The car kicked up dust and disappeared from sight.
At this time, everyone suddenly came to their senses.
"Who... is he?" A soldier murmured to himself, looking at Jun Kanazawa's body in the factory, as if he had been in a dream.
The powerful man from Nangao, who was so arrogant and domineering a second ago and severely injured two grandmasters with one kick, was now killed by a sword?
Even the school officer was dumbfounded and asked himself, 'Could the other party be innate?'
"Third Master!" The Tang brothers walked up to Xiao Rujun in shame. They were horrified and could not hide their guilt.
Xiao Rujun stared at the direction where Qin Xuan disappeared for a long time before sighing, "Let's go!"
"Third Master, is that Master Qin?"
"Um!"
After receiving the response, the two brothers no longer felt any dissatisfaction in their hearts. They looked at each other with bitterness.
We are both masters, but what’s the difference between us?
This Linhai Master Qin is indeed...well-deserved.
…
On the road, Mo Qinglian drove calmly.
There was a hint of doubt on her face, but she didn't ask.
Qin Xuan looked at his mobile phone and browsed the Jianghu Forum. At this moment, the Jianghu Forum was completely silent. The entire forum was temporarily blocked and there was no more useful information.
"The Protectorate is quite smart." Qin Xuan raised his head and said with a smile.
Although this move cannot be said to stabilize the morale of the military, it can at least contain the spreading news and delay time. Even if it is postponed for one day, the news of the life and death of the great geniuses should be clearly conveyed to the Protectorate.
"Qin Xuan, are we going now?" Mo Qinglian asked when she saw Qin Xuan raise his head.
"Go to the military!"
Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "You should know the nearest military base, right?"
Mo Qinglian was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Why do you want to go to the military?"
"Because Wu Bodhisattva is peaceful, I naturally want to take a look." Qin Xuan's answer made Mo Qinglian even more confused.
She didn't know how Qin Xuan knew that Wu Bodhisattva was in the military?
This time overseas powerful people participate in the war, and the military is absolutely impossible to participate in it. Otherwise, this will not be a war between various forces, but will be upgraded to diplomacy between countries. The top leaders of China will never allow this to happen.
Not to mention the loss of seventy grandmasters, even if all the grandmasters of Huaxia died, the top leaders of Huaxia would never say a word.
Because this battle is just a battle between the Chinese martial arts community and overseas forces. Even if the battle continues, it will involve up to one million people. If it is upgraded to a battle between countries, it will be a battle with billions of people. Which country?
Neither of them can afford to start a fight.
Therefore, high-level national officials will never get involved in such fights between countries, even in the slightest. Strong people in various countries also understand this truth and will not complain at all.
"Qin Xuan, the military..." Mo Qinglian was about to speak, but when she saw the smile on Qin Xuan's face, her voice became silent.
"Of course I know that the military will not participate. Who said the military is protecting Wu Bodhisattva?" Qin Xuan asked back, making Mo Qinglian even more confused.
"But, didn't you just say..."
"I only say that Wu Bodhisattva is most likely in the military, rather than being protected by the military." Qin Xuan chuckled, "After all, a man of comparable innate strength wants to escape into the military base to hide and heal his wounds.
, the military can’t do anything about it, right?”
Mo Qinglian was stunned, but then she suddenly realized and smiled, "That's right!"
The military will not participate in the battles of warriors, let alone protect them, but if the warrior Bodhisattva peacefully heals the military, even if it is discovered, it will at most turn a blind eye. If overseas powerful people protest, the military will do whatever they want.
"I don't know" can be used as a prevarication. This is also the advantage of Chinese warriors.
China does not participate in this kind of struggle, but it does not mean that China will give up on them.
This is also one of the reasons why China's millions of warriors have rarely caused trouble in China in the past.
They are willing to abide by such rules, which has no conflict with their martial arts. As for some warriors who act wantonly, they will be dealt with by the National Protectorate.
Therefore, for so many years, the peace in China has been like a lake, and it has also been ridiculed by the powerful overseas as a 'prosperous age'.
Mo Qinglian was suddenly stunned again and said happily: "Doesn't that mean that the martial arts geniuses from other places..."
Qin Xuan smiled and nodded silently. He looked at the sun rising higher and higher in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.
As a Chinese, facing such a prosperous age, he felt proud.
This is my motherland, I am proud of it!
This is an emotion that Qin Xuan has never felt since he entered the realm of cultivation and even the immortal world. He can only have it on this star, which is only 9.6 million square kilometers of land.
"We know this, and those overseas strong men are not that stupid." Qin Xuan's voice slowly sounded, "So, if you want to watch the show, or get involved, you have to hurry up."
…
At dusk, the rays of the setting sun shine on the rows of soldiers, who are as tall as poplars, in neat formation.
In this military base, a secluded corner.
Han Yunfeng was on guard in the distance. Behind him, Wu Bodhisattva in military uniform sat cross-legged on the ground peacefully, his eyes slowly opening.
"Senior, are you awake?" Han Yunfeng looked slightly happy and breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.
Although he is older than An Ning, he is respected by those who are strong in the martial arts, and he is even more convinced when he calls him "senior".
"Well!" An Ning's voice was calm. She stood up slowly, "How is he...?"
"Third Master is out of danger. He was saved by Master Qin from Linhai." Han Yunfeng lowered his head.
"Third Master?" A trace of emotion appeared on An Ning's face, which quickly disappeared without a trace.
