Yue Nanchen was startled, and saw a figure flash by, holding Shui Yao in one hand and holding a cold sword in the other, pointing it at the forehead of the leader of the Jinwu Sect.

"It's not me, it's not me, I'm a fake!" the woman screamed, her whole body shaking with fear.

"Tell me, where is Yue Nanxuan?" Yue Nanchen asked coldly.

"I don't know, I really don't know. It was that woman, oh, the woman who was killed in the arena just now, who spent one hundred taels of silver to hire me. I don't know anything else!" The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Yue Nanchen stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand. Indeed, she didn't have any true energy in her body and didn't even know any martial arts. In this case, she was indeed a fake!

"You are fake, but the members of the Jinwu Sect are not fake. They must know it!"

Shui Yao's words reminded Yue Nanchen, but after the panic just now, those people saw that Ling Shuiyan was dead and fled in all directions. Only this fake woman had no martial arts skills and could run slowly, so she was caught!

"Lan Yi!" Shui Yao called out in a low voice, but after looking around, she still couldn't see Lan Yi. Shui Yao frowned and quickly thought of a possibility, "Don't worry, Lan Yi may have caught up with him. These days, Lan Yi has been feeling guilty for losing Yue Nanxuan from her hands!"

Yue Nanchen nodded, looked back at the messy scene, and whispered, "It's too noisy here, let's go to a quiet place!" He held her in his arms and walked straight through the crowd of people, heading straight towards the distant mountains.

On the top of the mountain, the wind brought a faint chill. The two sat down and looked at the clear blue sea. The vast ocean was boundless and the boats were floating on the water, so small that they were almost invisible.

Yue Nanchen held Shui Yao's hand tightly, his heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of needles, and his chest tightened, "Yao'er!"

"Yuen Nanchen, you once told me to give you a year, do you remember?"

"Now that I think about it, what I said back then was all nonsense. If I knew, I would have poisoned you..."

Shui Yao shook her head and raised her jade-white hand to cover his lips. "Even if you didn't leave, we still have to settle this account with Ling Shuiyan. You don't have to blame yourself at all!"

Shui Yao sighed softly, "Okay now, I'll give you a year, don't let me down, and naturally, I won't let you down either!"

Yue Nanchen lowered his eyes, "Don't worry, I will help you find a way to detoxify. I don't believe that Tianwen is the only one in this world who can detoxify you!"

Shui Yao nodded, but her heart was filled with pain of separation again. However, she was used to being cold and didn't allow herself to show her vulnerable side.

She raised her hand, fondly caressing the man's sexy face, and suddenly chuckled, "Yuen Nanchen, you win this time!"

Yue Nanchen shook his head, "No, I lost, and I lost badly!" He buried his face in the woman's shoulder.

Far away, Tian Wen stood on another hill and looked at all this coldly. He closed his eyes and clearly heard his own heartbeat, flowing through the blood into his brain, one beat after another.

Firm and painful.

Time passed by minute by minute. At first, Shui Yao could still suppress the feeling of suffocation, but soon cold sweat appeared on her forehead and her little face turned pale.

As if aware of the person in his arms, Yue Nanchen grabbed the woman's shoulders and asked her to raise her head. After seeing Qing Shuiyao's weak appearance, he immediately turned around and shouted, "Tianwen, Tianwen!"

Tianwen suddenly opened his eyes, and a green figure rose and fell, rushing to Yue Nanchen, and directly grabbed Shuiyao into his arms, then looked at him coldly and walked away.

"Yao'er!" Yue Nanchen stretched out his hands in pain, trying to grab Shui Yao, but he caught nothing. He just watched the green shadow quickly disappear among the mountains.

"Yao'er!" Yue Nanchen shouted loudly, and the green mountains and green hills responded to his shouting.

A heart-wrenching pain quickly attacked Yue Nanchen. He closed his eyes, bit his lips tightly, and said firmly, "Yao'er, wait, I will definitely have a way, I will definitely have one!"

At some point, Qian Hun, covered in blood, stood behind Yue Nanchen, "Master, where is the Madam?"

