The other side has five Saint-level masters and thousands of monk soldiers.

There are only two Saint-level players on my side, and one of them is a ranged player.

The ten thousand Divine Sword Army seemed to be evenly matched against the thousands of monk soldiers. The biggest problem now was these five Saints.

That woman, was she talking to me?

If so... wouldn't she be Xu Yunqing?

How is she now?

Fu Xiaoguan searched in the distance and saw Xu Yunqing, who was lying on the left. She was struggling to stand up with her sword on the ground.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and smoothed her messy hair from her forehead.

But then, Fu Xiaoguan saw the old monk flying towards Xu Yunqing—"Shoot him...!"

Fu Xiaoguan roared, and Bei Wangchuan concentrated and shot an arrow.

"Gun!"

Xu Xinyan took down the black box, and Fu Xiaoguan opened it. "Bei Wangchuan, keep shooting him!"

Beiwangchuan shot arrow after arrow.

A large monk in red flew towards them. Xu Xinyan was about to meet him with his sword in hand, but was stopped by Fu Xiaoguan, who shouted, "Don't move!"

Fu Xiaoguan took out the big gun and held the small gun in his other hand.

Bei Wangchuan did not look at the flying holy monk. He kept shooting arrows at the leader of the Buddhist sect.

Jia Nanxing fought bloody battles and managed to pin down two big monks in red robes, but he was already injured in many places.

The big monk in red who rushed towards Fu Xiaoguan roared in the air, and the long sword in his hand came towards him sharply. At the same time, another big monk in red came with a long sword, and the sword energy was so cold that it seemed to cut off the sunlight in the sky.

Fu Xiaoguan held the small gun, narrowed his eyes, and aimed at the big monk in red holding the sword.

At this moment, the big monk in red suddenly felt a chill. It was an instinct from his heart. He didn't know where this huge danger came from. He had used 70% of his strength and was only ten feet away from Fu Xiaoguan.

“Go to hell…!”

He saw Fu Xiaoguan's ferocious look, and then he heard a crisp gunshot...

"Bang!"

A bullet hit him right between the eyebrows.

It seemed as if a flower was blooming in the sky.

But another knife has arrived.

Fu Xiaoguan fired another shot instantly, but this time he missed.

He fired several shots, but only one hit the leg of the monk holding the knife.

The knife's momentum paused, but did not change.

Beiwangchuan's arrows ultimately missed.

The old monk holding the staff flew up again. This time he didn't fly towards Xu Yunqing, but looked at Fu Xiaoguan!

He stood up from the ground, waved the staff in his hand, and rushed straight towards Fu Xiaoguan!

At this moment, Xu Yunqing didn't know where the strength came from, she roared: "Bald donkey, die!" She also spread her body and chased after the master of the sect. She gritted her teeth and threw the sword in her hand.

The sword was as bright as a meteor, and it went straight towards the master's back!

The sect leader turned around at this moment, and the tin staff in his hand fell, knocking the sword away with one staff. The staff continued to move, smashing towards Xu Yunqing like a mountain.

Xu Yunqing looked at Fu Xiaoguan again and yelled, "My son...are you stupid? Run...!"

Fu Xiaoguan raised his spear and no longer looked at the knife that was coming towards him.

He needed to fire this shot for the woman he met for the first time, the mother of his body!

He raised his gun steadily and took aim. Just as he was looking through the scope, the old monk's staff was about to hit Xu Yunqing.

His cheeks puffed up and at that moment he pulled the trigger.

This is the last bullet.

The moment he pulled the trigger, he felt relieved.

At the moment he pulled the trigger, Xu Yunqing gritted his teeth and punched the stick.

At that moment, Jia Nanxing was pierced through the abdomen by a sword, but his fist smashed the head of a big monk in red.

"Bang……!"

At the moment the gunshot rang out, a sword came from the east.

The sword coming from the east cut off the knife that was aimed at Xu Xinyan.

At the moment the knife broke, a burst of blood suddenly burst out from the master's body, which was extremely brilliant.

Fu Xiaoguan did not put down his gun. He saw through the scope that the bullet hit the old monk's abdomen. The old monk was knocked away by the powerful force of the shot. You deserve to die!

Then, he saw the sect leader's face... He was actually smiling!

Fu Xiaoguan hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, and through the scope, he saw the final scene - the sect leader's staff hit Xu Yunqing's shoulder!

Xu Yunqing was falling, but her face was facing Fu Xiaoguan. She was also smiling, her face covered in blood, and her mouth was full of blood.

Fu Xiaoguan's body was icy cold, "Mother...!"

He roared, threw down the gun in his hand and rushed out.

Xu Yunqing fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with tiny peach blossoms.

The flowers have just left the branches and are still very bright.

Fu Xiaoguan squatted on the ground, picked up Xu Yunqing, and yelled at the top of his lungs: "Mother...!"

