“Invade my hot summer land and kill my descendants.”
“Tang Yun, do you know death?!”
Under the sky, the beauty was stained with blood.
Tang Yun, who was seriously injured on the ground, could only fall into a mortal fairy.
On the elegant long skirts of the past, it was already reddened and dusty.
In front of her, the King of Fighters, Juggernaut and others stood majestic.
In this way, I looked down at the Lord of Truman.
Mo Gucheng’s angry voice quietly exploded like a nine-day thunder.
A few words, but the killing intent is raging.
In the veins, the surging vitality can’t help but surging.
The surrounding heaven and earth power, as if being summoned, converged towards Mo Gucheng’s fist.
At this moment, Mo Gucheng was like a bow that was gradually full.
It is as if the next moment, you can shoot at Tang Yun, that deadly sword!
However, confronting the King of Fighters, Tang Yun, who was seriously injured, struggled and raised her head vigorously.
The breeze blew the hair on her forehead, revealing her bloodless and pretty face, which was so haggard.
It seems like a flower withered in the wind and rain.
There were even tears in his eyebrows.
Seeing Tang Yun’s appearance at this time, Ye Qingtian was stunned.
For so many years, since Tang Yun became famous in the world of martial arts, the woman in front of her has always appeared in front of everyone with the most noble and graceful posture.
Therefore, it was the first time Ye Qingtian saw that Tang Yun looked so weak.
Yes, even Tang Yun on weekdays is so cold and majestic. But when all the halo faded, she was just a weak woman after all.
For a moment, the God of War actually felt compassionate.
Perhaps seeing the tender side of Ye Qingtian’s iron man, Tang Hao suddenly patted God of War on the shoulder at this moment.
“She asked for this, and she can’t blame anyone else.”
“The blood debt of my 100,000 people in the hot summer must be paid by someone.”
Tang Hao whispered.
When Ye Qingtian heard this, the thought of pleading for Tang Yun had just arisen in his heart, but after all, he was suppressed.
“Do whatever you want.”
“The three of you are the permanent hall masters of the Martial God Temple. It is up to you three to discuss how to deal with her.”
“However, the King of Fighters, Sword Master, if possible, let her spare her life as much as possible.”
“Take advantage of the danger, it is not our style of martial arts in the summer.”
Ye Qingtian looked at the Juggernaut and said slowly.
However, before the Juggernaut and the others could answer, Tang Yun, whose dress was stained with blood in the front, suddenly smiled.
“I, Tang Yun, don’t need your mercy.”
“My sect master, I am willing to bet.”
“If you want to kill or slash, it’s at your disposal.”
Tang Yun shook his head and smiled. The bleak laughter was like the bleak cold wind in autumn.
In the depression, there is endless sadness.
In the deep and majestic eyes of the past, this time is full of hopeless despair.
“However, my defeat of Tang Yun today is not because of your Yanxia Wushen Temple.”
“I lost to myself, it’s the one who loses heart.”
“If you want to blame, I blame Tang Yun. I looked away and saw the wrong person~”
“If there is an afterlife, I will not only level down this little Yanyang Town, but I will also slaughter Jingzhou and level the entire Jiangdong!”
“If you don’t kill all the people in Jiangdong, how can you dispel the hatred in my heart?”
The so-called hero’s end.
Tang Yun, who knows she is in desperate situation, no longer has the coldness of the weekdays.
At this time, she smiled sadly with eyes full of desolation and sorrow.
In the sad words, there are endless losses and grievances.
“Tang Yun, it seems that you are begging for death!”
“Today, if my Yanxia Martial God Temple does not kill you, I will be sorry to these 100,000 people, and even more to the billions of people in Jiangdong.”
These last words of Tang Yun undoubtedly completely angered the King of Fighters and others.
Mo Gucheng and the others didn’t expect that even now, this Tang Yun didn’t even feel regretful.
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