1219. I just want to be fair!

Under Yanshan, more than a hundred luxury cars were like a torrent of steel, rushing straight to the Yanshan land.

Then, under everyone's trembling eyes, hundreds of car doors opened.

Leather shoes landed on the ground, and countless people walked out of the car in suits and tie.

Then they stood on both sides, stood aside, with respect and respect all over their eyes.

The next moment, the hundreds of people bowed and bent down, but the voice of respect resounded throughout the Yanshan land.

"Welcome, Mr. Chu!"

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"Welcome, Mr. Chu!"

The sound of soaring into the sky gathers into a stream.

Then, in the shocking and panic-like eyes of the Sword Saint Spear King, in the tears and surprise of Yun Qianqian, in the trembling and excited eyes of Yunshan Du Zhong and others, and in the shocking and sudden gaze of the entire Chinese martial arts people, a thin boy walked out of the car and appeared in everyone's sight.

What kind of boy was that? His pretty face had a faint smile, and his deep eyes seemed to reflect the sea of ​​stars. He dominated the world and despised the majesty of all living beings. Even if it was thousands of meters away, it was still so rich.

He was like a ray of sun, a burning sun. When he appeared, he was so powerful that he couldn't bear to look at it!

The world is very big, but at this moment, only that young man was left among all the people.

"Chu...Chu Yun?"

"He wasn't dead?!!"

"This...how is this possible?"

The moment Chu Yun got off the car, everyone was almost crazy.

If a person's appearance can still be imitated, then a person's momentum and majesty will definitely be difficult to replicate.

Everyone knew about the moment they felt the power of the young man at the foot of the mountain.

The boy who suddenly appeared in front of him was Chu Yun.

The Demon King Chu, who suppressed China with his own strength, destroyed Hongmen and terrified the world's martial arts, was not dead, and he was back!

But even though the facts are right in front of us, it is still difficult for everyone to accept.

How could Chu Yun not die?

When Hongmen and the US military jointly pursued each other, countries around the world issued a wanted document. Even China abandoned it outside the country.

How could he not die at such a dead end? How could he survive?

Everyone was already shocked. They stared at the last year who was soaring to the sky, and they were almost ruthless.

Their faces were pale and in extreme fear, they resolutely found that they could not say a word at all.

Only the majestic face shows how horror and panic they were in their hearts at this time?

While everyone was trembling, Chu Yun led the people of Sandao and Jiangdong, step by step along the stone steps.

Chu Yun was proudly in front, and Lei Laowu was holding his head up.

Behind the two were Zhang Pingsheng and Luo Tianjie, with solemn and solemn expressions. Holding the porcelain jars riding on their teacher's ashes in both hands, Chu Yun followed him onto the land of Yanshan.

The sky is blue and the sun is bright.

But here, there was silent. Only the bleak breeze and the low footsteps echoed in everyone's hearts.

Behind them were the martial arts people from the three islands of Hong Kong, Macau and Bay, as well as the warriors from the Jiangdong lineage.

Last time, Chu Yun killed him to Yanshan. There was only one person and one sword.

However, this time, Chu Yun went to Yanshan again and was no longer alone.

Behind him are a group of forces from Jiangdong and martial arts tycoons from the three islands of Hong Kong, Macao and Bay!

Under Chu Yun's leadership, the hundreds of people were as strong as the abyss, and they were not inferior to the thousands of people in Yanshan.

"How...why, so many people?"

The Sword Saint and the others were already stunned.

According to their previous inference, even if Chu Yun really dared to kill Yan Shang, he would probably come alone. Even if someone really followed him, he would only be the shrimps from Jiangdong.

The development of Jiangdong's martial arts has always been lagging behind. Later, it was blood-stained by the King of Fighters, and the martial arts powerhouses were almost gone. Therefore, Chu Yun brought Jiangdong's martial arts people to Yanshan, which was not afraid.

But now, what confused the Sword Saint, the Gun King and others was that Chu Yun's followers were hundreds of huge.

And the two men holding the porcelain jar behind him seemed to be the master of martial arts!!!

"Sword...Sword Saint, then...isn't that Zhang Pingsheng from Wan Island and Luo from Ao Island?"

"How could it be? How could they follow Chu Yun?" Gao Bairen trembled all over, pointing to the two behind Chu Yun and trembled at the sword saint.

Luo Tianjiang and Zhang Pingsheng are not ordinary masters. They have been famous in the three islands of Hong Kong and Macau, and are only one step away from the realm of titled masters. Their strength is unpredictable.

The Supreme Martial Arts surrendered them in failure, but now they have followed Chu Yun to Yanshan.

"No, I don't know that the two of them are afraid that the entire Mishima martial arts people will come."

The sword saint's face was as deep as water, and the solemn voice slowly rang.

In China, Chu Yun could only gather so many martial arts people by integrating the Three Islands martial arts.

"Sword Saint, what is Chu Yun doing to bring so many people to Yanshan?"

"Is he trying to rebel?"

The Gun King looked cold and his words were heavy.

When Gao Bairen heard this, his body trembled.

The Sword Saint was even silent.

And the others on Yanshan obviously thought of this situation.

When China was in trouble, Chu Yun was not dead. Now that he went to Yanshan again, there is no doubt that he was afraid that it was to restore the hatred of that year!

The revenge of the Demon King Chu is afraid that blood will flow into a river!

Thinking of this, everyone in the Chinese martial arts was frightened.
Chapter completed!