"Invade my land of Yanxia and kill my descendants of Yan and Huang."

"Tang Yun, do you know death?!"

Under the Milky Way, the beauty is stained with blood.

Tang Yun, who was seriously injured on the ground, was just like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

The formerly simple and elegant dress was now dotted with bright red and covered with dirt.

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

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

Mo Gucheng's angry voice exploded quietly like thunder from the sky.

There are only a few words, but the murderous intention is raging.

Within the muscles and veins, torrential energy surged uncontrollably.

The surrounding forces of heaven and earth, as if being summoned, converged towards Mo Gucheng's fist.

At this time, Mo Gucheng was like a bow that was gradually being fully drawn.

It was as if the next moment, he could shoot that fatal sword at Tang Yun!

However, facing the direct shouting from the King of Fighters, Tang Yun, who was seriously injured, struggled to raise her head.

The breeze blew the tips of her hair on her forehead, revealing her bloodless and pretty face, which was so haggard.

Like flowers withered in the wind and rain.

There were even tears in his eyebrows.

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

Over the years, ever since Tang Yun became famous in world martial arts, the woman in front of her has always appeared in front of everyone with the most noble and graceful attitude.

Therefore, this was the first time Ye Qingtian saw Tang Yun looking so weak.

Yes, even if Tang Yun is so cold and majestic in normal life, when all the aura fades, she is just a weak woman after all.

For a moment, the God of War actually felt compassion.

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

"She asked for it herself, and she can't blame anyone else."

"The blood debt of one hundred thousand of my people in Yanxia must be paid by someone."

Tang Hao whispered.

When Ye Qingtian heard this, the idea of ​​interceding for Tang Yun just arose in his heart, but he was suppressed in the end.

"It's up to you."

"You three are the permanent masters of the Martial Arts Temple. It is up to you three to discuss how to deal with her."

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

"Taking advantage of others' danger is not our style in Yanxia Martial Arts."

Ye Qingtian looked at the three sword masters and spoke slowly.

However, before the Sword Master and the others could reply, Tang Yun, whose clothes were stained with blood, suddenly laughed.

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

"My sect leader is willing to admit defeat."

"Kill or behead him, it's up to you."

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

There is endless sadness in the desolation.

The deep and majestic eyes of the past were now filled with the despair of wanting to die.

"However, my defeat today, Tang Yun, was not because of your Yanxia Martial Arts Temple."

"The person I lost to was myself, the unfaithful person."

"If you want to blame, blame me, Tang Yun, for looking at the wrong person~"

"If there is an afterlife, I will not only destroy this small Yanyang Town, but I will also massacre Jingzhou and flatten the entire Jiangdong!"

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

It's the so-called hero's end.

Tang Yun, who knew she was in a desperate situation, no longer felt as cold as usual.

At this time, she smiled sadly, with eyes full of desolation and sadness.

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

"Tang Yun, it seems you want to die!"

"If I, the Yanxia Martial God Palace, do not kill you today, I will be sorry for these 100,000 people, and I will be sorry for the hundreds of millions of people in Jiangdong."

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

Mo Gucheng and the others never expected that even now, this Tang Yun would not have even the slightest regret.

Not even a trace of guilt was revealed.

How dare you brazenly say that you want to kill all the people of Jiangdong?

How can they forgive such a crazy person?

Therefore, Tang Yun was not given any chance.

After finishing his words, Mo Gucheng punched Tang Yun hard in the chest.

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

"It's you who bullied others too much!"

"Today, I, the Martial God Temple, will do justice for heaven and kill you, the devil!"

As the saying goes, what is tolerable is unbearable.

If Tang Yun had an attitude of apologizing and acknowledging her mistakes, maybe the Sword Master and the others would have spared Tang Yun's life due to the power of Truman.

But now, Tang Yun has finished speaking.

In this case, what do they have to fear in the hot summer?

The worst case scenario is to break up with Truman.

If you want to fight, then fight.

The hot summer has been famous for five thousand years. In the face of foreign enemies, it has never bowed without a bottom line.

Buzz~

Therefore, the moment he made up his mind to get rid of Tang Yun, the sword in the sword master's hand buzzed out of its sheath.

The loud sound of the sword, like the roar of a dragon and the roar of a tiger, resounded throughout the entire void.

The vertical and horizontal sword energy splits the heaven and the earth.

Where the sharp edge is directed is also Tang Yun's chest.

"Master Tang, that's it."

"The biggest mistake you made in your life was to provoke me, Yanxia Martial Arts, and my Palace of Martial God!"

Boom~

The giant hammer shattered the void, and the sound echoed throughout the world.

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

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

In the end, it was like a thick mountain held in Tang Hao's hands.

Just like that, it hit Tang Yun hard with the force of crushing Ling Xiao.

One punch, one sword, one hammer, three major titles, three pillar kingdoms, and three most powerful offensives.

In the flash of lightning, it suddenly bloomed.

Like fireworks, blooming in the night.

The surging power is as powerful as the river and the sea.

No one doubts that Tang Yun will definitely die under this offensive!

Perhaps, Tang Yun is the leader of Chumen and is number one on the heavenly list.

But after all, she was seriously injured and had a weak body.

No matter how glorious and mighty they were, they could no longer stop the killing blows of the three sword masters.
To be continued...