Chapter 368, Please, Master Fang, defend me Huaxia
"Hehe, that boy Fang Chen, his dantian was broken and he ran away, but he ate me several times, so even if he didn't die, the meeting should be about the same?"

Toyotomi said lightly.

Almost the moment the words fell, Fang Shiyun's pretty face turned pale again, her lips trembled, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth;
"Toyotomi!".

The killing intent emerged from Fang Shiyun's eyes.

But Toyotomi showed no fear, on the contrary, the smile on his face was even bigger;

"There is also the idiot Hengyang God of War, who is incapable of himself, and learns from other people's heroes to save the beauty, haha."

"Put it out and let them appreciate it."

Gollum-

Hengyang's tall figure was locked in a wooden cage, and more than a dozen disciples of the Xueshamen pushed him out.

There was a bit of anger in his eyes.

For a god of war in the Three Guardian Kingdoms, it was a shame for him to be captured by the enemy and paraded in the street.

A wisp of dark zhenqi floated up from Feng Chen's hands, this is the true appearance of the zhenqi of Emperor Wu Dian he cultivated;
"Xuanyuan God of War, if you surrender, you will shatter your dantian collectively, and I will spare you a way out, otherwise, you will all die."

In his words, he didn't take these Chinese martial arts masters in his eyes at all.

Instead, he seemed to regard them as pigs and dogs in the fence.

Lin Zifan gritted his teeth; "You think beautifully, I am a descendant of Chinese Yanhuang, a scholar can be killed, but not humiliated...".

Snapped--

Toyotomi cast a faint gaze.

The next moment, Lin Zifan was slapped and sent flying, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his eyes.

Embarrassed posture.

"Did I let you talk? Trash".

All the people looked at Toyotomi with even more hatred.

Toyotomi glanced contemptuously at the people present, human life seemed to be completely insignificant in his eyes;
"Since you group of ants are unwilling to surrender, then die."

As his words fell, Feng Chen was also the first to strike, wanting to kill randomly, Fang Shiyun quickly took the initiative to meet him.

If this Toyotomi was allowed to rush into the crowd, it would be truly tragic!
A big battle broke out in vain!
boom!
There are always Chinese powerhouses falling.

Xuan Muxi and Sato, two reality masters, shuttled among the crowd like ducks in water, always able to push back a group of Chinese martial arts masters with one punch.

The smell of blood began to gradually fill the air.

The number of teams is constantly decreasing!

The confrontation between the two sides was completely presented as a one-sided massacre by the blood demon sect!

A moment later, at the forefront of the battlefield.

boom--

Fang Shiyun once again punched Feng Chen, but in the blink of an eye the woman groaned; "Puff".

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fang Shiyun's delicate body was repelled.

Toyotomi rubbed his numb wrists; "You gods of war really have some skills, but that's all, the game, it's time to end...".

After Feng Chen said this to himself, he rushed towards Fang Shiyun under the tearful eyes of countless strong men.

The woman didn't have any extra strength to resist in mid-air.

"Protect Xuanyuan God of War!".

Seeing this scene, several martial arts masters rushed forward.

But facing Toyotomi, they were undoubtedly cannon fodder.

Toyotomi punched out, and saw bursts of blood mist explode.

Those masters were not his all-in-one generals at all, and they exploded to death.

"Die, Xuanyuan God of War! After you die, these ants will clearly realize what is the difference between you and me."

Murder and torture, nothing more than that!

Feng Chen was extremely fast, caught up with Fang Shiyun's figure again, and punched down fiercely.

Seeing that the woman was about to die, Fang Shiyun closed her eyes in despair.

"Brother, the fourth sister is coming down to accompany you."

At this moment, at the critical moment.

A thunderous roar sounded from not far away, and a figure in silver white and gold rushed forward.

"Dog, if you dare to touch my fourth sister, I will cut you to pieces!".

Many strong men looked at this figure in horror.

Because his speed is faster than that of Toyotomi...

Toyotomi's expression changed slightly; "Huh?".

Any variable was strangled in his arms, who is this?
Judging from this speed, it seems that they are comparable to the average late-stage real-world powerhouses.

It shouldn't be, when did Huaxia's martial arts masters have such a number one existence...

