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For the country and the people

This sword can be said to be the sword intent and the internal energy gathered to the extreme. The sword power is unparalleled.

The fallen leaves rolled in the square in an instant.

Countless fallen leaves swept towards the empty boy with the sword force.

As soon as the sword move was released, countless cracks appeared on the ground. This was broken by the overflowing sword energy.

The invisible but extremely forced sword force attacked the empty son with the power of opening mountains and splitting stones.

This sword force can make the waterfall roll back.

However, the empty bastard stood with his hands behind his back, and there was still a smile on his lips.

A blue sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

The big sword was several meters long and slashed down with a bang.

Qi and force collided violently.

Countless fallen leaves turned into powder.

A very deep gully appeared in the square, revealing the deep yellow soil under the marble.

The wind and sand are gone.

Jun Tian’s mouth was covered with blood, his face was filled with a bitter smile, and the rainbow in his hand broke into two pieces, bowing to the empty son, "Thank you, senior, thank you for your advice."

On the 17th floor of Jiange, Monk Wude's expression changed slightly.

It turns out that the Empty Son has also reached the extreme.

That day, he was obviously hiding his clumsiness when he fought with the Lord of Pojun Palace who was close to the extreme.

The empty son floated into the pavilion again, and only his words fell, "The Sword Immortal has 50% chance of reaching the extreme level in this life."

Jun Tianfang looked at the broken Changhong sword in his hand, threw the hilt on the ground, smiled, and floated on his body.

Of course he understood that the empty son was helping him to give up his sword.

After Xiaodang arrived in the attic, his face showed a slight slight slight slight slightest expression, "Even if you enter the extreme, do you still have the confidence to fight to the death?"

Monk Wude's hand paused slightly when he turned the Buddhist beads, and he actually smiled bitterly, "You guy, you really have to suppress all the monks in the world..."

When he was in Yanyu Camp, he was the peerless master second only to the Kongdaozi, and he was always chasing him. Later, he escaped into the Guans, realized the way to let go, and was able to break through the extreme realm. Unexpectedly, he was left behind by the Kongdaozi.

Even when his arms are strong, Monk Wude may not be the opponent of the empty boy. Now, his chances of winning are even slim.

Jun Tianfang suddenly spoke, "If the Buddha in the world wants to ask the Sword God for advice, although Jun Tianfang is weak, he is willing to help him to the death."

As he said that, he looked at the empty boy with complicated eyes.

Although he had just carried the love of the empty son, his heart was undoubtedly towards the Song Dynasty. If the empty son really wanted to go to Shu, there would be no need to fight today.

Monk Wude looked at the sword slaves.

The sword slaves looked at the empty son.

"No more fighting, no more fighting."

The empty bastard waved his hand, but sat back on the cushion again, "I have been fighting and killing for most of my life, and I have not stopped. In the future, it is really time to stop."

Monk Wude frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

The Kongdouzi smiled and said, "Even you, a irritable guy, is just a monk, so how could I go against the court? Yanyu Camp was created in my hands. I cherish the wings of Yanyu Camp more than you. Yanyu Camp can be dispersed, but I will never bear the name of traitor."

His eyes gradually became deeper, "When Xiangyang fell, I disbanded the Yanyu Camp on the spot, but I really didn't want to see my brothers die under the Yuan thief army. At that time, the Yanyu Camp was in full swing. If it were not disbanded, the brothers would probably not be able to blame the court and fight to the Yuan Dynasty to death. But what's the point? With our ability at the beginning, even if we killed tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of troops, we could not save the country from danger. If the country was about to perish, it was not something that we, the martial artists, could stop it. It would be better to let all the brothers survive."

Monk Wude spoke, "Then now the emperor is wise and powerful, why don't you take your brothers to serve and reappear the power of Yanyu Camp?"

But Oxman asked back: "Why don't you go?"

Wude was stunned for a while and finally smiled bitterly.

Yes, they are all old. Even if they arrive at Wudingtang, how long can they serve the imperial court?

There are talents in the country generation, and now most of the brothers in Yanyu Camp have withered.

The Kongdouzi said again: "After the Battle of Xiangyang, the treacherous minister Jia Sidao was still in power, and the court retreated step by step. I took my brothers to wander around the world, and it did mean to hide the world, but in the end I came to Shu and created the Zangjian Pavilion. Do you know why?"

“Why?”

"The Heavenly Suanzi came to me and said that he observed the celestial phenomena at night and found that a dragon would appear in Shu."

"The dragon is coming out of Shu?"

Wude suddenly showed a look of surprise, "Then the emperor now..."

Tiansuanzi is the least powerful person in Yanyu Camp, but he is also the most proficient person in Yanyu Camp. He can catch up with Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty.

Kong Dangzi shook his head slightly, "I don't know. Tian Suanzi said that the Song Dynasty had exhausted its energy. For some reason, now there is a real dragon like the emperor. Perhaps it is difficult for heaven to measure, and even Tian Suanzi can't see through it!"

Monk Wude said, "Where is the Heavenly Suanzi?"

The Huo Dangzi sighed, "Bu Suan the world's general trend, he hurt the foundation, and soon after seeing me, he disappeared."

Monk Wude was slightly stunned, sighed softly, and then said, "Then what are you planning to stay in Shu?"

The Ox Dowman said, "I originally wanted to assist the True Dragon and rebuild the country again. The world is in the hands of our Han people, but it is better than in the hands of the Yuan thieves. Now... As you said, I am really good at getting along with each other, but I am more inclined to our Emperor of Song, which made my brothers go out to help the Song Dynasty. However, I will not help the Song Dynasty again in the future, and I will not be able to do anything. I can do the best to send swords and help Chongqing. If I help the Song Dynasty, those people in Shu may have their best efforts to destroy my Sword Pavilion."

"Are you afraid of death?"

Monk Wude asked.

The Huo Tang shook his head, "I'm not afraid. I just didn't see the final belonging of the world, and I just died like this, I feel unwilling to accept it..."

Monk Wude's voice was low, "Do you want to see the two dragons fighting?"

Then a cold look appeared in his eyes, "If Qianlong in Shuzhong has a greater chance of winning, wouldn't you want to help Shuzhong?"

The Huo Dangzi nodded, then shook his head and murmured: "At that time, our brothers in Yanyu Camp swore that they would kill traitors for the whole world in this life... Have you not seen through it since the Battle of Xiangyang? If we were loyal to the Song Dynasty, then Yanyu Camp would be just the minions of the Song Dynasty. In those years, we were all wrong, saying that they were trying to eliminate traitors for the country, but the traitors in the country were in power, and what we did was to help the evildoers."
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