"Sword Saint Mo Wuji, where is it?"

A handsome figure, a long knife that drinks blood, and sawdust flying everywhere.

The June sun was sprinkled like water, falling on this young man's body, but it was sprinkled with colors.

This handsome young man, in the way of doing a violent storm, appeared in front of the supreme martial artist in China.

Whether it is the sword saint Mo Wuji, or the spear king He Xilai, or the immortal grandmaster Gao Bairen. They all trembled deeply in their backs.

His domineering, his uninhibitedness, and his handsome figure became the most profound scene of that June.

For countless years, when the supreme martial arts of China echoed the scene of that day, I couldn't help but sigh, in this world, in terms of domineering and aura, I am afraid that the young man named Chu Yun can be compared with it.

Next, the battle of the world, unsurprisingly, began.

On that day, in the eastern suburbs of Yanjing, thunder was rolling and the mountains were overturned.

On that day, the swords collided, and the brilliant sword light continued for thousands of miles.

All over Shenzhou were disturbed and trembled by the brilliant sword light. So much so that just a few minutes after the battle began, countless martial arts people gathered in Yanshan.

Yunshan, the second master of Jiangbei, Du Zhong, the president of the Jiangnan Warriors Association, and the powerhouses of the Grandmaster List have gathered here all over China. Not only that, in addition to the people of Chinese martial arts, there are also Indian martial artists, European martial artists, and martial arts people from many countries around the world, who have gathered here.

They came to Yanjing long before Qin Jiuge arrived in Huaxia.

They also wanted to know whether Mo Wuji, the legendary martial arts holy land in Huaxia, the president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association, and the number one sword saint in the world, could turn the tide and end the undefeated legend of Qin Jiuge, so that he hated it.

On this day, Yanjing in China became the center of martial arts in the whole world.

Hundreds of people are watching, watching. Foreign warriors even use photo facilities to broadcast live in real time and transmit combat footage to their countries.

Yunshan Du Zhong and the others were full of solemnity, they looked anxiously, and secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that the Sword Saint could raise their Huaxia majesty and keep the prestige of their martial arts holy land.

Many years ago, Huaxia was trampled by Hongmen, although he relied on the god of war Nie Nantian to defeat Hongmen, but the humiliation and injury caused by Hongmen to Huaxia, even after so many years, many people are still impressed.

Now that Hongmen is coming to China again, the second shot powerhouse in China will face it in person.

"Can't lose, never lose!"

"The same humiliation, how can I suffer twice in my Huaxia Martial Dao?"

Under Yan Mountain, all the martial arts people in China were eagerly looking forward to it, and there was a scorching light in their eyebrows.

The battle between Mo Wuji and Qin Jiuge is not only about victory or defeat, but also about national dignity and old hatred.

Finally, after a long battle, the sword saint Mo Wuji slashed the sky with a sword, Qin Jiu Ge sword broke through the sky, and the last attack that the two sides had launched, their respective hole cards surged wildly and collided violently.

At the end, there was a bang, like a dragon fighting a tiger, and a poignant fireworks exploded on top of Yan Mountain.

The sword aura was fierce, the sword light was raging, and on the bank of Yan Mountain, the earth was trembling fiercely. The onlookers all lay on the ground, and some people were shocked by the sky-high energy for nearly ten meters.

But even then, everyone still looked up at the sky.

Yun Shan clasped his hands and roared hard: "Sword Saint, you want to win!"

Du Zhong's eyebrows were furrowed, his teeth were clenched even harder, and he roared with expectation: "Sword Saint, you want to win!"

The furious power of the air is still raging. However, at this moment, on the banks of the entire Yan Mountain, the thousands of people were all lying on the ground, their front teeth were clenched, their palms were clenched, they looked up at the sky, and shouted in unison: "Sword Saint, you want to win!"

This is the second public battle between Huaxia and Hongmen after a hundred years.

Mo Wuji, the second strongest man in China, fought against the young master of Hongmen, Qin Jiuge.

When everyone gathered under Yanshan to watch the battle together, this battle was no longer an ordinary battle.

This is a battle related to the dignity of the country, and it is a battle related to national self-confidence.

