Someone broke through the wall and entered.
With a loud bang, rubble flew everywhere and half of the wall collapsed. The violent figure knocked away the flying dust and rushed in unstoppably, punching towards Wei Zhongxian.
Sun Lang snorted and reached out to press down on Wei Zhongxian's shoulder, pulling the old man back. At the same time, his left hand returned to the Wind Whisking Willow, gently wrapping around the newcomer's fist, and casually flinging it away.
The other party didn't continue fighting. He grabbed the stunned Xie Wei and floated back dozens of feet, distancing himself from Sun Lang.
When the little minx saw who it was, she was shocked. "You … Why are you here?"
That person's hair was unkempt and his beard was disheveled. Like Wei Zhongxian, his hair was also white and fluttering in the wind. However, he was much taller and more muscular than Wei Zhongxian. That was the physique of a peerless expert, as well as the bearing of a famous general who had been on the battlefield for decades.
It was the Golden Radiance Sword Saint, Bai Yuwei.
At this moment, his eyes were like lightning and his bearing was solemn. He protected Xie Wei behind him. He was as tall as a mountain and his indomitable figure was like the straightest flag on the battlefield.
Xie Wei's mind suffered a great impact due to the sudden change. In order to verify the terrible truth, she forced Bai Yuwei, who had returned to his youth, to the abandoned house. Through the violent spiritual force field in the house, she recalled the memories that Bai Yuwei didn't want to recall the most. Finally, she found out the culprit who destroyed the entire family … Although she was forced to do so, after calming down, she felt very guilty.
At this moment, seeing Bai Yuwei descending from the sky and protecting her without caring about the past, the little demoness was both shocked and ashamed. She said in a low voice, "Grandpa Bai, let me go … He, he will kill you …" You should leave quickly. "
When Bai Zhenming saw his father arrive in a desperate situation, he didn't know what to feel. His words were filled with regret, tears, and hope. He had obviously messed up everything, but the appearance of his father gave him a glimmer of hope. He hoped that the omnipotent father in his memory could turn the tide and correct the mistakes he had made. "Father!"
Bai Yuwei didn't speak. He stood in place and looked at Sun Lang with cold eyes, not saying a word.
At first, the Wulin heroes in the hall were beaten dizzy by Sun Lang, but because they were afraid of this man's impressive and fierce power, they did not dare to act blindly without thinking. Later, when they heard Sun Lang's vicious scheme, which included them as well, they felt a chill in their hearts. But it was an open scheme from beginning to end, they could not resist, nor did they dare to resist. They only dared to be angry, but did not dare to say anything.
But now, when they saw the legendary Golden Radiance Sword Saint appear like a divine weapon and confront Sun Lang, they couldn't help but feel excited. They even subconsciously ignored Bai Yuwei's identity as the Huai chuan murderous demon.
Although both Bai Zhenming and Sun Lang had said that Bai Yuwei had gone mad, Old Master Bai still looked majestic and domineering. Just by standing there, he exuded the aura of a peerless expert. How could such an aura and posture make him seem like a madman?
He was clearly the renowned Golden Radiance Sword Saint.
He wasn't mad. It was good that he wasn't mad. Not mad meant that he could fight Sun Lang. Not mad meant that there was hope for him to turn the tables. It was good that he wasn't mad!
If it wasn't for the fact that Sun Lang had exerted too much pressure on the crowd before, to the point that these old and wise men didn't dare to act rashly, there would have been people cheering for Bai Yuwei.
When Wei Zhongxian saw Bai Yuwei, his amiable and honest old face turned serious. His hands were tucked into his sleeves and his body was tense, ready to strike at any moment.
Sun Lang looked at Bai Yuwei from head to toe and didn't say a word.
The entire Bai Castle was in chaos. Whether it was the earth-shattering explosion, Yue Zhuoran's words when he rushed down the mountain, or the commotion caused by the martial artists at the foot of the mountain, all of these things were pressing down on the Bai Clan. Bai Zhenming was lying on the ground like a dead dog. The butler he entrusted with the important task was now a headless corpse. Due to the lack of a unified command, the Bai Clan was in chaos.
Shouts, cries, and shouts could be faintly heard. However, no one in the room acted rashly. Everyone knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the final outcome.
Wei Zhongxian squinted his eyes and said slowly, "Master, this old servant wishes to fight."
The sudden appearance of the crazy Bai Yuwei, who looked like he had recovered from his madness, was the first variable to appear so far. Wei Zhongxian wanted to test Bai Yuwei's strength and condition on behalf of Sun Lang.
However, Sun Lang sneered and said, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. I've already seen through it. So that's how it is. How boring."
Wei Zhongxian lowered his hands and said, "This old servant is slow-witted. Master, please enlighten me."
Sun Lang laughed and said, "Of course, I'm referring to this old man's bluff!"
When he said the words' bluff ', he took a step forward with each word. He was just taking normal steps but his figure was like a ghost. He crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet in four steps. When he said the word' momentum ', he was already in front of Bai Yuwei. Without saying a word, he punched out.
