Zhang Jiuling’s words were too harsh.
It was like a huge hammer of ten thousand tons, viciously smashing into the Sword Saint’s mind.
The Sword Saint’s entire person was directly dumbfounded there.
“You… What are you saying about me?”
“You’re saying that I… I’m a sinner of the nation?”
The Sword Saint had never thought that one day, he would be called a sinner of the country and the nation.
All his life, he had been in the Martial God Hall.
He had spent all of his time on the mission of restoring the martial dao of Yanxia.
He bowed and died.
He was willing to give everything he had for this country.
But in the end, he became the party that lost his way and became the sinner of the nation.
If this is the case, then what is his dedication for the first half of his life?
A feeling of great irony and sadness suddenly came over him.
He swayed and almost fell to the ground.
However, Zhang Jiuling on the other end of the phone had already hung up.
He sent an order to Jiangbei Martial Path to cut off all contact with the Martial Hall, and ordered that all orders from the Martial Hall be refused to be carried out.
“All of you, follow me as I swing my troops into the east and meet up with the Jiangdong Martial Way at the top of Yunding Mountain!”
It was a long night, with a cool night breeze.
Zhang Jiuling’s low voice echoed through the place for a long time.
However, when the martial artists in Jiangbei heard these words, they were still trembling in their hearts.
“Zhang… Elder, I… We really don’t care about the Martial God Hall anymore?”
“The Martial God Hall is the symbol of our Yanxia Martial Dao.”
“Once the Martial God Hall is destroyed, the foundation of our Yanxia Martial Dao will not exist?”
“Once the pillar kingdom is dead, who else can hold up our Yanxia Martial Dao?”
“My Yanxia Martial Dao will be completely hopeless by then!”
Amongst the crowd, many people with fistful hearts to serve their country could not help but ask in grief.
Zhang Jiuling did not rush to answer, but raised his head and looked beyond the rushing Yellow River in front of him to the land of Jiangdong, which was close at hand.
“Who says the roots are not there?”
“Who says that hope does not exist?”
“Who says that if the Martial God Hall falls, my Yanxia Martial Way will fall?”
“As long as we can hold out until, that person arrives.”
“The fire of my Yanxia Martial Dao will not be extinguished!”
“Please trust my judgement, the one who can decide the survival of my Yanxia Martial Way is not in Yanshan, let alone in the Martial God Hall.”
“Rather, it is in Jiangdong, under the Cloud Top Mountain!”
Zhang Jiuling’s palms were clenched tightly, his gaze burning.
A powerful voice echoed across a thousand miles.
Just like this, under the leadership of Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming, the martial artists of Jiangdong crossed the Yellow River in a mighty manner.
Straight into the land of Jiangdong!
At the same time, on the shores of the East China Sea, on top of a luxurious and huge cruise ship, the three giants of the Chu Sect were gathered here.
At the head of them was the old Chu Sect Master, Chu Yuan.
To the left and right of Chu Yuan were Tang Yun, the current head of the Chu Sect, and Chu Tian Qi, the current head of the Chu Family.
“Yun’er, Tianqi, you two, look out.”
“Look at this sea!”
“Back then, there was a vertical son who messed with my Chu Clan.”
“In the end, it was here that he extinguished himself from the world.”
“History and facts have proven countless times that my magnificent Chu Clan is invincible.”
“Hahahaha…”
It had been nearly three years.
Once again, he returned to this sea.
Chu Yuan’s face, however, was filled with a look of confidence and vigour.
He was like a monarch who was on top of the world, as if the heavens and the earth were all under his feet.
His gaze lifted and he looked towards the divine continent not far away.
“Tian Qi, back then, our ancestor of the Chu family started out in Yanxia Divine State!”
“This land is the land of our ancestors’ dragon prosperity.”
“It deserves to be subservient to my Chu Clan!”
“It has been hundreds of years since our Chu Clan, once again, returned here.”
“This time, no one will be able to stop me anymore!”
Chu Yuan was proud and vigorous. It
It seemed that seizing the martial dao of Yanxia was just like taking something from a bag.
Faced with what Chu Yuan said, Chu Qi Tian smiled proudly.
“Grandfather, give the order.”
“As long as you give the order, at the time of Buddha’s dawn, my grandson will be able to level the Martial God’s Hall.”
