In the end, she actually knelt on the ground and worshiped that peerless figure in the sky.

"Congratulations to Xuezhao God, the victory in the battle, helping us in the martial arts of the Japanese country, and exalting the power of the Japanese country!"

.....

Worshiping with Suzuki Yoshi, as if causing a chain reaction.

The other thousands of people also stepped forward, clasped their fists in their hands, and bowed to worship.

"Congratulations to Xuezhao Tianshen, the power of the gods is displayed, and the power of the Japanese kingdom is strengthened!"

....

"Congratulations to Pavilion Master Xuezhao, the battle has been won~"

The voices of reverence and words of worship converged into a stream, impacting the entire world.

However, just when Suzuki Yoshi and others were worshiping.

But no one noticed that Xuezhao's pretty face was extremely pale.

Under the sleeves, there are dots of bright red dripping down Xuezhao's arm.

When the breeze blew, the world here seemed to be raining blood.

Immediately afterwards, in the void, that stunningly beautiful figure, like an angel with broken wings, fell from the sky.

At the end, with a loud bang, Xuezhao's tender body slammed down hard on the ground, the ground cracked, the bluestone shattered, and dust splashed into the sky.

As for Xuezhao's seven-foot long sword, it also passed through his hand.

With a clang, it plunged into the ground.

Dead silence.

Deathly silence.

At this moment, the whole world is silent.

All voices are gone.

It was as if time stood still at this moment.

Under the sky tree, everyone was stunned.

Suzuki Kichi's eyes widened, Mochizuki's body trembled, and Toyotomi Kawakichi was about to burst into tears.

Everyone in Japanese martial arts was stunned.

In my heart, there are turbulent waves and madness sweeping through.

"Xuezhao Tianshen, lost... defeated?"

"This this..."

"This...how could this be..."

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