Yue Nanchen's eyes widened, he didn't answer, but looked back. A bloodstain in the distance stung his eyes red. He wanted to be the leader of the martial arts world. Only by becoming the leader of the martial arts world would he have enough power to find a way to detoxify Yao'er!

He stood up coldly, his dark eyes filled with bloodlust and murderous intent. He approached the martial artists who were besieging him step by step, scaring them so much that they slowly retreated step by step.

"Yuen Nanchen, you massacred the martial arts world, I will make you pay with blood!" Helan looked like a leader of the martial arts world, commanding many martial artists.

"Blood debt must be paid with blood? That depends on whether you have the ability to do so!" Yue Nanchen sneered, turned his head and coldly looked at the people who gathered around him, pointed the soft sword in his hand, and shouted coldly, "Listen, from this moment on, I, Yue Nanchen, am the leader of the martial arts world. If anyone refuses to obey, I will kill you until you are convinced!"

Everyone's faces turned pale with fear. From ancient times to the present, no leader of the martial arts world had been achieved through violence, but this man actually took on the martial arts world alone and challenged the entire martial arts world!

Although everyone was angry, they did not dare to move forward. When you are in the world, life and death are determined by fate, but that kind of death was really too cruel, so cruel that they were already afraid in their hearts.

"You want to unify the world with martial arts? Dream on!" Helan still didn't give up. He didn't believe that the world was so big, with so many talented people, that it couldn't deal with a tiny Yue Nanchen!

"Whether it is a dream or not, you will know if you try it!" Looking down at everyone, the soft sword emitting a cold light, Yue Nanchen waved it lightly, and became the most arrogant person in the world.

For Yao'er, it is worth it to make an enemy of the entire martial arts world as long as a way to detoxify can be found!

Everyone's eyes widened, and the first intuitive thought in their mind was that this man was too arrogant!

Helan wanted to call people forward, but everyone stood still. They were people of the underworld and had the integrity of people of the underworld, but in their hearts, they were already afraid and had already given up resistance.

"Today's matter ends here. Before nightfall tomorrow, this alliance leader wants to see seventy-two of the thirty-six sects submit a letter of surrender, otherwise they will be exterminated within three days!" Yue Nanchen said coldly, his eyes bloodthirsty, just like the Yama Luo who holds the power over life and death.

Everyone took a deep breath and watched the people from Feilong Hall leave.

"Alliance Leader He, can you just watch the martial arts world suffer this catastrophe?" Someone spoke up unconvinced.

"Everyone, please be patient. In my opinion, you should go back and discuss the long-term plan first!" Helan waved his hand. Now he could only fight a protracted war. He knew that even the entire Golden Dragon Villa could not be the opponent of Yue Nanchen!

After hearing what Helan said, everyone felt more relieved, so they lowered their heads and went to clean up the bodies. Although they were still in Jinlong Villa, their hearts had already left.

A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. They didn't want the foundation built by their ancestors with hundreds of years of hard work to be destroyed in their own hands. So that night, many people wrote letters of surrender, but they must not send them out until the last moment. Maybe there would be some turning point, right?

Ling Shuiyan died, and the members of the Jinwu Sect fled in all directions. Lan Yi followed closely the young girl who was leading the group and arrived at the Jinwu Sect's lair.

"Open the door!" the girl shouted, and the stone door standing on the top of the mountain opened with a bang. The girl was about to slip in, but was suddenly stopped from behind.

"Go in!" Lan Yi whispered, and escorted the girl into the stone gate, which closed quickly.

"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you trespass into the important area of ​​Jinwu Sect?" The girl shouted coldly, holding the sword across her chest.

"Lan Yi from Wuxing Palace, I came here with no ill intentions. I just wanted to find a man, a man who was kidnapped by your sect leader!" Lan Yi said coldly.

"Man? Are you talking about Emperor Yue?" the girl was stunned and asked.

Lan Yiyi was delighted, "He is really here!"

"He is here, but I can't give him to you! You, Wuxing Palace, are in cahoots with Feilong Hall. Today, Mo You will avenge the leader of your sect!" The woman named Mo You said and was about to kill them.