"We won?" Zhao Xiaobao, who was besieging disciples of Zangqing Pavilion outside Chen Jingfeng and was trying hard to harass him in shock and turned his head to look at Qian Ningfeng. He was both surprised and happy.

When Han Tianxing walked out of the cave and came to the grotto, Ouyang Nan and others looked at each other. They couldn't believe it and kept asking each other.

"We really won?" Ouyang Nan grabbed Han Tianxing's shoulder hard and shook his heart desperately. He repeated the sentence over and over again, "We really won?"

Han Tianxing whimpered and choked. This stubborn and tenacious man who never gave in even blood would cry and surrender, nodded in tears and kept crying: "We won! Senior brother, we really won!!"

Ouyang Nan's eyes were filled with tears, and he raised his head and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother!! Have you seen it? Have you heard it?! We won!! Zangjian Pavilion is alive!!! Lao Qin! I'm stupid!! Have you all seen it!! Zangjian Pavilion is alive!!!"

As he said that, Ouyang Nan couldn't help crying loudly, and Han Tianxing suddenly burst into tears. He came late and could not understand that Ouyang Nan and his generation were in the period of decline and even demise of Zangjian Pavilion. The kind of panic and despair of watching the ropes on their necks tighten little by little, they struggled desperately and saved themselves.

But Ouyang Nan and the others had a deep understanding, especially as they watched their peers die one by one and leave one by one, and in the end only a dozen of them were left to fight alone.

In this lonely battle, they once again sent away their comrades and partners who had been with them for many years.

When they were buried, Ouyang Nan could best understand the true meaning of "those who enter my Jiange are all my brothers."

Although there have been frictions and filth between them, when they are in the most dangerous times, they can still entrust their backs to each other, and even are willing to sacrifice their brothers for their partners and for Zangjian Pavilion.

Their persistence, their struggle, their sacrifices, and their years have been dedicated to Zangjian Pavilion. Now, all of this has finally been rewarded. They pulled back the broken ship of Zangjian Pavilion, which is about to fall into the abyss of death that is endless, from the edge of the cliff!

Qiu Chuqiu, An Tong and others also came to the grotto. They were surprisingly not too moved. Qiu Chuqiu's eyes were slightly crystal clear. He wanted to go up and hug Ouyang Nan and cried bitterly, but he moved for a moment, but he didn't move forward.

An Tong had a complicated look. To be fair, he had a deep affection for Zangjian Pavilion, but when all this victory came, he found that he did not have much joy, and even felt that all this was a bit out of place with him.

Qu Tongqiu and Zhao Yibai cried like children, and they hugged their heads and cried bitterly. More than ten years of grievances and humiliation seemed to be washed away in this moment. They finally proved their value and finally proved that they were not a waste.

In sharp contrast to this are the disciples of Zangqing Pavilion.

The first thing to be blamed was Li Xuanming. He stood in the center of the cave like a walking corpse, motionless, as if he could not see all kinds of gazes around him: disappointment, loss, blame, anger, despise...

He was caught in the same impact as Ouyang Xiu at the time. At this time, he deeply felt the feeling of Ouyang Xiu being declared failure at the moment when he was about to win.

The other disciples of Zangqing Pavilion were all in a state of dismay. No one of them expected that they had more than 2,000 people in Zangqing Pavilion, but they actually lost to Zangjian Pavilion, which had not even ten people!

They couldn't understand why they lost, but the real elites felt like they were in their hearts.

Every disciple who does not work hard thinks: Anyway, there are so many people, it doesn’t matter if you have one person left.

But if one person is like this, two people are like this, hundreds of people, and even thousands of people are like this, then where is the cohesion of Zangqing Pavilion and the combat power?

It sounds like more than 2,000 people, but the ones who are really fighting are less than 100 people at the core!

If more than two thousand people could tie a rope and force it to one place, and give orders like Zangjian Pavilion and fight desperately, how could Zangjian Pavilion have any chance of winning?

But there is no word "if" in the world.

After Ma Qianli announced the outcome of the battle, the arbitrators rushed into the field without giving instructions and began to use spells to move away the huge rocks of the collapsed mountain, and rescued the disciples trapped and pressed down below.

In this battle, Zangqing Pavilion suffered heavy losses, and 17 disciples who died directly injured more than 200 people and more than 1,000 people slightly injured.

But the biggest impact is that this battle destroyed the self-esteem and spirit of Zangqing Pavilion. From Li Xuanming down, all the disciples of Zangqing Pavilion were in a state of dismay.

In sharp contrast to this is the high morale and spirit of the disciples of Zangjian Pavilion who survived the disaster.

Zhao Xiaobao rushed to Qian Ningfeng's battlefield at the first time. When he saw Li Chengfeng sitting next to a huge rock, his face was swollen and bloody, but he was holding the battle flag tightly in his arms, Zhao Xiaobao's tears flowed down.

"Young Master!" Zhao Xiaobao rushed to Li Chengfeng and reached out to help Li Chengfeng, but when his hand touched Li Chengfeng's broken and cracked skin, Li Chengfeng took a breath of air conditioning.

Li Chengfeng twitched his cheek slightly, and he forced a smile out. He whispered and said in a low voice: "Be gentle! Do you want to kill me? Tell me, do you want to kill me so that you can inherit these treasures?"

Zhao Xiaobao burst out and burst into laughter. He watched the wound on Li Chengfeng slowly heal, so he simply sat down with Li Chengfeng. Looking at the busy arbitrators walking around, he briefly narrated the battle between Chen Jingfeng and sighed in a low voice: "Young Master, is it all over?"

Li Chengfeng laughed: "Is it all over?"

Zhao Xiaobao suddenly realized, slapped his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "There is the more terrifying Zangjin Pavilion... Young Master, what should we do? Can we ever fight Zangjin Pavilion?"

Li Chengfeng was very bachelor and said simply: "I can't beat it!"

Zhao Xiaobao choked for a moment and said with a bitter face: "What should I do?"

Li Chengfeng asked back: "Do you think Zangjian Pavilion has a chance to win before this battle begins?"

Zhao Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "No. But, young master, I think... it's still incomparable."

Li Chengfeng asked back with interest: "Oh? What do you think?"

Zhao Xiaobao said: "The battle between Zangjian Pavilion and Zangqing Pavilion is a life-and-death battle between Zangjian Pavilion, and we have no way out; but although Zangjin Pavilion and us are also a life-and-death battle, we already have a way out at that time. Maybe Young Master and we will fight to the death, but others may not be."

Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "Continue."

Zhao Xiaobao was encouraged and continued, "And after this battle, you are almost at your end of your life, and you are fighting until you are out of your arms and food... Our Zangjian Pavilion is now at the end of your strength."

Li Chengfeng nodded with relief and said, "You have grown up too... you have all grown up."

Zhao Xiaobao said: "But there is no young master...we are nothing."

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said, "Everyone's life is made by himself." He stretched out his hand and said to Zhao Xiaobao: "Help me up, let's make a good decision and see how to fight the next battle?"

Zhao Xiaobao helped Li Chengfeng stand up. He looked happy and whispered: "Young Master is sure?"

Li Chengfeng sneered: "How is that possible?"

Zhao Xiaobao's face collapsed: "I thought the young master had a way."

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "There is no way! But is there any way? You have to fight! How can you know the result if you don't fight? But..." As he said that, his face changed, and his face became extremely gloomy and angry: "Before this, I want to trouble someone first! Because of this person, we almost lost a little bit, and Zangjian Pavilion was almost doomed!"
Chapter completed!