"You've been happy, you've made your wish come true, and now you have the confidence to win?" The voice was ethereal and distant, like the sound of the wind passing by the end of the world.

"Well, Yanyun will win! Even if he doesn't win, he will die without regrets," Sima Yanyun took a long time before he recovered from the fatigue after the joy.

He stood up slowly, and wanted to turn around and leave this small mountain bag, but he reluctantly stopped, plucked up the courage to speak: "Shenhou, I have never seen your true face in Xia, I don't know if I can let you see it before my decisive battle, even if you only look at Shenhou, you will laugh at Jiuquan if you die in Xia!"

"I'm already an ugly old woman, and there's nothing to look at," the voice said faintly, "You're so clever that you can't guess the truth? If I'm as beautiful as a flower, why don't I dare to show my true face in front of people? I just want to leave a mysterious and beautiful impression on everyone." So, if you ask too much, I won't be able to meet you anymore!"

"But if you really defeat Su Jian and become the strongest man in the world, you will still have a chance to see my real body! I will let you see it every day, so that you can see it clearly, you should be satisfied now, right?"

When Sima Yanyun heard this, his spirit suddenly perked up, his eyes seemed to be twenty years younger all of a sudden, bursting with the flame and light of youth, and he bowed down to the big locust tree again, and then floated away!

......

On the second day of the ninth month, at noon.

Jinwu Town.

The sky was cloudy, and the streets were cold and bleak.

Under the low pressure of black clouds, the cold wind of late autumn swept the yellow leaves and flew all over the sky, and the sound was like the mournful cry of the gods.

Enjoy the spring building.

Chunqimeng is looking out the window, admiring the withered lotus flowers in the spring lake.

Suddenly, a girl in a yellow dress gently pushed open the door and walked in.

That girl was Hu Ximei.

"The matter has been clarified?" Chun Qimeng didn't look back, from the sound of footsteps, she knew that it was Hu Ximei who came back.

"Well, Wu Mei'er is indeed sent by Shenhou to kidnap him, the person that Shenhou wants, even if he asks for it openly, no one in the world dares to refuse," Hu Ximei nodded and said: "What's more, Shenhou is still a person who likes to joke with others." ”

"Are you kidding?" Chun Qimeng smiled sadly and said, "But this time the joke is too big!"

"I also heard that Sima Yanyun and Su Jian were going to duel in a mass grave, and the news seemed to spread all over the martial arts overnight. Therefore, I don't know how many masters of the rivers and lakes have come to Jinwu Town from all directions?" Hu Ximei asked with some excitement: "Which of the two of them does Miss think will win? Let's go to the mass grave to watch the battle together! I believe that at dusk, the masters who go to the mass grave to watch the battle will definitely flock to it!"

"Can't you see it yet?" Chun Qimeng said coldly: "Everyone's lives are firmly controlled by the gods of heaven and earth in the palm of his hand, whoever he wants to die, he has to die!"

"Sima Yanyun has always been well hidden, if he doesn't take the initiative to show up, Su Jian won't be able to find him even if he looks for a lifetime, but the God of Heaven and Earth wants to push him to the cusp, is this not clear if he wants to be sent to death?"

"Doesn't Miss hope that Su Jian can win?" But listening to your tone, the slave seems to be more concerned about Sima Yanyun!" Hu Ximei asked puzzled.

"The big picture has been decided! Who I want to win, what's the use? Everything depends on their own creation!" Chun Qimeng said with a sigh.

"Let's go watch the battle then! Now there are already many people on the mass grave, I believe this must be the biggest event in the martial arts in the past two years!" Hu Ximei's bright eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became.

"Go yourself, don't bother me!" Chun Qimeng seemed to be very irritable, she waved her hand at Hu Ximei, indicating that she didn't want to listen to Hu Ximei anymore.

Hu Ximei always felt that Chun Qimeng's performance today was a little strange, but how could she dare to bother Chun Qimeng anymore?

She neither told Chun Qimeng about Jin Wu's life, nor did she tell Lu Fengming.

Because now Chun Qimeng is preoccupied, and it seems that she no longer cares about anyone.

Dusk soon fell.

It also rained in the autumn months.

The autumn rain is always a cause for concern.

On a cliff peak of the mass grave, it is very lively!

There are at least 200 martial arts people gathered here, who have come from all over the world.

These people laughed loudly and talked a lot, unaware of the coldness of the autumn rain and the slaughter of the autumn wind!

Su Jian had already come to the top of the cliff to wait.

Only Fu Xiaolou was beside him to watch the enemy plundering for him.

Su Jian's spirit today is particularly good.

He had rested for a day and a night, and adjusted his combat power to peak condition.

He is not afraid to face any strong enemy.

They had been waiting for Sima Yanyun for a whole hour.

But even if Su Jian was asked to wait for another ten hours, he would not feel irritable.

He had waited too long for this moment, so what if he had waited another ten hours?

He knew that today was the time for him and Sima Yanyun to truly end this grievance.

The surrounding high-rollers were waiting a little impatiently, and they even wondered if Sima Yanyun would come to the appointment?

What's more, everyone is waiting to see if the famous sword in the capital of the year still maintains its former style after being lurking for many years?

Sima Yanyun is finally here!

He was dressed in gray.

It was as if a gray feather had floated up to the top of a cliff.

When people saw the true face of Sima Yanyun Lushan, they couldn't help but sigh!

"Could this be the Sima Yanyun who led the group with Gu Mengzhu back then and surprised the storm?"

"Maybe it's him! Otherwise, who in the world still has such a high light martial arts method?"

"I've seen him back then, and it's only been thirteen or fourteen!

"No one knows what he's been through, but I heard that he's already sitting on the throne of the sect leader of a mysterious sect, maybe it's because he's worked too hard!"

Sima Daxia is now the god of heaven and earth, in charge of the life and death of everyone in the martial arts, and has supreme power. ”

"Brag, since he can control the life and death of others, why should he duel with Su Jian here?"

"According to my analysis, there are two possibilities: one is that Sima Daxia reappeared in the rivers and lakes and wanted to regain his authority in the rivers and lakes with this battle, and the other is that he was not sure of defeating Su Jian, but he had to fight!"

“......”

Everyone already knows: Sima Yanyun, who assassinated Su Jian in Luoxia Villa, is just an impostor!

Everyone talked about it and speculated wildly, but there were still people who could guess the reason for this battle.

Sima Yanyun swept in front of Su Jian and stood still a foot away.

The eyes of the two of them looked at each other in the autumn rain, collided! Clusters of invisible sparks were splashed, and the battle spirit boiled instantly!

Mass graves.

A place of bones.

The rain is more urgent, the wind is colder!