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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Sir please strengthen my Nanwu Lin

“Woo…”

The cliff collapsed, the rolling stones collapsed and the ground broke, as if the torrent of the dam was rushing into the canyon. The people who had no time to escape in the canyon, and the horses were all wailing in this submersion. The canyon buzzed, clanged, and stone chips flew.

The huge rocks were like a flood, rushing into the canyon, trembling with a powerful force, rushing one after another, and a puff sound came. In a blink of an eye, a horse was smashed into flesh mud, and blood splattered.

In a moment, the huge canyon became ruins, broken walls and bloodstains. Everyone was dead, but there was not even the bones left, and they were buried in the collapse of the canyon.

And on the long slopes at both ends of the canyon,

People from the north and south were looking at each other from afar, looking at the mountains and earth in the canyon, everyone showed their gratitude and fear of surviving the disaster.

This power to destroy the world,

Even the cultivators present at the Heavenly Realm were still scared and their faces turned pale.

Manpower is finally exhausted.

In front of this nature,

Even if he is as powerful as Yan Boqing, a master who has been famous for many years, is shocked.

The hillsides at both ends, which are not necessarily spacious, seem a bit crowded at this time.

However, as the collapse of the canyon slowly ends,

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again, and the people from the north and south were once again confronting each other, but there was a rolling canyon in the middle, as if a tragic punishment was traversing across the middle.

"Brother Yan," Wu Jitang from the north suddenly shouted from afar: "There has never been a fight between you and me. Seeing that now, there are not many people who can continue to participate in the war. Why don't you and me fight first?"

They all came out to hang out in the world, and they were all well-known figures. Yan Boqing naturally would not be timid. He held the sword and stood up with his seriously injured and tired body, looking at Wu Jitang opposite the canyon? He said in a deep voice: "You want to fight? Then fight!"

In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth was chaotic?

The two of them confronted each other from afar? It seemed to trigger the power of heaven and earth. The two swords seemed to be bathed in the fire? The sword intent rose into the sky, flashing red light? It rushed into the distance. Endless sword light burst out from behind both of them? It was densely packed, like a volcano that was about to erupt.

Wu Jitang narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "Since Brother Yan has this interest, he is determined to accompany him? He also thinks it is to give Brother Yan a decent person? Brother Yan will not have to wander around in the world when he is seventy or eighty years old. After all, Tianyong City has been destroyed now, right?"

Everyone can feel it,

At that moment? Yan Boqing's sword suddenly weakened a little.

Wu Jitang continued, "It's ridiculous to say it. I really don't know what else do you have to stick to in the martial arts fellow martial artists in the southern border? Today's southern border has long been captured by the four major sword sects. You? But they are all a group of homeless mobs? What are you still fighting for here? Why don't you all surrender to my Tianxing Palace directly, so that you won't be able to protect your health when you are old!"

As Wu Jitang said this,

The momentum of the southern border dropped instantly.

Many people even became depressed.

because,

After reinforcements arrived, they knew that in the southern border, the major sects had been destroyed in just a few days, and were raided from behind by the four major sword sects and cut off their inheritance.

Even Tianyong City, one of the two heavens, was destroyed, and only Ziyu Zhenren escaped with some disciples.

Many people present have built a foundation that has been struggling for life. In these few days, they have been shattered like a mirror and a water moon.

"puff"

Yan Boqing was not at all breath and vomited blood, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Jiang Mu, who was beside him, hurriedly supported him.

Seeing this, Wu Jitang took advantage of the victory and said loudly: "Everyone, everyone is here to travel around the world, why both north and south? They have reached this point now. The pattern of 100,000 mountains has been in chaos for hundreds of years. It is time to unify it. You may as well consider it!"

The people on the southern border are silent. They are all confused in the current situation.

Although they all fought hard during the war, after stopping, they couldn't help but worry about the current situation in the southern border.

This will destroy the enemy and rise. What's more, the martial arts world in the northern border has formed an alliance with the four major sword sects, and the southern border has been destroyed. With the remaining people, is there still a need to fight for it?

In an instant, the momentum of the southern border dropped to freezing point, and even Yan Boqing didn't know what he could say.

At this moment,

Jiang Mu gently handed the weak Yan Bo to Linxianyu, then waved his sleeves, picked up a straw rope from the ground and slowly tied up his hair soaked in blood.

Bai Qianyu, who had been protecting him tightly, took out a scarf from his arms and handed it to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu gently wiped the blood on his face, revealing his fair and handsome face, walked to the front of the team, smiled slightly, and bowed: "Deputy Palace Master Wu, isn't it too early to speak the winner at this time, or is it shameless?"

Wu Jitang gently inserted the sword into a stone in front of him, looked at Jiang Mu, and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are indeed very powerful, and it can be regarded as turning the tide and giving the Southern Martial Arts a chance to survive for a while, but do you think what can you do with the current remnant soldiers and brave men?"

"joke!"

Jiang Mu sneered and said, "President Wu is so dizzy. Please open your eyes and look at us. The remaining soldiers are brave, ridiculous!"

"What kind of talent are we here? The martial arts world in the southern border have never been a few hills or sects. The so-called martial arts world in the southern border are us. With us here, where is the southern martial arts world?"

"As for you to say that my southern border has been captured by you, it is even more ridiculous. Where are you going to my Qingyun Sect, where are you going to Qixia Pavilion, what are you homeless, what are you wandering in the rivers and lakes, where are my Qingyun Sect located, the place where my martial arts fellows in the southern border are avoided!"

"Well said!"

Among the crowd, Fang Ting walked out with a long zither in his arms, patted the blood on the zither, looked at the people in the martial arts world in the southern region, and said, "My fellow disciple, what my junior brother Jiang said can represent the wishes of my Qingyun Sect. This time, my Qingyun Sect was unable to conquer the martial arts world in the southern region, and my Qingyun Sect was able to arrive and help the various sects in time. It was also my junior brother Jiang who notified me in time that my Qingyun Sect, I would like to advance and retreat with you all!"

"No," Bai Qianyu also said at this time: "My Qixia Pavilion also went to help all major sects at the request of Jiang Zibai. Now, I am in trouble in the Southern Wulin, and I have no such thing as being out of the matter. I am willing to advance and retreat with you!"

The martial arts world in the southern territory were raided, leaving behind many inheritances, which were only survived by the timely assistance of Qingyun Sect and Qixia Pavilion. Now the statements of the two largest sects in the southern territory have been made, and the momentum of the martial arts world in the southern territory has suddenly warmed up a lot.

Bai Qianyu just finished speaking,

Suddenly he turned his head to look at Jiang Mu, bowed and said, "Mr. Jiang, whether it is rescued from Luofengpo or the inheritance of the Southern Wulin has been preserved, he is all thanks to you. He shouldn't have continued to bother you."

"However, now the Southern Wulin is in a critical situation, Bai Qianyu takes the liberty to ask Mr. to help me again! I, Bai Qianyu, are willing to lead Qixia Pavilion to obey Mr.'s orders!"

"Sir, please strengthen my Nanwulin for the sake of my fellow disciples!"

Bai Fengming, who was standing not far from Bai Qianyu, suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and immediately bowed and said aloud:
Chapter completed!
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