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Wan Ping'an's breathing has become rapid at this moment!

The long knife was getting closer and closer to his neck! This was the edge of life and death!

However, at this moment, Wang Yangming's eyes suddenly flickered! Swish!

The long sword stopped instantly!

At this time, the bayonet in Wan Ping'an's hand had pierced Wang Yangming's heart! Blood was dripping down the long knife!

Wang Yangming's expression was calm, and he didn't even look like he was in any pain. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Wang Yangming said through gritted teeth.

The reason why this guy did that before was to force out the hidden weapon hidden in Wang Yangming's body! He deliberately lured the other party to use the hidden weapon!

Moreover, since Wang Yangming was very close to Wan Ping'an, this opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Yes, I pretended to be seriously injured and fooled you." Wan Ping'an said, "I just wanted you to misjudge and stimulate your desire to win." "You..." Wang Yangming gritted his teeth and said, "Then you can kill me now!"

"Want a quick death? You think too much. I just want you to slowly feel the taste of death. The more pain you suffer, the happier I am." Wan Ping'an opened his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile: "Of course, I don't have to kill you. After all, when you reach the underworld, I can give you a relief."

"Who are you?" Wang Yangming frowned. "Not only do you have a strong will, but you also possess such extraordinary martial arts. Could it be that you are a disciple of the Ye Pu School?"

"Haha, you finally asked me the most important thing." Wan Ping'an sneered twice: "Although I am not from Yepu Island, I really yearn for Yepu Island. Why? Can you tell me something useful?"

Wang Yangming was silent for a moment, then he sighed deeply, his eyes showing a strong sense of complexity. "You want to know about Yepu Island, but I won't tell you." Wang Yangming said with narrowed eyes.

"You won't tell me?" Wan Ping'an said sarcastically, "I want to know which road you came from!" This guy cursed very viciously!

After saying this, Wan Ping'an left. He didn't want to waste any more time talking to Wang Yangming. Anyway, he didn't have long to live. His heart had been stabbed, and there would be no miracle happening.

However, Wang Yangming did not stop him.

The man stood quietly, watching Wan Ping'an leave, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long moment, he looked down at the half-broken blade stuck in his chest. The light in his eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a blank look.

Wan Ping'an's journey down the mountain was very long. He was thinking about how many things he didn't know about this world, how these young lives were born in the war, his past dreams, and the figure of that beautiful woman. In the end, these thoughts turned to ashes and completely disappeared from this world.

Another man was sitting on a lounge chair by the beach, basking in the sun leisurely. He was only wearing a white shirt, looking lazy.

However, if you look closely, you will find that on the cuff of this white shirt, there is a small lotus embroidered. This lotus looks lifelike, as if it can spread its wings and fly at any time.

This man is Bingyuan.

He is Wang Yangming's brother and also a disciple of Ye Pudao

Behind him stood three men in green robes, each with a long sword on his waist. They looked so powerful that it seemed that any sword they picked out was enough to smash stones.

Bingyuan looked at the rolling waves in the distance and smiled gently: "Old Four, don't go to bed too early tonight."

Then he turned to the man beside him and said, "Awang, go help me find out the truth later. If we are sure that the '193' guy has escaped, let's find a place and have a few drinks."

"Okay!" The man named Awang grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. He looked through the black cloth and glanced into the distance.

"Don't worry, second brother. I will lead the team myself this time." Awang patted his chest and said, "But I have to remind you that Wan Ping'an's skills are terrifying. Even I am amazed!"

"He has been seriously injured, and he can't be your opponent." Bingyuan shook his head lightly, seeming to be very confident in his men.

"That's good." Awang laughed: "This time, we must deal with that guy cleanly and neatly, otherwise it will be a disgrace to our Yepu Island!"

Bingyuan had already seen Wang Yangming's fate. When Wan Ping'an's Wumeng took action, he knew that Wang Yangming could not escape, so he specially arranged for Awang to investigate the situation.

"Awang, remember, you must catch them alive and don't alert the enemy." Bingyuan reminded him again. Awang nodded and then turned to leave.

Bingyuan was still enjoying the sunshine comfortably on the lounge chair, but his eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp light, which looked quite sharp. About ten minutes later, Bingyuan heard the sound of water coming from the waves.

This made his eyes light up instantly.

"I'm coming." Bingyuan stretched, then jumped off the recliner and walked into the house. He took a pot of sake and a plate of fennel beans, then walked to the corner of the courtyard wall.

