Chapter 168 It’s rude to come and not reciprocate
Yanhe, in the night, a black shadow speeds on the road, the engine roars, as fast as lightning.
There was a middle-aged man in his forties in the car with a solemn expression. His mobile phone was still on the passenger seat and had not been turned off.
"Which guest is actually here?" Zhang Zhonghao wondered in his heart. Now that the storm is coming in China, every sword bearer is in danger, and some sword bearers have even died. In this
At that time, a guest would actually appear in Yanhe?
You must know that every guest in the Protectorate is talented.
Who dares to take action at this time? Aren't you afraid of the fifteen great masters in the Liao border area?
Time passed, and when Zhang Zhonghao arrived at his destination, he immediately saw the car parked on the roadside, the messy wheat field, sword marks, and blood...
"hiss!"
Zhang Zhonghao took a breath of air and felt a chill in his heart.
He immediately got out of the car and walked cautiously towards the car. As he approached the back of the car, the window slowly lowered, revealing a very unfamiliar face.
"Dare I ask, are you..." Zhang Zhonghao couldn't help but was slightly startled when he saw that young and exaggerated face, and asked hesitantly.
"Are you the sword bearer of the Protectorate?" Qin Xuan had already changed his clothes and looked at Zhang Zhonghao quietly.
"That's right." Zhang Zhonghao nodded, glanced around the car, and asked hesitantly: "I don't know, where is the guest who ordered me to come?"
Qin Xuan smiled lightly and said, "I am."
What?
Zhang Zhonghao didn't react for a while. After a few beats, he said in a panic: "Zhang Zhonghao, holding the sword, pays homage to the senior guest."
He was a little shocked. The young man in the car was too young, right? Or did he practice some kind of secret technique to rejuvenate his youth? Was he actually an old monster who was over a hundred years old?
Qin Xuan's eyes were as bright as water and he spoke slowly: "I asked you to come because there is a big gift that I need you to deliver on my behalf, is that okay?"
Zhang Zhonghao said quickly: "Follow your guest's instructions."
Giving gifts?
Zhang Zhonghao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and frowned slightly.
At this moment, China is in crisis. It’s okay if this guest minister of the Protectorate Mansion cannot help China. Why should he be allowed to do such a small thing as a swordsman?
Zhang Zhonghao shook his head, there was nothing he could do. He was the innate guest. Even if he was asked to deliver a glass of water, he would not dare to disobey.
The subtle changes in Zhang Zhonghao's expression caught Qin Xuan's eyes, but he didn't pay any attention to it.
"The things are in the back of the car and will be sent to the powerful overseas people in the land bordering Liao." Qin Xuan smiled leisurely and slowly closed the car window, "It's not polite to come and go without reciprocating. Since overseas has given me such a big gift, this time
The gift should be returned!"
Zhang Zhonghao was a little confused, but the car started slowly and started to leave.
After he watched the car Qin Xuan was sitting in disappear, he looked at the gift Qin Xuan had mentioned before.
For a moment, Zhang Zhonghao was stunned, his eyes began to blur, and his face began to slowly turn white under the moonlight.
Twelve heads, three in a row, four rows in total, were placed neatly on the road.
On some people's heads, their eyes were so glaring that they seemed to be dead, and even the blood had not completely dried up.
"This this……"
Zhang Zhonghao was physically weak, but as a master and a sword wielder of the Protectorate, he didn't pay attention and suddenly sat on the ground.
He knew each of these twelve heads. They were all powerful overseas men who invaded China, and there was information on them all in the Protectorate Mansion.
That guest...killed twelve master-level experts?
Oh My God!
Zhang Zhonghao felt like thousands of horses were racing in his heart and his hands and feet were cold.
After more than ten minutes, he came back to his senses, turned his head to the direction where Qin Xuan left before, and bowed deeply.
"Zhang Zhonghao will definitely deliver this gift!"
He spoke every word in a loud voice.
…
Early the next morning, the night gradually faded, revealing the scorching sun.
