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"There are three saints on the holy mountain of the empire. Could it be that the three saints will lose together?"

He asked in disbelief, trembling.

Yun Qianzhong said lightly: "At that time, there was a saint in seclusion, and only two saints were on the holy mountain, so it was two to one."

"Two on one? One more died?"

Yun Bai asked.

"No, one is dead and one is seriously injured."

"And, all the twelve elders of the Holy Mountain died!"

Yun Qianzhong corrects the way.

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Bai took a deep breath and his mouth opened wide.

Yun Qianchong continued: "Because this incident seriously damaged the majesty of the empire, the empire's senior officials strictly blocked the things that happened back then. Except for the survivors present and a limited number of senior officials, no one else knew about it."

"Then you..."

Yun Bai was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

Yun Qianzhong did not speak immediately.

He was silent for a moment before he said, "It just so happened that day, I was on the Holy Mountain."

Yun Bai's body was shocked and his face was shocked, "Father, are you... are you here too?"

Yun Qian nodded and said self-deprecatingly: "That day, I met him, but he just glanced at me and did not choose to kill me. Maybe he thought I was too weak and it was not worth his sword!"

Yun Bai opened his mouth, not knowing whether his father was lucky or unfortunate.

"What happened later?"

He asked curiously.

Yun Qianzhong shook his head, "After that battle, that person disappeared. No one had seen him again. There were rumors that he was seriously injured and died until..."

His voice stopped.

Yun Bai quickly asked, "Up to what?"

"Until that day, I saw a back on the streets of Yangzhou City, which looked very similar to him."

Yun Qianzhong's voice trembled a little, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes, as if he was recalling the scene from that year.

"What? That person is in Yangzhou City?"

Yun Bai was also startled and exclaimed.

It is rare that Yun Qianchong did not accuse his son of not paying attention to his image because his situation was not very good.

Over the years, as long as he recalled that face, his whole body became stiff.

After a long time, Yun Qianzhong adjusted his own state and said lightly: "After a quick glance that day, I asked someone to investigate secretly and found that the man looked exactly the same as the god of killing, but the other places were completely opposite. He was just an ordinary person who had no martial arts cultivation."

"Dad, you probably admit it wrong, right? Maybe they just look similar."

Yun Bai thought for a while and explained.

Yun Qianzhong shook his head, "I won't admit my mistake. The fear that I see at first glance will not make any mistakes."

"Is this... Could it be that the battle that caused him to be seriously injured and his cultivation level was destroyed?"

Yun Bai scratched his head and guessed carefully.

Yun Qian nodded with a key point, "Well, my guess is basically consistent with you. Apart from that, I can't think of any other possibility."

"What about him now? Is he still in Yangzhou City?"

Yun Bai asked nervously.

Yun Qianzhong shook his head, "I'm gone, he's dead."

"Die...dead?"

Yun Bai was a little unbelievable.

Such a dangerous person should not die so easily even if he loses his strength, right?

He asked quickly, "How did you die?"
Chapter completed!