A man in a black nightgown and a veil jumped into his sight. He concentrated all his strength on his feet, almost as agile as a cheetah!

Bingyuan waved.

The black-clothed man turned his body slightly, then knelt on one knee and called out respectfully, "Big Brother."

"How long have you been following that man?" Bingyuan asked.

"About three or four months..." the man in black replied.

"He is very alert and always changes fishing boats. I think he should have guessed your presence." Bingyuan said, "So, tonight you

I have to do it beautifully, otherwise... I'm afraid I'll anger him." After a pause, Bingyuan added: "He's a lunatic."

"Please rest assured, senior brother. I will make sure that nothing goes wrong." There was a determined light in the eyes of the man in black.

"I don't like this feeling. I always feel that you are so far behind him." Bingyuan shook his head: "This time, you must be perfect."

After coming down the mountain, Wan Pingan saw that all the disciples of the Wumeng were gathered at the foot of the mountain of the Demon Sect, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this time on 1.1, the Demon Sect was completely doomed.

"Alas, I don't want to hurt anyone, but you force me to do this." He shook his head gently and said, "Brothers, let's go! Let's have a celebration banquet tonight!" Wan Ping'an raised his arms and shouted!

Then, everyone in the Wumeng cheered! This is a victory!

The Wumeng is about to usher in an unprecedented glorious moment!

Wan Ping'an took the lead and rushed forward, and behind him, a group of people followed closely, as mighty as a swarm of locusts!

The next day, the news of the Demon Sect's annihilation spread throughout the martial arts world, and all the major factions in the martial arts world were extremely shocked. No one expected that this matter would turn out like this!

Although the Demon Sect is not a top sect, its strength should not be underestimated, especially the huge resources and wealth behind it, which is even more coveted!

But now, all these things have been taken by the Wumeng alone!

This news simply set off a huge sensation in the martial arts world, and the sensation it caused was no less than that of a nuclear bomb!

After all, whoever gets such a large industry will become rich overnight!

In the martial arts world, the strong prey on the weak. Whoever has the strongest fist will take the initiative. If there is a chance, this situation can even last for hundreds of years! "The people of the Wumeng are so cruel! They slaughtered so many people from the Demon Sect overnight!"

"It is said that the elders of the Demon Sect were not spared and were all killed!" "With the destruction of the Demon Sect, the situation in the martial arts world will be rewritten again."

There was a lot of discussion in the world of Jianghu.

"You are all wrong." A certain hidden force suddenly said: "Although the Demon Sect has encountered this disaster, it has not been destroyed." After saying that, he kept silent again.

"Who are you?"

"How do you know so much?"

Two people couldn't help but ask.

The others fell into silence.

Obviously, the words of this mysterious force had a huge impact on them, making it difficult for them to accept this matter.

The Demon Sect was not destroyed.

"Whether you are willing to admit it or not, this is the reality. The world is cruel and only the fittest survive." The force continued, "And your so-called righteous alliance may no longer exist."

There was a hint of sarcasm in these words.

"We are going to pursue our own peak of martial arts, do you understand?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Since you know so many secrets, it must be related to the Wumeng!"

"Tell us the truth!" the men shouted.

The mysterious force snorted coldly and ignored him.

"Haha, I advise you to save your energy." At this time, the guy wearing the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost mask stood up and said, "In this world, we only need one cavalry."

All you need is a cavalry!

When these people heard this, they all took a deep breath!

What this sentence means is, a torrent of armored vehicles! Sweeping across the world!

"What is the origin of this mysterious organization?"

"How arrogant! How dare you call yourself an armored torrent!"

"Don't they take our righteousness seriously?"

The member of the mysterious organization sneered and said, "The blood-iron torrent is enough to conquer the world! What are you waiting for?" "How arrogant!"

"Iron Armored Flood, you will regret this!" "We will fight you to the end!" As they said this, they drew their swords and faced each other.

This mysterious organization didn't seem to take them seriously at all. They looked at them coldly, then turned and left! In the Wumeng, Wan Ping'an and some of the disciples were healing, while the rest of the disciples began to arrange defenses.

After all, the counterattack launched by the elders of the Demon Sect yesterday was very fierce, and the disciples of the Martial Alliance also paid a heavy price.

However, when Wan Pingan heard the noisy sound outside, his brows furrowed tightly: "What happened? Why is there so much noise?"