Then, his gaze fell on Zhao Long.

Zhao Long, now trained using the Wu family's special methods, has actually reached level thirty-six!

Not much worse than Zhao Zidan!

However, Zhao Long still did not have the strength to fight Guo Feng.

Buzz!

Guo Feng's blade flashed, and he unleashed another powerful attack with double the power.

Zhao Long's sword also broke in response.

His arms were almost severed.

His chest was also pierced by the force of the blade!

It flew backwards.

He looked extremely pained!

The blood of these three people, along with the blood of the previous psychic, flowed across the plaza.

They gathered at the foot of that monument!

The entire valley was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood.

"This Project 77 ultimately ended at this site of the War of Resistance against Japan."

Holding the knife, Guo Feng looked up at the monument to the martyrs and smiled slightly, "I offer the blood of a traitor to the monument to the martyrs; perhaps this is the will of Heaven!"

He paused for a moment, then saluted the monument. "Thank you, this prosperous age is just as you wished!"

He then solemnly declared, "And this prosperous era will be protected by us, the younger generation! We will never allow the bandits to overstep their bounds!"

He finished speaking!

A flock of birds flew out from the valley, their loud cries echoing throughout the entire valley!

It lingers for a long time!

It was as if these martyrs were responding to Guo Feng!

Guo Feng suddenly laughed!

"Good, very good!"

Just then, a figure darted out from the woods.

It's Sima Hui!

Behind him was Zhou Yishu!

"Commander, you've arrived?"

Guo Feng was somewhat surprised.

Sima Hui sighed, "You did very well this time, and you spoke very well just now."

"I am very pleased."

He patted Guo Feng on the shoulder and said, "I hope you can remember your words and stay true to your original aspirations."

"Rest assured, Commander."

Guo Feng smiled gently.

No further explanation needed!

But that's enough to convey the meaning!

Sima Hui waved his hand: "You go with Zhou Yishu, leave the rest to me."

"The rest?"

Guo Feng was taken aback.

Sima Hui laughed and said, "Do you think that's all the other side can do? Do you think Project 77 is just something for your class of geniuses?"

He stretched and yawned. "I need to do something too, right, Aota-kun!"

After he finished speaking, he looked towards the mountains in the southeast direction.

His gaze was like a knife!

"Haha, Sima Hui, I've been waiting for you for ages! If you hadn't come, your son would be dead by now!"

"However, I can't kill your son!"

"Killing you, Sima Hui, would be a delightful thing!"

Loud laughter echoed from the mountain ridge.

They are more than ten kilometers apart.

The shock was so great that Guo Feng's ears hurt.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Yishu grabbed the unconscious Zhao Long and pulled Guo Feng, then ran wildly in the opposite direction!