong slowly knelt down in front of the mound, and Bai Yu behind him also cried into tears, although Aynis didn't know Luo Xiaoxia, but she had heard Bai Yu talk a lot about her before, and in this situation, she also followed Meng Juntong and Bai Yu to kneel down in front of the grave.

In this sad atmosphere, the sky darkened little by little, Meng Juntong only felt that her eyes were hot and painful, but it was difficult to shed tears, and she tied the face towel in her hand back to the wooden card.

"The mound of red faces, how can it be nameless!" The Qingfeng sword in Meng Juntong's hand popped out of the sheath with a bang, and was held in his hand by Meng Juntong's backhand, followed by a series of dazzling dances, with the sword as a pen, the sword qi as ink, and the book in a loud voice, for a time the entire peak of Mount Tai was surrounded by a fierce sword aura.

On the wooden plaque, there are nine big characters 'Hongyan Mound, the hero's name, Luo Xiaoxia. ’

Nine characters into the wood three points, vigorous and vigorous, the words are ten out of ten sword Haoran sword qi converged, Meng Juntong suddenly got up, his eyes were full of pupils, one step at a time, the wind and clouds on the top of Mount Tai changed color in an instant, and the original light color of the sunset suddenly turned into a red fiery cloud through the sky, surging from all directions.

On this day, after the sacrifice of Hongyan, Meng Juntong stepped into the realm of the great martial arts master.

"Who is the daughter of the rivers and lakes without heroes, a sword to seal the Sichuan Luo Xiaoxia, Zhen Gu Shuo and the current Hongyan Sword, now I Meng Juntong, Qingfeng Sword, will inherit the name of the rivers and lakes, and add seven points of pride to the rivers and lakes in this world. Meng Juntong looked up to the sky and roared, full of pride.

Qingfeng's sword came out of the sheath, Meng Juntong slashed in the air, the sword came out like a dragon, and the fire clouds seemed to burn the sky completely, Meng Juntong seemed to want to use the sword to cut the invisible shackles between heaven and earth.

Everything around is in the landslide and the ground is cracked, except for the two earthen bags on the top of this mountain with a radius of fifty steps, which are a pure land and are not disturbed.

By the time Meng Juntong collected the sword, the entire Mount Tai had been carved into a giant sword standing on the land of the Central Plains under her sword.

Who said that Luo Xiaoxia is dead, the red-faced sword is broken, and there will be no more red-faced in the world, so Meng Juntong will return a red-faced sword to this heaven and earth with a mountain.

As for the person buried next to Luo Xiaoxia, Meng Juntong didn't bother, Qin Ying and Luo Xiaoxia did die together, this young master of the Demon Palace, Meng Juntong has disdain and contempt for him, but he also has sympathy and admiration.

As a person who has been chasing after his brother and Luo Xiaoxia for a lifetime, he has done what most people in the world can't do, but he just lost himself and lost his original appearance. Thousands of troops

Meng Juntong won't mention words for him, he doesn't have that qualification here for her, but Meng Juntong won't dig his grave and destroy his grave, since he wants to be by Sister Xiaoxia's side, let him always be an anonymous person and be by her side.

From afar, Ah Wen looked at the vision outside the sky, and looked at the red-faced sword that appeared on the earth little by little, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at the two remnant swords in his hand, slowly opened the sword gourd on his waist, a dark light flashed, and the sword gourd swallowed the two remnant swords together.

In his hands, the sword gourd is no longer a wine gourd, but something similar to a sword box.

When Meng Juntong and the three of them went down the mountain, Ah Wen was already guarding at the bottom of the mountain, looking at Meng Juntong, whose breath had undergone earth-shaking changes, Ah Wen looked at her carefully.

We all know that the total amount of luck in the rivers and lakes will not change, and the masters of the rivers and lakes who make small fights are not counted, and when they reach the level of the grandmaster, they are all a radish and a pit, especially the great grandmaster, how much luck is needed to achieve the great grandmaster. Every time a great grandmaster falls, another great grandmaster will be allowed to appear in this world.

Those martial arts celebrities on the rivers and lakes, and the strong people who have a higher desire for martial arts, all understand this truth.

Luo Xiaoxia and Xiang Yun, such a young great master should have a greater future, and their fall means that the more majestic fortune of the rivers and lakes will return to heaven and earth.

But who would have thought that before those strong men came out of the mountain to compete for martial arts luck, there was another woman who was younger than Luo Xiaoxia and achieved the realm of a great grandmaster.

"You are like this now, you can't win against Lu Weilou. After following Meng Juntong for a long time, Ah Wen slowly spoke, although he was still fifteen steps apart, but his words were so clear in Meng Juntong's ears.

Meng Juntong stopped and turned his head to look at Ah Wen: "I know, you are not the Ah Wen I knew before. ”

Ah Wen did not answer this question, but continued with his own words: "Your qi is dissipating, walking to the Tianshan Mountain, facing Lu Weilou, you are still the same you, and he may not be the same as before." ”

Meng Juntong frowned, thought for a moment and raised his head: "Since you put it forward, there is a way to solve it." ”

"There is a way, but you have to endure hardship. Awen said simply and directly.

Meng Juntong smiled coldly: "When have I ever been afraid of hardship?"

"Pain you can't imagine. Arwin repeated.

"Master. Bai Yu felt a little uneasy, and gently tugged Meng Juntong's arm: "Ah Wen said this, it must be very dangerous." ”

Ah Wen shook his head: "It's not dangerous, it's just pure pain, if you can survive it, you can consolidate the most stable great master realm in the world for you, if you can't survive it, at most, it will be the rest of your life, staying in the current state." ”