So tragic!

As the only remaining master of the Ao family fell slowly, the snow and blood on the ground splashed everywhere.

Everything is like an unreal dream!

The whole audience was silent!

Xie Danqiong, Ao Xieyun, Dong Wulei and others couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I don't understand! Why... Why? We have won, why do our ancestors still commit suicide?" Ao Xieyun choked and cried.

Chu Yang felt sad, but he forced himself to hold it back and said, "You don't understand...but this is inevitable. When all the brothers die in front of him, and when the last enemy is also killed under his sword, if he is still alive, it will be the greatest torture for him!"

"Because, all the monarch-level masters in Zhong Santian were destroyed in this battle! Only he is left." Chu Yang said in pain: "This is like the end of an era!"

"They have been entangled with grudges for a lifetime, but now they are the only one who lives by themselves. Can you imagine what loneliness and desolation it is? Even if there is an enemy of his contemporary age who stays in this world, he will not choose to commit suicide! But he can't find his target anymore..."

"To his level, he has already seen life and death clearly. Before he dies, he is more thorough than us, so there is no need to sigh or be sad."

Chu Yang said heavily: "I just want to bless them to be able to get together again, be friends again, fight again, and be enemies again! Apart from that, I have nothing to say."

Ao Xieyun and others were silent.

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After a silence, Chu Yang and Mo Tianji bowed deeply to the messy flesh and blood in the field!

His face was heavy and solemn!

Then, more than 500 people on this side bowed and bowed at the same time, among which, the owners of the three major families of the Ao family, Xie family and Dong family knelt down and saluted!

This battle happened quickly and ended faster! There was almost no time for people to react.

But it is so tragic and tragic!

Everyone's heart seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer... that kind of touch!

Immediately, Mo Tianji sent people to clean up the battlefield and escort the undead into the lake of desperation.

Dong Wulei Dong Wushen Ao Tianxing Ao Xie Yun Xie Danqiong and others spontaneously stepped forward and cleaned up the remains in the field bit by bit. Whether it was the enemy or the relatives.

Everything is going on in silence.

On the entire battlefield, it seemed that this silent, sad pantomime was being performed.

"Tomorrow morning, the battle of the holy level!"

When the white-bearded and law-holding person said this, his voice was somewhat hoarse.

Tomorrow will be the battle that will really determine the final outcome!

Although there are only two enemies left. If Young Master Wei is defeated, Chu Yang's side will still be unimaginable. Unless the Nine Tribulation Sword Spirit takes action or the Demon King is awake, no one can resist the opponent's holy level!

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!

"Brother Wei, what do you think?" Chu Yang stood beside Mr. Wei with his hands behind his back.

"He can't kill me." Young Master Wei looked at the opposite side, and said lightly: "I may not be able to kill him!"

"The feeling he gives me should be the third rank of the holy level. He is the same level as me." Young Master Wei said calmly.

"Oh?" Chu Yang was a little shocked.

"It should be true. When I was looking at him, he was looking at me too. Now, his feelings in his heart should be the same as mine."

Mr. Wei smiled and said, "What we are the same is that I don't want to die, and he doesn't want to die."

"But this is a life-and-death battle."

"I'm here to help, so do he."

"We all have concerns in our hearts and all have the confidence to win!"

"So, I'm only 60% sure in the battle tomorrow!"

"I guess the opponent's own chance of winning will not be higher than me, nor will it be lower than me."

Mr. Wei stared at the figure in blue clothes opposite him through the vast snow, and said slowly.

Just as he finished speaking, when he made an accurate estimate of the other party's strength, the figure in blue on the opposite side quietly disappeared.

Leaving.

Mr. Wei was looking at him, wasn’t he also looking at Mr. Wei?

Now, both of them have already counted each other.

Chu Yang smiled softly and said, "But I think you two are different."

"Oh?" Mr. Wei tilted his head.

"First, we won the first three battles. Second, all the masters brought by the Shi family's holy level have died. Even if he returns alive, the Shi family will hold him accountable for the loss of so many masters this time. Because after all, it was because of his personal grudges that caused these losses."

"There is only one person around him, but behind you, we are all here! This is to overthrow the weak. Even though we don't want to bully him, he is psychologically weak. This is one of your advantages."

Chu Yang Dao.

"That's right." Mr. Wei pondered for a moment.

"After all his people die, he will inevitably feel sad and angry, even the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and he is worried about going back; you don't have these. This is your advantage."

"Not bad." Mr. Wei's eyes lit up.

"In addition, he has arrived in Zhongsan, and is still responsible for the tasks given to him by his family. Now, he is still worried about gains and losses. You don't have these things about the completion of the task. This is your advantage of the three."

"No," Young Master Wei's eyes appeared with a spring-like smile.