For ordinary people, it is still a dull and numb day, with crowded people walking back and forth through the city.
At this moment, some strong martial arts masters in the corners of the city who had just woken up from a big dream, or who had been practicing all night without sleeping, took out their mobile phones and habitually opened the Jianghu Forum.
Soon, the faces of these strong men all turned pale without exception.
"What?"
I don’t know how many places in China, almost the same voice sounded.
In the Jianghu Forum, a bombshell news came out, which shocked China.
Last night, Wu Bodhisattva An Ning was besieged and killed by ten overseas powerful men. In a bloody battle, he fought his way out of the siege and killed three overseas powerful men. In the end, he was missing and his life or death was uncertain. Only a battlefield with a radius of one mile was left in chaos.
The Xiao family in the south was suddenly attacked last night. Overseas strong men came together and surrounded and killed the unknown old servant beside Mr. Xiao. Blood was shed in the night. In the end, the Xiao family even had to use the local military to kill those overseas servants.
The strong ones were forced to retreat. As a result, Mr. Xiao vomited blood and became seriously ill.
At the border of Jiangbei, Xiao Zhenwu was surrounded and killed by overseas strong men. The number of people was unknown. After a bloody battle, three corpses were left behind, as well as four overseas strong men who were trapped in the formation until the early morning. As for Xiao Zhenwu,
Disappeared, just like Wu Bodhisattva, his life and death were uncertain, leaving only a blood-stained Taoist robe.
Dulong, who was once on the military list in the south, was surrounded and killed in the land bordering Liao in the north. He fought to the death of seven people but was not defeated. His blood was spilled in the mountains. His head was cut off and hung on a cliff.
The Chen family, Chen Boxiang, encountered a siege on their way north. After a fierce battle to escape, they arrived at the local military territory and were seriously injured and fell into a coma. The Chen family had mobilized the best doctors in the country to go there, and even the old man of the Chen family was there.
Already alerted, he set out in person.
The Great Sun Master who came from the Western Desert was surrounded and killed, and one of his arms was cut off. He killed three people and escaped. According to rumors, people thousands of meters away seemed to have heard the nine-character mantra and thought it was
The gods appeared and people worshiped them.
The He family in the south of the Yangtze River was besieged by the masters and almost fell. However, a spear suddenly rose up from within the family and nailed two of them to death, causing the rest of the overseas strong men to flee in panic.
The Feng family in the north was besieged and fell by strong men from overseas. No one of the two masters survived. Fortunately, the number of casualties was less than five among the clan members.
…
The bloody news made all Chinese warriors feel uneasy again.
How long has it been? Hua Xiaxiajiao just appeared and regained the disadvantage. These overseas strong men made such an astonishing move. They surrounded and killed nearly two hundred overseas masters. Even the selected geniuses of the world were surrounded and killed.
One person died, and the lives of the others were uncertain.
Not only that, some people have begun to count that after this night, the overseas strong men lost about fifty people.
But China has lost nearly seventy masters, including one of the world's most talented people.
Seventy masters!
The total number of registered grandmasters in China is less than 300, and almost one-third has been lost at once. Even if China has a long heritage and has millions of warriors, it will take at least twenty years to make up for the 70 grandmasters.
.
Suddenly, the Chinese martial arts world has almost returned to twenty years ago.
"If it doesn't work, just fight them!"
"What on earth are they going to do? Are they really trying to deceive me, no one in China?"
"Where is the Protectorate Mansion? What are the major protector generals doing?"
In the forum, for a time, doubts, indignation, sadness, fear... voices almost filled the entire forum.
In the Huguo Mansion, Tong Yuer looked at the boiling forum with a complicated expression and gave an order.
"Block the Jianghu forum and don't allow any news to come out!"
She put away her phone and looked up at the rising sun. The clouds in the sky were illuminated by the sun and turned blood red, as if half the sky was dyed blood.
"This is war!"
Her eyes were cold, with a touch of sadness and helplessness.
"The war between Haiqing and Huaxia!"
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