Xu Yunqing opened her eyes slightly, and through that little gap, she finally saw her son clearly at such a close distance - her son was very handsome, and had much of the same charm as her mother in her youth.

She tried to raise her hands tremblingly, but found that she couldn't do it.

Fu Xiaoguan grabbed her hand and covered his face with it. "Mom, hold on, I can save you. You must hold on! Someone, someone...!"

"Son...don't waste your energy. Mother's meridians are severed...After this is over, go find your father...His coffin is still in Bei, Beijun City..."

Xu Yunqing tilted his neck and let his hand fall down along Fu Xiaoguan's face.

She closed her eyes, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

A peach blossom fell and landed on her face, where there was a ray of sunshine.

“Ah…! Ah…! Ah…!”

Fu Xiaoguan roared to the sky like an enraged beast.

"Kill them! I want them all to be buried with me...!"

"Disciple, I will do as you wish!"

Fu Xiaoguan turned around and saw an old man in green linen clothes walking towards him step by step in the air.

He was walking in the air, his sword waving in the distance—just arrogant!

The monk holding the knife was still holding the knife, half of it.

His body was like his knife, a half body.

His two halves were falling, but the sword had already entered the peach forest. All the peach trees in the forest fell down, and countless peach blossoms were cut into countless petals by the sword energy.

The sword killed the big monk in red clothes opposite Jia Nanxing, and then cut into the monk soldiers.

The blood and energy suddenly rose and spread throughout the Taoyuan.

"Fan Wuxiang, you bald donkey, how dare you come and kill my last disciple! I'm going to tear down your entire Buddhist temple!"

Fu Xiaoguan looked at it blankly, then walked into the courtyard step by step, holding Xu Yunqing's body. There was no color in his eyes, and no cruel wails in his ears.

Xu Yunqing was alive, but died again.

Since she is alive, why has she never come to see me in all these years?

She was truly dead now, dead in his arms.

He still had a lot to ask her. He wanted to know where she had been all these years.

He wanted to know who wrote the poem "A Farewell to Cambridge".

He originally thought that Xu Yunqing came from the same world as him, and he still thought so now, but he couldn't get a personal response from her.

He wanted to tell her everything that happened in that world. He thought there would be someone in this world who could speak the same language with him.

All of this shattered like a dream.

The battle was over, the master's sword killed all the enemies and cut off the leader's head.

The courtyard had been silent for a long time, until the wind blew and a petal of a withered plum blossom floated onto Fu Xiaoguan's face.

He suddenly woke up, looked at the beautiful face in his arms, and stopped crying.

He raised his head and looked at Jia Nanxing, who was standing beside him with a pale face.

He looked at Xu Xinyan, whose face was in tears, at Bei Wangchuan, who was looking down sadly, and finally at the old Taoist priest in green linen robes.

"You...are my master?"

Su Changsheng felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging into his flesh, and blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"I am your master, I am late."

"...Perhaps this is fate." Fu Xiaoguan handed Xu Yunqing's body to Xu Xinyan. He took a deep breath and stood in front of Yu Wendao who had just woken up.

Yu Wendao jumped up, but what he saw was not what he had imagined.

Lost?

You lost like this?

Can't kill him like this?

Yu Wendao felt a deep chill at this moment. The Spring Thunder Plan, which he had carefully planned and exhausted all his efforts, was flawless, but it still couldn't kill him!

Fu Xiaoguan stared at Yu Wendao coldly. In his cold eyes, the young friend who used to drink and chat with him now looked like a dead person.

"You are really stupid! It's true that I want to plot against Yu Chao. It's not because Emperor Xuan once stabbed me, but because I really love Yu Chao."

"I had never considered using force to retake the Yu Dynasty. It was your stupidity and your overestimation of your own capabilities that forced me to launch the Jingzhe Plan."

Fu Xiaoguan took a step forward.

"I told you, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!"

Yu Wendao had never seen Fu Xiaoguan like this before. He couldn't help but take two steps back, "What do you want to do?"

"I wanted to spare your lives, because your death would be useless. What I want is to defeat your army and build a powerful empire... because you are incompetent!"

"You cannot give the people a happy and healthy life."

"You don't have the people in your minds at all. You're just fighting for your own ridiculous rights."

"You shouldn't have involved Fan Guo, and you shouldn't have brought these damn monks here!"

Fu Xiaoguan roared, his face ferocious: "Do you know that you killed my mother?"

"You...are unforgivable."

"Remember, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!"

Fu Xiaoguan pulled out Xu Xinyan's sword, "No...!" Jia Nanxing exclaimed, but Fu Xiaoguan's sword still fell.

"I tell you, I want to build a powerful country, it's called... Daxia!"

"puff……!"

Yu Wendao's body fell down.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't even glance at it. He took Xu Yunqing's body and said in a cold and indifferent voice:

"Return to the palace."

"Prepare to conquer the Fan Kingdom!"