And vaguely, Toyotomi sensed a familiar fluctuation in the visitor.

boom--

The true energy of the gold and silver two-color figure spread out, turning into a streak of horses and stopping Feng Chen.

After all, Toyotomi still didn't ask Da Da to chase after him.

When Fang Shiyun was about to fall to the ground, a pair of steady hands directly embraced her delicate body into her arms.

"Sorry, I am late……".

Fang Chen's deep voice slowly sounded here.

Fang Shiyun's slender eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes;

"Fang...Fang Chen? You are still alive."

Toyotomi, who lowered his head and frowned, watched the figure wrapped in two-color zhenqi until he heard Fang Shiyun's voice.

Toyotomi's expression changed;
"Fang Chen!?".

He stared at the two-color true energy steaming up from Fang Chen's body, his face full of horror;

"How can you still use the power of zhenqi?".

Fang Chen handed Fang Shiyun to Lin Yiqin, who came later, and patted Fourth Sister on the shoulder; "Next, leave it to me."

He looked around and saw that countless Chinese compatriots were injured by the fierce attack of Xuesha sect disciples.

Even in Wumen, the figures who once had a relationship with each other kept falling down.

Battle situation——

Extremely tragic.

The smell of blood soared into the sky.

Lin Zifan also noticed Fang Chen's arrival, and a line of tears fell from the eyes of the president of the Lin Group inexplicably.

"Brother Fang Chen, we sacrificed hundreds of compatriots, Xuanyuan God of War was also injured in the battle, and all the hermit families suffered heavy losses...".

"You, you scold me."

Lin Zifan cried bitterly.

Fang Chen's face was gloomy;

"It's not your fault, you've done a good job."

At the very least, if Lin Zifan hadn't brought back information to unite everyone, the number of Chinese martial arts masters who are still alive may be even fewer.

Ye Chendong, who was among the crowd of Wumen disciples, rushed over suddenly.

thump--

He fell to his knees in front of Fang Chen.

"Brother Fang Chen, we are useless, we failed to defend the dignity of China, Xuanyuan God of War was seriously injured, and more than half of the disciples of Wumen were killed or injured."

"Even the rest of the Kunlun soldiers who protected us...

all died."

Hearing this, the faces of the soldiers of the Kunlun Army who followed Fang Chen almost changed suddenly.

Those other soldiers of the Kunlun tribe were all killed in battle...

The Kunlun soldiers behind Fang Chen panted heavily, their eyes gleaming with hatred.

This bloody door!

Damn it!
With tears in his eyes, Ye Chendong said in a trembling voice;
"Although I know that now is the time to retain your vitality, now you should leave with Xuanyuan God of War, give up on us, and win the championship."

"However, I am not reconciled, I just watched countless brothers fall in front of me...".

His voice choked up, and he touched the tears on his face indiscriminately;

"Since I saw you at the Yu family meeting, you have been creating miracles one after another, and you have led away the blood demon chasing soldiers alone in order to protect everyone."

"You can still stand up at the critical moment now, which is enough to show how extraordinary you are...".

"Although I know this request is very embarrassing!".

At this point, Ye Chendong paused.

There was a fanaticism in his voice, and he stared at Fang Chen, with a hint of madness and ferocity!
"But on behalf of all the Chinese compatriots who died, I would like to ask you...".

"Please……".

"Defend my Huaxia!".

"Please, Master Fang!"

Fang Chen's eye sockets gradually turned red following Ye Chendong's words.

Over there, Lin Zifan also knelt down on the ground the moment Ye Chendong's voice fell.

thump--

His voice was calm, but there was a bit of fanaticism in it, he gritted his teeth;

"Master Fang, please protect China."

As soon as the words came out.

Bang bang bang!
Many Wumen disciples around them knelt down first, and there were always children from aristocratic families who were choking up and looking at Fang Chen with expectant eyes.

Hundreds of them knelt down on the ground together.

All of them looked forward to Fang Chen.

And when he looked at the enemy of the blood evil sect, his eyes were full of hatred.

There were tears in everyone's eyes.

"Please, Young Master Fang, defend my Huaxia!".

That uniform voice contained deep hatred, gradually rippling in the world.

(End of this chapter)