Han Yunfeng secretly sighed in his heart. After all these years, this Wu Bodhisattva still couldn't forgive the Third Master! However, after all, the Third Master had hurt the mother and daughter too deeply. I'm afraid the Third Master had already anticipated this.
"Now that we are out of danger, Zhiqing will thank Mr. Xiao later." An Ning said calmly.
Even if Xiao Rujun doesn't come, she can still escape, but the trauma she suffered at that time may not be able to be recovered in just one day, and she may not be able to escape the powerful overseas men who are coming one after another.
Regardless of past grudges, the first person she didn't want to owe anything to in this life was someone she owed something to.
Han Yunfeng smiled bitterly and did not dare to say anything.
"Senior, should you escape from danger, continue to the land near Liao, or?" He hesitated and asked, "I'm afraid it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Those overseas strong men will find this place within a day."
"Thank you, Donor Han, for your wisdom." An Ning clasped her hands together and stood up after saluting. Through the narrow window, she saw the sunset that was about to end, and said lightly: "I'm afraid, the other party has already arrived."
"Coming?" Han Yunfeng's expression suddenly changed, and his heart was horrified.
An Ning had already stepped forward, her feet not stained with dust, and slowly walked out of the military base.
Naturally, this battle would not happen in a military base. An Ning knew very well that one person's interests must not endanger the country.
As she walked towards the base entrance without anyone else around, the soldiers around her didn't even look at her, as if An Ning, Yu and Han Yunfeng were two transparent people.
However, some soldiers' eyebrows were obviously trembling, as if they were trying not to look at the two men.
An Ning walked out of the base a hundred meters behind, in an open field, facing the dim sky, and said lightly: "Since the donors are already here, why do you need to cover up?"
sound
As soon as he landed, eight figures appeared around him.
An Ning's eyes were like water, and she looked at these eight people quietly. Seven of them were familiar faces, and one had an unfamiliar face.
These familiar seven people were naturally the seven who were left after she blocked the ten people from fighting. As for the remaining one, I am afraid that they were both latecomers to the people who were chasing Xiao Rujun.
The situation of the eight strong men did not seem much better than last night.
Han Yunfeng, who was following An Ning, couldn't help but feel his throat rolling when he saw this formation, and felt extremely uneasy in his heart.
However, Han Yunfeng did not feel ashamed.
Among these eight powerful men, four are Dacheng Grandmasters. For ordinary masters, if they don't run away, they can be considered to have deep concentration, right?
"The Dazhiyuan realm of Suwenpuluo Temple is unpredictable, and it is indeed extraordinary when I see it today. A few hundred meters away, you have actually discovered our traces." The newcomer from overseas smiled, and he clasped his hands and cast the same spell.
Buddhist ritual.
Han Yunfeng looked at this overseas monk, and a name suddenly flashed in his mind.
In the war-torn area, Moro is the second-ranked master in the military rankings.
Thinking of this person, Han Yunfeng's face suddenly turned white.
Legend has it that this powerful man who ranks second on the military list was originally a Buddhist genius, but later became a demon for unknown reasons. Taking Moro as his life in the war-torn area, he was already a great master five years ago.
Not only that, the biggest rumor about this strong man on the military list is that this demon monk likes to eat the brains of strong men after killing people. In the war-torn areas for more than thirty years, more strong men have lost their lives because of his brain-eating.
Hundreds of people.
An Ning also heard about this demon monk. There was no ripple in his eyes, and he said calmly: "It's just a little bit of Buddhism, how can it be compared with the master!"
"Hahaha!" Moro laughed, "You don't have to be modest. The purpose of my coming this time is to see the legendary Puo Temple in China. Since I met it in advance, I just happened to have a look. I hope the benefactor will give me some advice."
After he laughed, his eyes suddenly turned dark, and he slowly took out a Buddhist staff from behind with both hands. The whole body was purple and black, the head of the staff was a skull, and the empty eyes were replaced by two shining rubies.
This scepter seemed to have a secret power that confuses people's hearts. Han Yunfeng seemed to see the hell in it. His whole body suddenly became weak and weak, leaving only resistance.
"Donor, if you put down your butcher knife, you can become a Buddha!" An Ning's words rang out, and the Buddha's voice was vast, rippling in this dark hell, supporting a ray of light.
Han Yunfeng suddenly came over, but suddenly found that seven figures had surrounded them and killed them.
In an instant, Han Yunfeng was so frightened that he quickly raised his energy and prepared to resist.
However, at this moment, An Ning was as still as a mountain. A little Buddha's light rose up from the center of her eyebrows. In an instant, a Bodhisattva with a height of ten feet rose up behind her. The Buddha's power was so powerful that it vibrated around.
The sound of Buddhist sutras slowly recited from An Ning's mouth and spread around. The figures surrounding him suddenly became blurred and lost their will to fight.
"Hahaha, it's just a Buddhist scripture, broken!"
Suddenly, the Demonic Monk of the Military Ranking Order restored his Buddhist staff and tapped it gently.
At this point, the magic light was like a sea, instantly silencing An Ning's Buddha's voice. An Ning also raised his head slightly, and the hands of the Buddha's body behind him vibrated violently, and a majestic force swept towards the surroundings, like a huge wave.
He collided with the seven overseas strong men, and also collided with the sea of demons cast by Moro.
The entire world seemed to be dyed purple and black at this moment, and a demon statue slowly emerged from behind Moro.
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