I Built the Salvation Organization

The doctors and nurses took the injured transcendent from Gu Yan's back, and Gu Yan could only stay outside.

Meanwhile, follow-up helicopters arrived.

One by one, people jumped out of the helicopter.

They were wearing battle armor and carrying weapons that were covered in blood.

Many people recognized them.

"Gu Yan! My idol!"

"That is a ninth-level martial artist, Song Qiu, Master Song."

"Mu Xinrong, Kang Shi, Feng You... are all ninth-level martial arts masters!"

"Is that Qiu Xin? My God! Last year's Youth Group Global Women's Martial Artist Runner-Up!"

"Just now they were fighting the alien beast?"

"too strong!"

"Who was injured?"

"..."

People didn't get too close, but they gradually formed a circle, and many people looked excited.

So is Zhuo Gang.

It never occurred to him that the ones fighting the strange beasts were these powerful martial arts masters whom they were extremely familiar with!

It's a martial artist!

The lofty status of martial arts masters in this world is the pursuit of many people, and it is even more so for the soldiers present!Because they are all martial arts masters.

At this moment, Qiu Xin walked to Gu Yan's side.

He said softly: "Yu Jing will be fine, and the self-healing power of our supernatural beings is far beyond that of ordinary people."

"No matter what, he was hurt because of me." Gu Yan said in a deep voice.

His face was as firm as before, but his fists were clenched tightly involuntarily.

The battle was going on smoothly, but no one thought that a Rakshasa would suddenly shoot a ball of hot flames from a long distance towards Gu Yan who was fighting with Aio.

If Yu Jing hadn't blocked it and hit Gu Yan, he might have died in Ai'o's mouth.

Fighting is always extremely dangerous.

And it gave Gu Yan a pressure that he had never experienced before.

In the past.

Gu Yan practiced hard, worked hard to make himself stronger, didn't complain, swallowed all the pressure silently, but those were all for himself, to prove himself.

And now.

This pressure is for other people.

Comrades put their lives under his command and were injured for him on the battlefield!

"At this time, each of us needs to grow faster and adapt faster." Qiu Xin said in a low voice, "Not only you, me, but everyone, many people are watching you, Say something."

"call......"

Gu Yan exhaled slowly, he rarely used this method to relieve stress.

But turn around.

Looking at the soldiers in military uniforms who came around.

Many of them have immature expressions.

They're all just recruits.

But one by one looked at him with eyes of admiration.

Gu Yan had often seen this kind of gaze in the past, and he had never cared about such a gaze, but now, his heart suddenly felt slightly moved.

A person.

There is no way to win this war.

"I have spent a long time thinking about a question, why do we Martial Artists exist and for what we practice." Gu Yan's eyes swept over the people around him one by one, " Honor? Status? Power? No, the original purpose of Martial Arts Masters is to protect our compatriots and our homeland in this cruel world. This was the case 5000 years ago, 1000 years ago, and it is still the same today!"

Gu Yan suddenly pulled out his blood-stained long knife.

There was a sound.

Golden light burst out from the long knife!

Show your sharpness!

Gu Yan held up the long knife like this, and shouted loudly:

"Wu Dao will not die, and the homeland will not be destroyed!"

Domineering, sharp, strength, faith, everything is displayed in this long knife and words.