"Invade my Yanxia land and kill my Yanhuang descendants."

"Tang Yun, do you know death?"

Under the river of heaven, the beauty is stained with blood.

Tang Yun, who was seriously injured on the ground, was just like a fairy who fell to the mortal world.

Above the simple and elegant long skirts, there were already bright red spots and dust.

In front of her, the King of Fighters, the Sword Saint and others stood tall.

Just like that, he looked down at the Lord of Truman in front of him.

Mo Gucheng's angry voice exploded quietly like the thunder of the Nine Heavens.

A few words, there was a surge of murderous intent.

Among the tendons and veins, the surging Yuan power cannot stop surging.

The surrounding power of heaven and earth was gathered towards Mo Gucheng's fist as if it was summoned.

At this time, Mo Gucheng was like a powerful bow gradually pulling.

It seemed as if you could shoot at Tang Yun in the next moment, that fatal sword!

However, facing the King of Fighters' questioning, Tang Yun, who was seriously injured, struggled to raise her head vigorously.

The breeze blew up the ends of her forehead, revealing her pretty face without any blood, which was so haggard.

It seems like flowers that withered in the wind and rain.

There were even tears in the eyebrows.

Seeing Tang Yun’s appearance at this time, Ye Qingtian was suddenly stunned.

After so many years, since Tang Yun became famous in the world of martial arts, the woman in front of her has always appeared in front of everyone in a noble and graceful manner.

So, this is the first time Ye Qingtian has seen Tang Yun look so weak.

Yes, even though Tang Yun is so cold and majestic on weekdays, she is just a weak woman after all.

For a moment, the God of War felt pity.

Perhaps because he saw Ye Qingtian's tender side, Tang Hao suddenly patted the God of War on the shoulder at this time.

"This is what she asked for, and she can't blame others."

"I always need someone to pay the blood debts of my 100,000 people in Yanxia."

Tang Hao whispered.

When Ye Qingtian heard this, he had just had the idea of ​​asking for helping Tang Yun to plead, but he was finally suppressed.

"Whatever you guys."

"You three are the permanent hall masters of the Temple of the God of War. Let's discuss how to deal with her."

"However, King of Fighters and Sword Saint, if possible, try to spare her life."

"It's not our Yanxia martial arts style to take advantage of others' danger."

Ye Qingtian looked at the Sword Saints and said slowly.

However, before the sword saint and the others could answer, Tang Yun, who was stained with blood in the dress in front, suddenly smiled.

"I, Tang Yun, don't need your mercy."

"I am willing to accept the loss by betting."

"If you want to kill and cut, you can deal with it."

Tang Yun shook her head and smiled. The desolate laughter was like the bleak cold wind in autumn.

In the bleakness, there is endless sadness.

In the deep and majestic eyes of the past, there was despair of all the desire to die.

"However, my Tang Yun's defeat today is not because of your Yanxia Martial God Temple."

"I lost to myself, the unfaithful person."

"If you want to blame, I will blame me, Tang Yun. I took a look and saw the wrong person~"

"If there is a next life, I will not only flatten this small Yanyang Town, but also slaughter Jingzhou and flatten the entire Jiangdong!"

"If you don't kill all the people in Jiangdong, how can you eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

As the saying goes, the end of heroes.

I know that Tang Yun, who is deeply trapped in a desperate situation, no longer has the coldness she usually has.

At this moment, she smiled sadly with desolation and sadness.

In those sad words, there was endless loss and grievance.

"Tang Yun, it seems that you are determined to die!"

"Today, if my Yanxia Martial God Temple does not kill you, I will be sorry for these 100,000 people, and even more so for the billions of people in Jiangdong."

Tang Yun's last words undoubtedly completely angered the King of Fighters and others.

Mo Gucheng and the others never thought that even now, Tang Yun would not feel any regret.

Even a trace of guilt didn't show any thoughts.

He was even arrogant and wanted to kill all the people of Jiangdong?

How can they forgive such a crazy person?

So, there was no chance to give Tang Yun any more.

After the words were finished, Mo Gucheng punched Tang Yun directly in the chest.

"Master Tang, it's not that I, Yanxia Martial Arts, cannot tolerate you."

"But you, you're too bullying!"

"Today, my Temple of War will do the way for heaven and kill you, the devil!"

As the saying goes, it is tolerant.

If Tang Yun had an apology and knew his mistake, due to the power of Truman, perhaps the Sword Saint and others would have left Tang Yun with their life.

But now, Tang Yun has already said nothing.

In this case, what should they be afraid of in the hot summer?

At worst, it would be a rift with Truman.

If you want to fight, then fight.

The hot summer has been famous for 5,000 years. Facing foreign enemies, he has never bowed without any bottom line.

Buzz ~

So, the moment when he made up his mind to get rid of Tang Yun, the sword saint was unsheathed.

The loud sword sound was like a dragon roaring, resounding throughout the void.

The sword energy spreads across the world.

Wherever the sharpness is, Tang Yun’s chest is also.

"The Lord of Tang, that's the end."

"Your biggest mistake in your life is to provoke me Yanxia martial arts and provoke my Martial God's Palace!"

Boom ~

The giant hammer shattered the void, and the sounds resounded throughout the world.

After the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters both took action, Tang Hao was not willing to be outdone.

The black divine hammer in his hand surged in the storm.

In the end, it was like a heavy mountain, held by Tang Hao in his hand.

In this way, with the momentum of shattering Lingxiao, he smashed Tang Yun hard.

One punch, one sword and one hammer, three major titles, three pillars, and three strongest offensives.

It suddenly bloomed in the middle of lightning.

It was like fireworks blooming in the night.

That surging power is just like a river and a sea.

No one doubted that under this offensive, Tang Yun would definitely die!

Perhaps, Tang Yun is the leader of the True clan and the number one on the Tianlist.

But in the end, she was seriously injured and had a weak body.

No matter how much glory there was, in its strong power, it could no longer stop the killing attack of the three swordsmans.
To be continued...