Tang Yun was too badly injured after all, if it wasn't for Ye Fan using some tactics just now, I guess Tang Yun wouldn't even be able to stay awake at this moment.
"Sorry War God, we'll talk later."
"Let's go first."
Seeing Tang Yun in such a state, Ye Fan's heart became even more worried.
He immediately ran over and picked up Tang Yun, who was wounded and spitting blood, and against the night, crossed the Yellow River and went straight into the land of the Maple Sea.
Soon, he disappeared into the night.
Only the God of War was left alone in this place.
"This brat, why is he holding so tightly?"
"Don't you know that men and women are different and are not taught to be intimate?"
Looking at the direction the two Ye Fan left, Ye Qingtian secretly cursed. In his heart, it was envy and jealousy.
"Rather, I let this bastard boy, take advantage of it."
Finally, the God of War shook his head with a bitter laugh.
One had to know that in the martial arts world, the Lord of the Chu Sect, Tang Yun, was a goddess in the hearts of many Sealed Sect Masters.
After all, not only was Tang Yun young and beautiful, she also had an uncommon temperament.
Strength and power were both present, and nobility and grace existed side by side.
Such a woman simply fulfils all the fantasies a man has for his other half.
Only such a strange woman could enter the eyes of the War God of Yanxia, right?
"But what exactly is the relationship between Ye Fan and Tang Yun?"
"Could it be that they are relatives?"
"But, I haven't heard Ye Fan talk about it."
"So it's master and disciple?"
"It doesn't look like that either."
....
"Then it should be relatives."
...
Ye Qingtian muttered to himself, as if he was guessing, and as if he was comforting himself.
On the other side, Yan Yang Town.
The ground was full of ruins, and as far as the eye could see, there were broken walls and ruins.
The earth was also covered in ravines, with cracks as thick as a bucket stretching for almost a thousand metres.
At this moment, the Yanxia Martial Divine Hall and a group of Dragon Gods were still facing off against each other.
With the addition of Ice Emperor Su Muqiu, the Martial God Temple's side, naturally, no longer dared to make any rash moves.
The three Sword Saints leaned close together, standing at attention, their eyes staring dead ahead, their spirits nearly tense to the extreme, looking as if they were facing a great enemy.
Opposite them, the Dragon Gods were very casual.
Gaia, in particular, was humming a little tune, looking at the Fist King and the others with eyes full of playfulness.
However, what made the Sword Saint and the others distinctly strange was this.
It was clear that Gaia and the others already had an absolute advantage, but these people were only confronting them, the Yanxia Martial God Temple, but were hesitant to make a move.
This situation was undoubtedly a torment to Mo Qucheng and the others.
It was like a death row prisoner being tortured in a torture chamber, with the butcher's knife not falling for a long time.
This situation lasted for a long time.
Finally, it was Gaia who broke the silence.
He lifted his footsteps and walked towards the front.
Just as the Sword Saint and the others were preparing to fight, Gaia walked forward and patted the Ice Emperor and the others on the shoulder, "The Dragon Lord has almost gone far away, let's retreat as well."
The Ice Emperor and the others nodded their heads.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
After saying that, the several Dragon God powerhouses in front of them all vanish into the air.
As fast as they came, they also left.
In just the blink of an eye, the group of sealed powerhouses that had originally brought a life and death crisis to the Sword Saint and the others disappeared without a trace.
"Whew~"
"Saved~"
With the crisis lifted, Tang Hao, who had been tensing his heartstrings, immediately let out a long sigh of relief.
"I thought that this fierce battle would be inevitable today."
"Rather, I didn't expect that these people would just leave." Tang Hao laughed happily.
The Sword Saint didn't say anything, just frowned and looked ahead into the endless blackness.
Only after a moment of silence did he say worriedly, "Don't you guys think it's strange?"
"These people, who have the advantage, do not take advantage of it and pursue it, but turn away."
"Tonight, it's a great opportunity to strike hard at my Yanxia Martial Dao, and they've gone just like that?"
Tang Hao nodded, "It's indeed a bit strange. But I reckon it's because they're worried about Tang Yun's safety, so they're in a hurry to rush over for protection."
