Zhou Yuanqi smashed several rocks, and her head hit the rocks hard, causing her head to bleed and her flesh and blood were blurred.

He Lu fell off the cliff and his life or death is unknown.

Zhao Liming's ribs were broken and his thigh was crushed.

Chen Feiyu and Leng Jue struggled hard to stand up from the ground, but their bodies were severely injured and it was difficult to support them.

Ye Liqiu and Yang Zhuting fell together, holding each other's hands and retreating continuously.

"You guys can't do this?" Jian Ying let go of his foot on Zhao Liming's leg, sneered, and said calmly.

Chen Feiyu and Leng Jue were still struggling, but they were on the verge of reaching their limit and could not stand up at all.

At this moment, the crisis has completely arrived.

At this moment, people in all the cities in Xia Kingdom were watching the scene on the mountain through radar, and they couldn't help but stay in place.

The strongest people in the Xia Kingdom and the strongest people in the world have now fallen at the feet of Jian Ying.

At this time, Jian Ying had already raised the sword in his hand.

The moment his sword falls, perhaps this world will cease to exist.

"Is it over?"

"We can't escape the crisis of destruction after all!"

"Even a few of them have lost, and we have no chance."

The radar images being broadcast simultaneously throughout the city allowed everyone in the city to see it extremely clearly.

When thousands of people looked at Zhou Yuanqi, he was still struggling.

Look at Zhao Liming still holding the sword tightly.

Looking at Yang Zhuting and Ye Liqiu's hands holding together.

Watching Bai Qiangwei fall to the ground and He Lu rolling down the cliff.

Then he looked at the unwilling expressions of Chen Feiyu and Leng.

At this moment, everyone knows that they have tried their best.

"We are finished. We will lose this battle after all!"

"I hate that I can't go to Wangzang Mountain and fight side by side with them."

"No matter how hard we try, we can't escape the fate of destruction." People have given up all hope.

but.

At this time, a voice came from the communicator that Jiuzhou opened to the whole city: "No! It's not over yet, we can't give up, we still have hope, we still have a chance!"

When people heard this sound, all the streets and alleys of the city started talking.

And this voice keeps echoing in everyone's ears.

"It's not over yet?"

"Do we still have a chance?"

"Look, what is that? Look, everyone, there is something flying from the sky!" Suddenly, a person roared on a certain street in the city.

They looked straight at the radar image transmitted on the screen.

The moment the voice fell, everyone looked at the screen.

At this moment, they saw a figure burning with silver-white light approaching Wang Zangshan.

That's a person.

Close!

He is getting closer.

He was wearing a battle robe, and the silver-white cloak on his body was rustling. He was holding a long sword in his hand, and he was as majestic as clouds.

"It's the World-Proud War Lord!" Someone in the city roared, causing countless people to exclaim.

I saw the figure flying in the sky, wasn't it Yang Huanyu who had been missing for many years?

"Haha, it's the proud war lord who's here!"

"The proud warrior is here!"
Chapter completed!