“Before tomorrow night, I will present the head of that Yan Xia Pillar State!”
Chu Qi Tian stood proudly, battle intent soaring in his eyes.
He had already decided to destroy Yanshan first, and then sweep away Jiangdong.
He would put that man’s mulberry homeland to the torch.
“Chu Tianfan!”
“You will not know that in the third year after your death, your homeland, your hometown, your people, will all be trampled under my feet!”
The cold wind was bitterly cold, blowing up Chu Qi Tian’s clothes and rattling them.
While the battle intent was raging in the eyes of the two grandfathers and grandsons, Tang Yun, at the side, was exceptionally calm.
She turned her head and looked at the vast sea below the ship, which seemed like an abyss.
I don’t know why, but deep inside Tang Yun’s heart, a strange emotion emerged.
It was as if someone important had appeared here before.
But who was that person?
She couldn’t remember how.
She should have remembered.
Someone so important to her, why couldn’t she remember?
Tang Yun’s complexion gradually emerged a few times.
“Well, what’s wrong with you?” Chu Yuan looked at his prized disciple and asked with a frown.
Tang Yun shook her head, “Teacher, I’m fine. It’s just that my head hurts a little.”
Chu Yuan smiled, and his frown undoubtedly deepened.
“Teacher, it’s fine to rest for a while, it won’t affect the next battle.” Tang Yun said again.
However, Chu Yuan waved his hand, “In this way, you don’t need to participate in the next battle on Yan Mountain.”
“You lead the two xuan meditators, go to the Yan Xia Kunlun Mountain and help me find an item.”
“It has been recorded in my Chu Sect’s ancient books that there is an ancient strong man from Yanxia who was buried in Kunlun, with his burial, the Yan Huang Decree.”
“Find it and bring it back.”
Tang Yun froze.
Chu Tianqi was also puzzled, “Grandpa, it’s just a matter of finding something, why not let the two Elders of Xuan Hei go?”
“There’s no need for Master to go there personally.”
Tang Yun’s strength was second only to Chu Yuan’s.
He really did not understand what grandfather was thinking when he did not have to deal with the Yanxia Martial Dao in the frontal battlefield, but instead sent him to look for something.
“What do you know?”
“The greatest value of Yanxia is no longer in the Martial God Hall, nor in those few pillar states, but in the secret realm buried in the land of Yanxia.”
“The lives of the Sword Saints and their several pillar states combined would not be worth a single Inferno Order.” Chu Yuan said in a deep voice.
Tang Yun nodded, indicating that he would go ahead and seek it out.
“Ehnn, be careful.”
“The burial places of ancient powerhouses are not necessarily not sinister.”
Before leaving, Chu Yuan instructed.
After Tang Yun left, Chu Qi Tian invited the battle to Yanshan.
But Chu Yuan shook his head once again, “Yan Mountain, it is not enough to be feared.”
“I will just bring my own people over.”
“You have other arrangements.”
Chu Yuan said.
The night pa*sed peacefully.
At Yan Xia Yan Mountain, a large number of Martial Dao powerhouses were still gathering.
At the moment of life and death, the entire Yanxia martial practitioners had shown a determination to defend the Martial God Hall to the death.
On the other hand, on the shores of the Eastern Sea, a large number of Chu Sect powerhouses were sitting here.
They did not make any moves, but simply staged their troops here.
It seemed that they were waiting for all the martial artists of Yanxia to converge on the Martial God Hall.
A world-shattering battle was waiting to take place.
The entire borderlands were in a state of tension.
Inside the Martial God Hall, the Sword Saints had not only gathered martial practitioners from all over the country to serve the king, but also kept contacting the other countries to ask for support.
“What?”
“King Froo and the others aren’t here?”
“This D*mned Floo Palace!”
…..
“What about the Soviet Russian martial arts side?”
….
“Where is the Western European royal family?”
…..
However, a round of pleas for help came down.
No one was willing to get involved in this mess at all.
After all, it seemed to everyone that the Martial God Temple was running out of steam.
To help him at this time would clearly be to seek death!
And the land of Jiangdong.
As soon as Li Er and the others got the news that Chu Lin had already set up his troops outside Yanxia Binhai, they ordered them to take Ye Fan’s son and his friends and relatives and retreat to their villa on Yunding Mountain.