Chapter 867

"Now, so many of my brothers have died here, on this land, for your words, Hero Guo, about being a hero for the country and the people."

"And now you actually want us to leave??!!"

"Fine, I can leave, but then give me back my brothers!!!"

"Why, after we have made all the preparations, do you want to take us away from here???? If we leave now, what was everything we sacrificed before worth??"

"What about our brothers who died on the battlefield before??!!"

Heart-wrenching words were spoken from the mouths of the martial artists. After hearing these words, Guo Jing instantly looked as if he had aged dozens of years.

He knelt directly before the martial artists in front of him.

"Guo is sorry to you all."

Guo Jing said with a choked voice.

After hearing what the martial artists said, Guo Jing became even more self-reproachful.

He felt that everything happening now was entirely his, Guo Jing's, fault.

It was all because of him, Guo Jing, that so many fine men had died here.

Looking at Guo Jing's appearance at this moment, Yang Guo felt a pang of heartache.

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"Uncle Guo."

Just as Yang Guo was walking toward Guo Jing.

A palm strike of extreme rigidity and tyranny hit Guo Jing's body.

Yang Guo originally wanted to block this attack aimed at Guo Jing, but when he discovered that this palm was struck by Qiao Feng, he stopped his subsequent movements.

Because through their contact during this time in Xiangyang City, Yang Guo knew that Qiao Feng was a good man with a sense of justice in his heart, so Yang Guo was certain that Qiao Feng would definitely not truly harm Guo Jing.

After this extremely tyrannical attack hit Guo Jing, he flew backward like a cannonball.

With just one strike, Guo Jing suffered minor injuries, and a streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The reason for this result was entirely calculated by Qiao Feng in his heart; if he had truly wanted to kill Guo Jing, given the situation just now, with Qiao Feng's cultivation, he could have completely killed Guo Jing instantly.

But now, Qiao Feng only wanted to "wake" Guo Jing up.

Just as Guo Jing stopped his backward-falling body, Qiao Feng's sturdy figure appeared in front of him.

Seeing that Guo Jing was still in a very depressed state, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Qiao Feng slapped Guo Jing directly in the face.

"Guo Jing, be a man!"

Qiao Feng shouted loudly at Guo Jing, using his internal energy to amplify his voice.

For a moment, a sound like a dragon's roar emanated from Qiao Feng's mouth, echoing throughout Xiangyang City.