"Everyone stop it!"

King Zhenhai stood in the sky and said something calmly. His voice was not loud, but everyone who was fighting heard it.

The movement on the sea slowly calmed down, and finally the entire sea became calm. It was only felt that two battlefields were still going on far away. Huge fluctuations in vitality could be felt from such a long distance.

The people on the sea gradually returned to their respective places, and the people in the East China Sea and the South China Sea separated on both sides.

Most people have injuries on their bodies, especially those on the South China Sea side. There are many more injured people than those on the East China Sea side. Especially those in the early and middle stages of martial arts are more seriously injured.

Just like Jin Yaowu Sheng, he still coughs up blood from time to time.

The Lishui Martial Saint was no longer as gorgeous as he was in the morning. His hair was a little messy, his clothes had a few holes in them, and there were quite a few blood stains on them. His eyes were still filled with murderous intent.

The medical sage came over at some unknown time and began to treat everyone's injuries.

"In this case, we in Nanhai will admit defeat!"

Youlao came down from the air, looked at the people on both sides, and finally said in a tone of emotionless voice.

As soon as these words came out, no one had any reaction. It was just that the people on the Nanhai side felt a little at ease. They had known this result for a long time, but the people on the Nanhai side were not able to accept it for a while.

There were also many people injured in the East China Sea, and some people came to treat them.

"Okay, let's all go back and heal our injuries before we talk!"

King Zhenhai waited for Mr. You to finish speaking, then waved to the people on the other side of the East China Sea.

"King Zhenhai, black robe...!"

Someone in the East China Sea suddenly spoke.

Before the man could finish speaking, King Zhenhai glared at the man and said sternly: "When we came here, we repeatedly told him not to kill anyone. His black-robed death was unjust, but even if he survives, I will make him disappear!"

The prestige of King Zhenhai seems to be very high in the East China Sea. The person who just spoke shrank his neck and said no more.

"You go down and take his body back for burial. You can't take advantage of the demon clan!"

King Zhenhai paused, and finally looked at the man at the exit and said.

If the physical body of a martial saint was eaten by that sea monster, it would be a powerful monster.

The black-robed ancestor didn't have many friends in the East China Sea, but he had quite a few enemies. Many people were happy when he died. As for the man who just made a sound, he only reminded him because he was from the same sea area.

"Go back as much as you can. Go back to Luochen Island first. We'll talk about the next thing after the injured are almost healed!"

Youlao looked at the medical saint after he had treated Jin Yaowu, and then said.

People from the East China Sea and the South China Sea all bowed to the dozen or so Perfect Martial Saints in the middle at the same time, and then turned around and flew behind them.

"Is your ancestor okay?"

Just when Lu Ziyu was about to take his ancestor back, a voice sounded behind him.

"Thank you, senior, my ancestor is fine!"

Lu Ziyu stopped and saw King Zhenhai behind him, holding his ancestor in one hand, bowing slightly and saluting.

"good!"

King Zhenhai looked at Lu Ziyu from top to bottom with a smile on his face, and finally nodded and said.

Lu Ziyu felt a little hairy when the other party saw him, so he forced a smile.

"Senior, this junior will leave first. The ancestor will still need treatment when he returns!"

Lu Ziyu said something, then hugged Laozu and turned around and ran away, cursing Lao Guzi in his heart.

"What do you want to do?"

After Lu Ziyu left, Mr. You came over and looked at Zhenhai Wangdao with some vigilance.

"Haha, I'm not doing anything, I'm just getting to know you!"

King Zhenhai chuckled and looked at the direction in which Lu Ziyu disappeared from a distance.

"Those are my people from Nanhai, don't pay any attention to them!"

The vigilance on You Lao's face became even more intense, and he ducked to block King Zhenhai's sight.

"Don't be so stingy. From now on, we are all one family. We will not be divided between the East China Sea and the South China Sea!"

King Zhenhai withdrew his gaze, looked at You Lao and smiled.

"snort!"

You Lao said nothing, glanced at King Zhenhai, snorted coldly, turned around and flew away.

The Sword Master and others looked at the actions of the two men and smiled, then hugged their fists to King Zhenhai and others, and then left.

"Hey, they're all gone. Those four lunatics are still there. Don't you care?"

King Zhenhai looked in two directions in the distance and suddenly shouted loudly.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sound.

"Forget it, I don't care, let's see how they fight!"

Feeling the energy fluctuations in the air, the people from the two directions were fighting in full swing, and he didn't want to put in the effort to break up the fight.

"Let's go!"

He waved his hand and flew up directly.

Lu Ziyu hugged his ancestor and flew quickly in the air. Now that his ancestor was injured, he couldn't hold him close to the ground. The speed of the Martial Saint was still very fast. In a short time, he arrived at the Snake Expelling Island.

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"Ah, sir, what happened to our ancestors?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard Yan Ruyu's exclamation.

"Ancestor is injured, go and cook some medicine, the medicine I used to drink to calm my nerves!"

Lu Ziyu hugged his ancestor and walked towards the room while saying to Yan Ruyu.

The ancestor's body is fine now, but the injury on his god is a bit serious. In the past, his god consumed too much, so he used that prescription to treat it, and the effect was pretty good.

The current Ancestor God has just been injured, so it is not suitable for him to use the Ningshen Flower. He can only use the mild medicine and wait for him to wake up before using the Ningshen Flower.

After putting their ancestor on the bed, Lu Zongcheng and Lu Qi both heard the news and ran over to ask about the situation. After hearing that there was nothing serious, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lu Ao is not the only Martial Saint in the Lu family now, if a Martial Saint dies, it will be a huge loss. Moreover, Lu Ao is still the ancestor of the Lu family. If he dies, it will be a huge blow to the Lu family.

Generally large.

Lu Zongcheng personally took action to wash away the blood stains on Lu Ao's body. When he saw the knife marks that were still there, he was frightened for a while.

"Sir, the medicine is here!"

Half an hour later, Yan Ruyu came in with a bowl of medicine.

"Give it to me!"

Lu Ziyu took the medicine and gave it to his ancestor himself.

After taking a bowl of medicine, Lu Ao's complexion seemed to get better.

"Okay, let's all go out. Our ancestors need to rest now. According to the current situation, it will take at least three to five days to wake up!"

He wiped the medicine that flowed from the corner of Lu Ao's mouth, covered his ancestor with a quilt, and then spoke.

Several people walked out of the room and closed the door. Lu Zongcheng hurriedly said: "Ziyu, what's going on? Didn't you say there is no danger?"

"When I encountered a lunatic, he suddenly went crazy. My ancestor was unprepared!"

Lu Ziyu said: "But don't worry, that old guy has been killed by me!"

"good!"

Lu Zongcheng smiled.

"Fourth Grandpa, I'm going to take a bath first!"

Lu Ziyu said this, walked towards his room, and asked Yan Ruyu to prepare some bath water.

"Killed...!"
Chapter completed!