"Old Ye, you can't leave..."

"Mars!"

"Ye Qingtian, come back for me..."

Tang Hao was anxious and full of heart, his old eyes were red, and he got up and wanted to chase him.

But how could he catch up?

The sky ahead was long gone, and the trace of the God of War had long disappeared.

"Sword Saint, we can't live without the God of War..."

"We have to find the God of War back."

"Sword Saint, say something."

"What should we do in the future..."

Tang Hao was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

However, the Sword Saint was spread on the ground at this time, and he sat there leaning against the huge rock.

Leave speechless for a long time.

However, the old eyes were filled with sadness and confusion.

At this moment, the sword saint's mind was still echoing the words of the God of War.

For some reason, when I heard Ye Qingtian say that he had personally ruined the future of Yanxia martial arts and destroyed the overall situation of Yanxia, ​​the sword saint's heart was like a knife.

At that moment, the Sword Saint seemed to have all his strength been pulled out in an instant.

I just feel that the career I have worked hard for throughout my life and all the achievements I have made in the first half of my life are meaningless.

For so many years, the Sword Saint has been in charge of the Temple of the Martial God and has worked hard.

From the first day of entering Yanshan, the Sword Saint thought that one day in the future, their Yanxia martial arts will be able to return to their former peak.

Just like a hundred years ago, once again dominated the world's martial arts and glory reappeared.

This is his obsession.

However, he worked hard all his life, but now the God of War said that he destroyed Yanxia.

It is conceivable how much impact the Sword Saint was in his heart at this moment?

"Tang...Tang Hao, I...I really ruined the future of our Yanxia martial arts?"

The Sword Saint suddenly looked up and looked at Tang Hao with his eyes straight.

At this time, he was like a child who longed to be recognized by others.

The eyes were filled with expectations.

Tang Hao was silent.

Finally, Tang Hao sighed long: "Sword Saint, the God of War has something right."

"Trumen, I'll do it sooner or later."

"We have escaped today, and we cannot escape tomorrow."

"Maybe, we should really go and fight that day."

Many days have passed since Ye Fan's death.

However, the scene of that day did not become dull with the passage of time, but became more and more profound.

Every night, Tang Hao closed his eyes and saw the scene of the man falling down.

It's like a videotape, played over and over again.

In fact, even if the God of War was not mentioned, Tang Hao had already regretted it.

They should not be indifferent.

They should be fighting with those people!

They should protect Ye Fan!

If you fight, maybe there will be a chance.

But now, there is no chance at all.

When Chu Yuan's injuries recover, when the Chu family regained their strength, and when Chu Yuan led the strong into Yanxia.

Without the God of War and Ye Fan, who else can stop them?

Just as the God of War said, in front of the powerful Truman, Yanxia martial arts has no future.

Tang Hao's sigh undoubtedly became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

The last hint of hope in the sword saint's eyes immediately dimmed.

Then, his body trembled, his blood was red, and he vomited all over the ground.

Hit the ground with a bang!

"Sword Saint!"

"Uncle Xiao!"

....

"Quick, carry it in!"

"Save people quickly!"

....

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The news that the God of War withdrew from the Temple of Martial God was like an ocean storm and soon spread throughout the martial arts world.

For a moment, the whole world shook!

Yanxia martial arts is even more sad!

It rained all night long.

Under such blows, Yanxia Martial Arts fell into an unprecedented underestimation.

Jiangbei, Annan, Xijiang...

The martial arts worlds in all provinces were depressed.

It’s like the west mountain at dusk!

And in the whole world, I am amazed that Yanxia martial arts will be at a slump.

The extreme north, the icebergs and snow.

The world is all white.

Birds fly across thousands of mountains, and people die in thousands of paths!
Chapter completed!