Jun Haoyu held the Qingping national flag in his hand, and the wind blew the clouds flying, blowing his blood-red robe.

There was a light in his eyes, and this light was love, not love.

This love, what I love is the entire Guanju City.

He was alone, because after the death of his lover, he never came into contact with any women again, one to eat, one to rest, and one to enjoy the flowers.

But he was never alone, because he had the entire city of Guanju behind him, and all the people who loved him.

The blue and white fan in his hand followed him to fight in all directions.

The bright future in his eyes dispelled the night for him.

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!"

Jun Hao's body aura volatilized, and the blood on his clothes had long been expelled, replaced by cyan and white.

The wind blows up, the city is full of smoke and sand, and the entire Guanju City is shrouded outside the city, this is the end of Guanju City, but it is also the end of yours!

The wind appeared like a wild dragon, and attacked the army of 10,000 people again.

Chen Zihe saw that Jun Hao had already stimulated all his spiritual power, and the whole person was completely in a state of rage.

He knew that no one could stop him except himself.

He fell from above the city, trying to use his hand to catch the dragon of the wind, but found that the dragon's strength was too strong.

Even in the realm of Dacheng, he was a little difficult to resist.

But if he doesn't hold on, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him will lose at least half, and he can't afford to compensate for this loss!

Blood slowly flowed out of Chen Zihe's palm.

Jun Haoyu didn't care about Chen Zihe at this time, but slaughtered the soldiers around him.

If he was merciful to the soldiers of the Heavenly Pavilion at this time, then he would be irresponsible to the four cities behind him.

Guan Ju can die, he can die, but Qingping cannot die.

The Qingping Kingdom is dead, and that is the real death.

The four cities behind him were Pu Jia, which was the remnant of Guan Ju City's bloodline, so before his life ended, it would be impossible for these Tianyu Pavilion soldiers in front of him to step half a step through the Thunder Pool.

The wind turned into a wild dragon to block Chen Zihe's attack, and Jun Haoyu also shuttled back and forth among the army, blood stains and screams.

In the sky, the color of light slowly faded, leaving only the boundless night, but in this endless night, there was a light that shone brightly, and this light did not shine on the heavens and the earth, but only pointed to Jun Haoyu.

Jun Hao's body was rendered with a thin layer of golden light, this gold made him unstained by bloodstains, and his whole person was like a fairy son descending from the sky, resisting thousands of troops alone.

One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions!

This is the courage to put life and death aside, and this is Jun Haoyi's belief in love and his lifelong dedication.

But with the evacuation of the people of Guanju City one after another, the belief in love in Jun Haoyu has slowly dissipated.

Even the fierce dragon that the wind turned into was slowly neutralized by Chen Zihe.

And Jun Haoqi's strength has also retreated from the realm of Dacheng to the realm of sainthood.

The power of faith was gone, and Guan Ju City had completely turned into a dead city at this time, with flowers and plants bowing their heads and strong winds gathering dark clouds.

The last glimmer of light exists in Jun Hao's eyes.

Chen Zihe let out a loud shout, and instantly scattered the wild dragon that the wind had turned into.

Jun Haoqi was still attacking the soldiers around him at this time, but at the moment when he fanned, a figure appeared in front of him.

One slap knocked him back, and another leg, causing him to break one of his arms directly.

Jun Haoqi looked up at the old man who had been stabbed off by Zhang Qiuning.

At this time, one of his hands was broken, like a willow branch blown by a strong wind, crumbling, and the other hand was affected by the reaction force of the fan, which was also painful.

He knew that he was already at the end of his crossbow at this time, and he was afraid that Chen Zihe would not even give him a chance to blow himself up.

The Holy Realm does not have any secret arts bonus, and it is impossible to defeat the powerhouses of the Great Completion Realm.

After all, in the entire Heavenly Domain, the cultivators of the Dacheng Realm were like gods like masters!

"Jun Haoyou!" Chen Zihe looked at Jun Hao's surroundings surrounded by soldiers who had been killed by him, and the anger in his heart had reached a peak.

His body turned into a white shadow, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Jun Haoqi, and countless combination punches hit Jun Haoqi's chest.

Blood spurted out of Jun Hao's mouth, and Chen Zihe's last punch, if he had the power to reverse the mountains and rivers, directly hit Jun Haoqi on the city wall, and smashed out a hole.

Jun Haoyu felt that the bones in his upper body were all broken, and even when he breathed, he could feel the pain of the bones stinging his lungs.

At this time, his injuries are probably impossible to save even if the three-colored lotus comes to save him.

Jun Haoyu slowly raised his head to look at Chen Zihe, blood stained his cheeks, and a smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth.

Because of the pain, he couldn't speak, but he used his mouth shape to say four big words to heaven and earth, to Chen Zihe and even the entire Tianyu Pavilion.

"Clear-flat-long-last!"

Chen Zihe saw that Jun Haoyi was so tenacious, and his fists came out together, and smashed directly on Jun Haoyi's face, he wanted to destroy this prosperous world.

"Bang!"

Blood slowly flowed out from Chen Zihe's fists, but before the fists, it was not Jun Haohe's head, but a ray of light.

It was the light shining from the heavens, and this light resisted Chen Zihe's attack.

Even the heavens don't want Chen Zihe to completely destroy Jun Hao's face.

But heaven can't save your life.

Jun Haoqi completely swallowed, his life dissipated between heaven and earth, but he still held two things in his hands.

A green and white fan, green for his lover, white for his innocent love for his lover, Gu Weiqing white fan.

On the other side, there is the flag of Qingping State, which is still fluttering in the wind, without the slightest intention of breaking.

This is what Jun Haoyi has been guarding all his life, from beginning to end, from life to death, it has never changed!

The city of Guan Ju was occupied, and Jun Haoqi was killed in the battle, a total of fifteen days.

But his spirit never collapsed, and his love never faded.

Before he died, he saw his loved one, standing on the edge of the sky, with an outstretched hand, welcoming him.

He is gone, and since the earth is not his destination, it is in heaven.

Love never has to be together, nor is it never an old love and a new love, but while protecting the other party with life, the other party also protects you with life.

After a busy life, it's time to rest......

Someone commented on Guan Juchengjun in the later poem:

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

You are good to ask, you are good to ask, you are good to get, you are gained and lost, and you still drag each other with your life.