However, when the scalper left, Li Er still instructed: "If you can save it, you will save it. If you can't save it, you don't have to force it. People should know their destiny."

"Anyway, Mr. Niu will fight quickly and return to Jiangdong as soon as possible."

Li Er asked the scalper to save the Sword Saint and the others, but it was just for national justice. It was the best to be able to save it, even if it could not be saved, it can only be said that the War God Temple has exhausted its energy.

The most important thing now is the Genting Mountain.

The gatherings here are heroes and elites from Jiangdong and Jiangbei, as well as Mr. Chu’s relatives and friends and sons.

Therefore, Li Er naturally instructed the scalper to come back as soon as possible.

"Yeah, don't worry."

"You have formation protection here."

"This formation is very mysterious."

"Even if I, Lao Niu, will be unable to break through for a while."

"You have formation protection. Even if the Truman army is really here, they can block them for a lot of time."

The scalper patted Li Er on the shoulder so that he didn't have to be afraid.

"Okay, my old cow is gone!"

The scalper shouted, then walked away with two pig's trotters in his mouth, and soon disappeared from the end of everyone's sight.

"Second...Second Master, what kind of creature is this?"

On the top of the Genting Mountain, everyone was shocked to see the leaving scalpers.

It just feels like watching a movie.

Li Er shook his head: "I don't know either. However, this scalper should have no malicious intentions towards us."

"From its words, I feel that it has a good relationship with Mr. Chu."

"I guess Mr. Chu should have left another protection for us during his lifetime."

"Mr. Chu has been so kind to our Jiangdong."

"First build a protective array to cover my Jiangdong elders."

"Now, another sacred cow has arrived in the world to protect our peace."

"It is really a blessing for me to have a Mr. Chu in Jiangdong!"

Li Er admired him very much.

Lei Laosan and others around him were also moved.

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Yanshan, His Highness the God of War.

It's already full of devastation.

Wherever you see, there are ravines.

The bright red blood flowed down the rugged rocks of Yanshan Mountain as if blood was bloody.

The martial arts coalition forces formed by the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters were unable to resist the embarrassment of Truman's army.

After a few days of fierce battle, he was completely defeated.

Finally, it turned into a one-sided massacre!

The warriors in Jiangnan Province, Xijiang Province, and the three eastern provinces all fell under the butcher's knife of the powerful Truman.

The Grandmaster of Haotian, Tang Hao, could not bear to see the Yanxia warriors being slaughtered.

He fought seriously and rushed into the battle, fighting to the death with the Truman strong men.

However, the strength gap between the two forces is so big.

There was no need for Chu Yuan to take action. Several elders of the Chu family joined forces with the Chu family's Dragon Guards and nearly ten powerful masters and powerful men to jointly strangle Tang Hao.

Even if you consume it, you can consume a title master to death!

What's more, all the Truman strong men have mastered the combined attack formation.

With the joint efforts of the top ten masters, even if they faced Tang Hao head-on, they would not be at all inferior.

In the end, Tang Hao died in battle!

The heart was pierced by the elders of the Truman family with swords.

That day, blood soaked in the sky, and the scarlet blood was even more dazzling than the blazing sunset.

The once burly and majestic Han paper fell on that evening in the hot summer!

"Tang Hao!"

....

"Master Haotian!"

.....

Behind me, countless people shouted compassionately.

The sad crying and roaring seemed to be like thousands of people crying together.

However, Tang Hao could no longer hear the bitter voices of this world.

He stood on the top of Yanshan Mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed his whole body red.

The black hammer in the hand no longer has the glory of the past.

But he still held it.

The bloody eyes looked at the Truman army in front of us, the corpses of compatriots under our feet, the devastated land of China, and the god of death gradually approaching.

Is this the feeling of death?

Is this the feeling of life coming to an end?

That year, when that man died, he should have experienced the same scene as him.

If he had been braver at that time, their Martial God Temple would have been crueler and chose to protect that man.

Perhaps, Yanshan today will not suffer a catastrophe.

That man always has a way.

He has so many strong men under his command, and so many people around him who follow him, even the moon god in the country of Japan will be crazy about him.

If he had him in Yanxia martial arts, he would not have reached the point of destruction today.

But, now, what's the use of thinking about this?

The wheels of time roll forward, and nothing can be done again.

After all, their Martial God Temple did not take action. After all, their Yanxia Martial Arts chose to stay out of the matter and remained indifferent. The man was finally dead.

Therefore, today they will eventually be destroyed.

Everything has been settled.

It seems that the script has been written long ago, everything is moving forward according to the predetermined trajectory.

......

Vitality dissipates and vision becomes blurry.

At the moment before his death, many scenes kept passing by Tang Hao.

However, when his eyes were frozen in the devastated land of China, Tang Hao felt endless sadness and unwillingness in his heart.

He loves this country, he loves this land, he loves the people here.

But now, everything will be destroyed under the iron hooves of Truman.

He suddenly raised the black hammer, used all his last strength in his life, and roared at the Truman people: "I don't care about it, I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

With countless unwillingness and grief, Tang Hao let out a shocking roar.

Then, he activated all the remaining true energy in his body and detonated his body on the top of Yanshan Mountain!

Tang Hao, one of the Six Pillar Kingdoms in Yanxia, ​​fell here!

Until his death, he turned himself into fireworks and bloomed in the land he loved!

"retreat!"

"Get back!"

...

No one expected that Tang Hao would choose this way of death in the end.

Truman's people were all scared.
To be continued...