Bai Yuwei saw that Sun Lang was so decisive and his expression changed dramatically. He shook his shoulders and pushed Xie Wei back. Then he shouted and ignored Sun Lang's punch. His ten fingers were like steel claws as he chopped towards Sun Lang's head.
— — It turned out to be a mutual destruction move.
Sun Lang leaned sideways and raised his right arm. He bent his left arm and slammed his elbow into Bai Yuwei's chest. At the same time, Bai Yuwei staggered back. However, after Bai Yuwei stood firm, he rushed over unstoppably. His hands slashed and clawed at Bai Yuwei. At the same time, he shouted, "Go!
Everyone go! "
The heroes saw that Bai Yuwei was attacking Sun Lang again and again, as if he was holding this terrible guy back. Their hearts were moved. Although they didn't say anything, they began to pay attention to their surroundings.
They were waiting … waiting for that hero to step forward and be a pathfinder.
Even Bai Zhenming, who had fallen to the ground, was adjusting his breathing and converging his thoughts. He was like a wolf that had seen a glimmer of life and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
The appearance of Bai Yuwei made them all restless.
However, at the next moment, someone said ambiguously, "Old Bai, you must be joking. With me here, where can they run to?"
The heroes were shocked at first and then almost fell to the ground and cursed — — this bastard!
For a moment, they actually forgot that the old eunuch was still here!
At the same time, Sun Lang also laughed. "Yes, where can you run to?
It's better to stay and be Bai Yuwei's!
A!
Mate!
Come! "
His last few words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears. Sun Lang's voice and body were one, this thunderclap like roar and thunderclap like attack fused together. Every word was accompanied by a powerful and heavy blow. With a few booming sounds, the hard stone floor under Bai Yuwei's feet suddenly shattered. With him as the center, spiderweb-like cracks continuously spread in all directions.
Bai Yuwei didn't care about the consequences, using a fast attack that was close to mutual destruction. In a moment, he was actually forced into a disadvantageous position by Sun Lang's normal attack and defense.
His two hands blocked Sun Lang's two arms, the muscles in his arms bulging inch by inch, the blood vessels protruding, cold sweat dripping down his face.
Sun Lang's expression was calm, looking straight at Bai Yuwei in front of him. His eyes were open and fierce, carrying an undisguised killing intent and sadness from the past, openly looking at the enemy in front of him.
And Bai Yuwei … his eyes were evasive, retreating, and cowardly.
This was not the eyes of an elder of three dynasties, a peerless general, and the Gold Radiant Sword Saint … no matter what, it was not the eyes.
That was why Sun Lang said that he was bluffing, and that was why he was defeated so quickly.
Sun Lang let out a mocking sneer, not knowing if he was more disappointed or angry. He said coldly, "Your martial arts are back, your internal energy is back, you also know how to dodge and parry, you are not so resistant to beatings, but you are defeated even faster. The more you remember, the faster you are defeated, because you haven't remembered everything, because you are still a madman, because you are still not the real Bai Yuwei, really … laughable!"
Bai Yuwei screamed, bent his knees, and knelt down on the ground with a bang. His knees pressed on the broken stone slabs, and the huge impact spread to the whole hall, even shaking the whole house. Bai Yuwei shouted, bent his knees, and knelt down on the ground. His knees pressed on the broken stone slabs, and the huge impact spread to the whole hall, even shaking the whole house.
When the heroes of the martial arts world who had been disloyal saw this, they almost shouted out in fear. If what happened today was spread outside, it would definitely shake the world … That was the Gold Radiant Sword Saint, one of the Seven Radiant Sword Saints. With the extraordinary cultivation of the Great Grandmaster, he controlled the world's best divine weapon. His destructive power and threat were already at the top of the world.
But at this moment, when his family was about to be destroyed, he was actually forced to kneel down by someone's strength!
They looked at Sun Lang as if they were looking at a monster that should not have appeared in the world … Today's scene would be unforgettable for them, and they would never be able to summon the courage to fight against this person for the rest of their lives.
Sun Lang, on the other hand, had done such an earth-shattering thing and accomplished an achievement that was enough to shock the martial arts world, but there was no trace of complacency on his face. He looked down at Bai Yuwei condescendingly and said lightly, "Two days ago, you were still an eight-year-old retard. I haven't seen any movement in the past two days. How did you suddenly remember so many things?
What else did you remember? "
Bai Yuwei struggled to block Sun Lang's hands, and stared at Sun Lang, his eyes were terrifyingly complicated.
There was hatred, guilt, distortion, fear, and avoidance … All the personalities that he had shown in the past ten days were actually reflections of the deepest part of his heart.
He had once regarded Sun Lang as his nephew, and he had once earnestly hoped that Sun Lang could take over his position and lead the country's army in his place, supporting the dignity of the country and the happiness of the people. But between the country and himself, he had chosen the former. He had swallowed the unimaginable bitter fruit, and he had also pushed Sun Lang into the hell with his own hands. As someone who had experienced the battle of the Great Desolate Mountain, no one understood the despair and pain in Sun Lang's heart better than him.
Because his despair and pain were equal.
They were actually all victims, the last souls of the dead who were still wandering on the Tianyuan Battlefield two years after the war ended.