The wind and sand gradually stopped, and the rolling sea of ​​clouds returned to silence.

With the appearance of Chu Yuan, the originally noisy Yanshan Mountain was like the sky after heavy rain, extremely quiet.

Everyone stopped.

Truman's men kneeled on the ground to greet their faith.

The Yanxia warrior looked up, and everyone looked as if they were dead.

In my heart, I felt a sense of powerlessness that I could look up to the mountains.

Ignoring the kneeling of the powerful Chu people, after Chu Yuan descended to Yanshan, he just looked down at the surrounding world with deep old eyes.

"It's been so many years. I remember the last time I came to Yanshan, when I was a child."

"This time is just like a flash of time."

"In a trance, life has been over half."

It was as if he was traveling again in the old place, Chu Yuan stood there, feeling moved when he was touched by the scene, and he kept sighing.

"In the hot summer at that time, martial arts were prosperous."

"The strong man who has titled the title has made people in the world frightened."

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Yanxia martial arts has declined more and more."

"After losing Chu Tianfan, he is so vulnerable."

Chu Yuan shook his head and smiled.

Before, when he was attacking Yanxia, ​​he wanted to use the power of the entire sect to destroy the Temple of Martial God.

After all, Yanxia martial arts has lasted for thousands of years and is the origin of the world's martial arts.

Chu Yuan undoubtedly dared not underestimate this kind of place.

However, when Chu Yuan really started to do something, he realized that he had completely admired Yanxia martial arts.

He didn't even let the two elders of Xuan Ming take action, and relying on the strong men under his command, he pushed Yanxia's martial arts to Yanshan.

However, Ye Qingtian's appearance surprised Chu Yuan a little.

"You are the God of War in Yanxia, ​​Ye Qingtian?"

"I remember that your strength is not at the top ten on the Tianlist."

"But now, with one person's strength, he blocked our Truman army and defeated our Truman's joint attack formation head-on."

"If you can do this, you can also make it to the top five on the sky list."

"It seems that your strength has improved a lot over the years."

Chu Yuan's vision finally fell on Ye Qingtian alone.

Chu Yuan can see the current situation very clearly.

Yanxia martial arts have basically been beaten and destroyed by them.

The Sword Saint and the King of Fighters were also seriously injured and basically lost their combat effectiveness.

The so-called ten masters of Yanxia are all half dead.

The remaining few are not enough evidence.

Wherever you are, the only threat to Yanxia martial arts is the man named Ye Qingtian in front of you.

"It's hard for Mr. Chu to know my Ye Qingtian's name."

"I don't know if it's honor or fear."

Ye Qingtian turned around, with no joy or sorrow on his tough face, and he just looked directly at Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan smiled.

"It doesn't matter whether it is honor or fear. As long as you know, today is you, your Martial God Temple, and the death of your Yanxia Martial Arts, it's right."

Chu Yuan's words were plain, but in his faint tone, there was the domineering aura of severing life and death, and robbing life and death.

"Hahaha.."

"I dare not refute it when I say that Ye Qingtian and the Temple of Martial God are coming."

"But your Yanxia martial arts have been cut off. Don't you think this tone is too big?"

"I have been in Yanxia martial arts for five thousand years. Over the years, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have appeared in this world who have suppressed an era. I have not even know how many powerful enemies have encountered invasions in Yanxia martial arts."

"But over the years, my Yanxia martial arts have been continuing."

"No matter how strong you are, you may be the best in the world now. But if you are in the long river of history, what is your Chu Yuan compared to the ancients in the past?"

"They can't cut off my Yanxia martial arts, are you worthy?"

Ye Qingtian laughed coldly, and the rolling loud sound was like thunder blew up. "Then try it."

Chu Yuan raised his hand, the mountains, rivers and earth began to tremble, and the sea of ​​clouds around him began to roll.

The power of heaven and earth around him seemed to be crazy and began to gather at Chu Yuan's subordinates.

The whole world seemed to be boiling.

This is the power of the divine realm.

With every move, there is the power to shake the world.

"God of War, go!"

"Go away!"

"You are not his opponent."

"I'm not willing to die, you have to live."

"Assist my Yanxia martial arts and recreate my former glory!"

"As long as you are here, I will never cut off my Yanxia martial arts!"

After feeling Chu Yuan's power to destroy the world, the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters knew that they would have no hope of turning the tables in Yanxia this time.

The Sword Saint and the others in despair called Ye Qingtian and asked Ye Qingtian to leave Yanshan and ignore their lives.

"Please leave the god of war!"

....

"Please leave Yanshan with the god of war!"

....

At this time, the eyes of the surrounding warriors in the summer were red.

They also knew that the demise of Yanxia martial arts was already today.

However, before dying, they also wanted to save the last bit of fire for Yanxia martial arts.

That's Ye Qingtian!

As long as Ye Qingtian is not dead, their Yanxia martial arts will have a day to revive.

For a moment, the Yanxia warriors covered in blood and were deeply trapped in desperate situations knelt on the ground, their eyes red, and they asked Ye Qingtian to escape from Yanshan with sadness.

Faced with the pleas of the entire Yanxia warrior, Ye Qingtian shook his head.

"Sword Saint, you should know my character Ye Qingtian after so many years."

"My brothers, my fellow countrymen, and my people are behind me."

"I can't do it if you ask me to give up on them and ignore their life and death."

"I would rather die with you."

Ye Qingtian said calmly, life and death seemed to be very ordinary in his eyes.

"Old Ye, now is not the time to act voluntarily."

"You are not only Ye Qingtian, but also the God of War in Yanxia. The first master of the Temple of Martial God. You should put the overall situation first!"

"Before the overall situation of the revival of Yanxia martial arts, what is the life and death of these people?"

"Go!"

The Sword Saint was anxious, his old eyes were filled with tears.

The King of Fighters was also angry, asking Ye Qingtian to put the overall situation first and immediately escape from Yanshan.

"The overall situation is the most important thing?"

Ye Qingtian suddenly laughed.

"At that time, you gave up Ye Fan because of the so-called overall situation you mentioned."

"How can it be turned out?"

"Martial arts are destroyed, and the fire and summer are in danger."
To be continued...