"I have an idea!"
Wan Jianshan suddenly looked at everyone, which made everyone quiet down.
"There is a teleportation array on the last mountain of the Immortal Sword Sect, which allows us to get out."
"What?"
The Great Elder and others looked at Wanjian Mountain in confusion. The Immortal Sword Sect had had a teleportation array for a long time.
Yu Fengchun also stood up and looked at Wan Jianshan in surprise.
“It’s true!”
Wan Jianshan was very calm, and then he said to everyone: "It was arranged by the Dragon King, using the Western Teleportation Array. As for the teleportation location, I don't know."
"No?"
Yu Fengchun looked at Wanjianshan in shock. Ye Tian had this arrangement, using the Western Teleportation Array?
"You guys evacuate."
Wan Jianshan's words made everyone feel a little relieved. With this teleportation array, at least they would be safe.
Yu Fengchun stared at Wan Jianshan and wanted to say something, but saw Xuelin coming out.
Xuelin's face was extremely pale, her chest heaving, as she came to Wanjian Mountain.
"We're evacuating? What about you?"
Wan Jianshan looked at Xuelin and smiled faintly, "I am the leader of the Immortal Sword Sect. This is the inheritance of the Immortal Sword Sect. Anyone can leave, but how can I leave?"
"no!"
Xuelin shook her head on the spot, and so did Reverend Qingyuan and the others. When Ye Tian suppressed them, Wanjian Mountain had never made such a choice.
"I'm not only doing this for Wanjian Mountain, I'm also doing this for the Ancient Chinese Sect."
"If they come in here, I can keep them all here."
"As long as the sword tip breaks, they will fall into hell."
Wanjian Mountain had also made a decision. If the Sword Peak was gone, even Shen Jiu and his companions, who were at the Golden Core stage, would be unable to fly or escape. Below the Sword Peak was a different dimension; if they fell, they would definitely not be able to return.
"Wanjianshan, I said, no."
Xuelin stared at Wan Jianshan again. So many people died. Does Wan Jianshan want to die too?
Wan Jianshan looked at Xuelin, the corners of his mouth twitching, and then he sighed softly and said, "The Dragon King was able to die for China. We have practiced for hundreds of years, but what have we done in this world?"
"I've even forgotten about my parents who gave birth to me and raised me. I really think I'm a sword immortal."
"But when I met the Dragon King, I realized that, despite all the talk of cultivation, I am still a human, not an immortal."
"Sect Master Qin has disappeared for the sake of China."
"The Immortal Sword Sect is the last of the ancient sects. If Shen Jiu and the others are allowed to leave, China will be in danger."
"Leave here and conserve your strength. Once you have recovered, you will have to deal with Zhu Kunpeng."
Wan Jianshan explained again, and Yu Fengchun and others lowered their heads.
"I said, no!"
Xuelin suddenly grabbed Wan Jianshan's hand, her beautiful eyes red.
"Xiaoxue, this is my decision."
"Mr. Yu!"
Wan Jianshan suddenly looked at Yu Fengchun, who was stunned. Wan Jianshan raised his hand and sealed Xuelin directly.
“Please!”
Wan Jianshan pushed Xuelin out directly and let Yu Fengchun catch her.
"Master Wan!"
Yu Fengchun stared at Wan Jianshan in shock, as did everyone else. Only Xuelin's eyes widened, tears that had never fallen before now gathering in her eyes. This most powerful woman in the world had finally shown true love.
There is still true love in this world.
Wan Jianshan didn't look at it. He finally talked about Xiaoxue and he did make a decision.
"Grand Elder!"
Wan Jianshan stood up proudly, while Reverend Qingyuan and the others slowly lowered their heads and suddenly half-knelt down.
"metropolitan!"
All the disciples of the Sword Sect knew that Wanjian Mountain wanted them to leave.
Zuo Daotong also walked out and half-knelt on the ground. They all understood that Wan Jianshan wanted to die together with these people.
"Take them away!"
"Master, take care!"
"Master, I want to stay here. You must at least have someone to serve me." A disciple came out and knelt down quietly.
"Yes, Master, please leave us here."
More disciples came out, and they wanted to accompany Wan Jianshan to death.
"Everyone go, I can do it alone."
"You are the fire, the fire left for China. Remember, we missed it before. We are cultivators, but we are also the descendants of Yan and Huang of China."
"When China is in trouble, we must rise up and resist."
"Alright, no more talking, let's all leave!"
Wan Jianshan snorted coldly and waved his sleeves, and these disciples had no choice but to leave the Immortal Sword Hall.
"Sect Master, woooo!"
The sound of crying was heard, and Bai Lingjun and other people from the ancient sect looked at Wanjian Mountain and bowed down directly.
"Master Wan, take care!"
But just as these people were about to leave, the sky collapsed, the earth split, the sun and moon lost their light, and the three sword formations outside collapsed.
The most critical situation has occurred!
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