"After all, the purpose of these people coming here is to shield Tang Yun from leaving. And not to deal with us."
Tang Hao slowly analyzed.
"I guess so."
"I just don't know, how is it going on the War God's side."
"Tang Yun, was he left behind yet." The Sword Saint's low voice slowly thought.
However, just as the two Sword Saints were talking, the Fist Emperor, who was beside him, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a puff.
Immediately afterwards, his body shook for a moment, and Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng actually fell straight to the ground.
"Fist Emperor, what happened to you?"
"Is everything alright?"
The two Tang Hao were instantly alarmed and asked anxiously.
But the Fist Emperor had already passed out at this point.
In tonight's great battle, the one who had been abused the most was Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng.
Before, he was afraid of losing face and had been relying on his willpower to hold on so that he didn't fall down.
Now that the crisis was over, the string in Mo Gucheng's heart was loosened, and naturally his injuries could not be suppressed.
A mouthful of dirty blood was spat out and he collapsed.
Seeing this, the Sword Saint and the others naturally did not dare to delay, so they hurriedly took the Fist Emperor back to heal his wounds.
As for those intruders, the Sword Saint and the others no longer had the heart to care about them.
Nor could they care!
The other side was too powerful.
It had already exceeded the upper limit of what the Martial God Hall could handle.
"Worthy of being the Chu Sect."
"The casual display of majesty has left me, Yanxia, looking at the dust."
Thinking of this, the worry in the Sword Saint's heart grew even greater.
For all these years, the Sword Saint and the others had worked hard to cultivate talents for the martial dao of Yanxia.
It was so that one day, when the Chu Sect came back and attacked Yanxia again, they would not be as passive as they had been back then.
However, the Sword Saint was slightly frustrated that after all these years, there was still a huge gap between the martial power of Yanxia and that of the Chu Sect.
The power that the Chu Sect had revealed tonight alone had left them helpless.
Do you know that this did not even include the other two family masters?
Moreover, this was still the case of the Chu Clan's clan master, Tang Yun, who had lost his fighting ability.
"Ai, the gap is still huge~"
In the darkness of the night, a ghostly sigh came out.
In that sigh, there was all the worry and concern for the future of the country.
"If only Chu Tianfan hadn't fallen."
"Back then, he was able to defeat the Japanese martial dao with a single person, and in time, I fear that he would have been an existence that surpassed the God of War."
"Unfortunately, the heavens have not blessed my Yanxia~"
On the way back, Sword Saint thought a lot.
He only wanted, right now, a certain way out for the future of Yanxia's martial dao.
The feeling of having the life and death of a nation's martial art in someone's hands was really unpleasant.
However, within a short period of time, if the Yanxia Martial Way wanted to rely on its own strength and have the power to defend itself under the authority of the Chu Sect, Jian Sheng still found it difficult and hard.
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Fenghai, the Chu family old mansion.
"Grandma Tai, open the door."
"It's Little Fan."
It was just slightly dawn when a sharp knock on the door broke the calm of the town.
However, the first thing that came was not the sound of Mrs. Ye Fan's footsteps, but a sharp barking of a dog.
It was Ye Fan's grandma's big black dog that she kept captive in the house, running over and barking wildly at Ye Fan through the door.
"This dog thing, go and call my Tai Grandmother."
"Hurry up~"
"Or someone is going to die."
Ye Fan urged anxiously.
It was as if the big black dog could understand Ye Fan's words, and surprisingly, it really turned its head and ran away.
Not long after, the door of the room opened and an old lady with white hair and a cane appeared in Ye Fan's sight.
Having not seen her for a long time, the Chu family's old lady was still as kind and amiable as ever.
However, after seeing Ye Fan, the old lady suddenly raised her cane and struck Ye Fan gently.
"Brat, how long has it been since you came to see your grandma Taijun?"
"Still know to come back."
"See if I don't break your legs." Old Taijun laughed and scolded.
"Grandma Tai, beat me and scold me later, save the people first." As he spoke, Ye Fan rushed into the old mansion with Tang Yun in his arms.