"Of course, the most important point is that although he comes from the Shi family in Shangsan Tian, ​​he has been passed down for thousands of years; but don't forget that his spiritual spirit has long been bound by the Shi family! It can be said that he is a slave of the Shi family, and Brother Wei, you are your master!"

"A free soul is absolutely different from a soul that has been under the control of others for a long time! This is your fourth advantage." Chu Yang said slowly.

"You are right!" Mr. Wei agreed again.

"So, Brother Wei... you have so many advantages, and this is another three days, which means that the right time, place, and people are on your side. Although your cultivation level seems to be similar... it has already widened the gap! If you can't kill him beautifully tomorrow, I will look down on you! Don't mention losing or dying together."

Chu Yang said lightly.

Young Master Wei suddenly laughed heartily, shook his head while laughing, and almost burst into tears. He seemed extremely happy.

Chu Yang was stunned. Why did this guy suddenly get nervous?

"I have always been sure to win against the enemy in my life!" Young Master Wei said deeply, with a arrogant smile on his lips: "This battle is the same! Not to mention that it is just a third-level Saint-level, even if it is a fourth-level, I have the confidence to kill him under my command! Although I am only a third-level! But what is his elf's inheritance for millions of years gathered into me?!"

"Then why are you..." Chu Yang was dumbfounded. It was not for Mr. Wei to be sure but said he was not sure, but for Mr. Wei to finally prove his origin for the first time: the elf clan!

The Nine Heavens Continent, the only remaining elf!

It turns out that this is the true origin of Mr. Wei!

No matter how mysterious he is to this point.

But after knowing Guiyi, Chu Yang still didn't know how Mr. Wei could have such a perfect skill... If everything was taught by himself...

That's really unbelievable.

"Haha..." Mr. Wei laughed strangely and said with some satisfaction: "In this world, there are still people who really care about me and encourage me... Haha, this feeling is really ridiculous. How old is I..."

"But I lost this bet with Jun Xizhu again... depressed!" Mr. Wei said depressed, but laughed, his figure flashed, and disappeared without a trace.

Chu Yang thought for a long time, and finally cursed: "It turns out that this bastard is testing me. At this time, he actually has such wonderful ideas..."

Shaking his head, he stood up and left.

On the second day, the sun rose.

The sky was clear, and at the top of the mountain, there were a rare ray of rays of light.

Ao Tianxing looked at the rising sun in a daze and murmured: "The sun has risen again, but the ancestors can never see it again..."

Everyone sighed with emotion.

The crowd separated from the middle, Young Master Wei was wearing green robe, his shirt fluttered, and he walked over like a leisurely stroll in the garden.

"Note, the Supreme Stone Monument!" Mo Tianji said softly: "Or, use the Supreme Stone Monument."

Young Master Wei's expression remained unchanged, his eyes flashed slightly, and he walked out as if he hadn't heard it.

Opposite, the Shi family's holy level has also appeared.

Wu Du and I, the two battleground holy levels are wearing blue clothes today, just like yesterday.

"Shi Changfeng?" Mr. Wei took a step with his hands on his back. He just took a light step, but his whole body shrank into the battle circle like an inch.

"Young Master Wei?" Shi Changfeng's eyes shrank, and suddenly felt that today's opponent seemed to be different from yesterday. But he was not willing to be outdone and came forward in one step.

"You can die under my hands, Shi Changfeng is also considered the number one person! Shi Changfeng, you are still glorious even if you die!" Young Master Wei smiled elegantly, and the tone of saying this sentence seemed to be giving sincere blessings.

"If you can die under my hands, you, Mr. Wei, will also be worth the rest of your life!" Shi Changfeng's eyes flashed gloomy and said gloomyly.

"So you have no future! You have to learn from me even when you speak!" Mr. Wei sneered: "If I call you, just call me. If I say anything, just follow me. Shi Changfeng, you are not big or small, and you are also a holy-level master. Can't you have some creativity on your own?"

"The advantage of words and tongue cannot determine the outcome." Shi Changfeng said gloomyly.

"But the dispute between words and verbal is directly related to the depth of IQ. You can't even argue with the dispute between words and verbal, so what else should you fight with me?" Mr. Wei's lips and tongue were like a knife.

"It's useless to say more, let's fight!" Shi Changfeng narrowed his eyes and shot out like a blade. Obviously, he had already had murderous intent!

Young Master Wei roared, and his green robe and long sleeves flew up in the air. He rushed straight into the sky like a flag-colored rocket in the air, and chanted in a long voice: "The Lord of the Eight Desolations and Six He is the Lord, and I am the King of the Thousands of Water and Mountains!"

He smiled faintly, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Shi Changfeng! Come up and die!"

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Chapter completed!