A hundred years ago, the iron hooves of Hongmen stepped on the door of Huaxia's martial arts, and they burned the entire Huaxia Shenzhou. Huaxia martial arts, under the iron hooves of Hongmen, suffered humiliation and faced the power of overthrow.

Now, a hundred years later, the strong man of Hongmen is breaking into China again and fighting in China again.

The humiliation has not been forgotten, and today's battle is naturally extremely important to the entire Huaxia Martial Dao.

While the entire world was watching the final outcome of this battle, the raging power in the high altitude finally stopped, and the fierce sword qi gradually dissipated.

Until the clouds disappear and the sky is quiet again.

The sun was just right that day, and the breeze was blowing that day.

But when they saw the figure that slowly fell from the sky, the entire Chinese warriors only felt that the sky in Huaxia was dark.

The Changhong = sword fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and finally reluctantly inserted into the mountain rocks below.

And the sword saint Mo Wuji's body also fell to the ground. He struggled, he shook, he tried to get up, but he failed.

Poof!

A mouthful of red blood stained the land of Yanshan red.

The terrible blood light has become the only color in the land of Yanshan.

At the end of June 2017, the young master of Hongmen, Qin Jiuge, and Mo Wuji, the president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association of China, was on the top of Yanshan.

In the end, Changhong's sword was broken, and Mo Wuji was defeated!

When the handsome young man left, he left a gold-patterned red background.

"Gentle words to the lover, and the love of the couple. We sincerely invite the highest martial arts in China to go to Hongmen, New York, Wuji Mountain, on July 7 to participate in the wedding. ”

Inviter: Qin Jiuge, the young master of Hongmen, Xiao Yuqi, the head of the Xiao family

Few numbers, the pen goes dragon and snake.

When the news came out, China mourned and the world was terrified!

"Sword Saint, defeated..."The second master of Jiangbei sighed, but wiped away the tears from his forehead.

"Huaxia, after all, was defeated. The corners of Du Zhong's eyes were moist, and his heart was even more desolate.

Not only the two of them, but also the entire Yanshan Mountain, all the people of Chinese martial arts, are all sad and sad. The sound of sighing resounded throughout the land of Yanshan.

A hundred years ago, Huaxia was swept by Hongmen, and it was Nie Nantian who turned the tide and achieved the name of the god of war.

A hundred years later, the young master of Hongmen came to China again, and the sword saint was defeated. It's just that everyone doesn't know who the person who turned the tide this time is.

Maybe the god of war Nie Nantian can do it, but a young master of Hongmen used the strongest person in Huaxia, so if the master of Hongmen comes in the future, who should he send to fight?

What's more, what if Nie Nantian is defeated?

If the strongest person in Huaxia can't even beat a young master of Hongmen, then the power that Huaxia has worked hard to accumulate over the years will undoubtedly be overturned in an instant.

Therefore, at this time, you can only order to find others.

In this way, even if you lose, there is room for turnaround.

Many people thought of Chu Yunyang, who blew up the Japanese Kingdom, but no one had seen him, let alone invited him to fight.

But at this time, for some reason, in the minds of Du Zhong and Yun Shan, a young man inexplicably appeared.

"Maybe he can do it?"

At this time, Chu Yun was in the eyes of the Huaxia Martial Daoists, that is, an ordinary grandmaster-level powerhouse. After all, they had heard of Chu Yun's strongest record, and it was only the massacre on Xuanwu Lake.

The strength of an ordinary grandmaster may not be weak, but compared to Qin Jiuge, it is too far and too far behind.

Only Yunshan and Du Zhong felt that maybe Chu Yun's strength was not what everyone saw.

Of course, this is just a guess by two people. They hadn't seen Chu Yun's true strength either, so this idea was only buried in their hearts and not spoken.

However, when everyone on the bank of Yanshan was thinking about how to redeem this defeat, the handsome young man had already left Yanshan.

Carrying his sword, stepping into the air, he turned his head to the west and went to the land of Jiangdong.

"Chu Yun?"

"Let Yuqi be so obsessed with you, I want to see what is different about you?"

In the midst of the cold laughter, Qin Jiu Ge was full of coldness and went to the land of Jiangdong.

Now that the wedding post has been finished and Chu Yun's matter has been resolved, then all the things on his trip can be regarded as perfectly completed.