Outside the mountain, outside the building, an ancient pavilion, two or three bluestones stand left and right, looking at the yellow sand and looking at the city closely, thousands of miles of Feihong in the eyes.

A man in black clothes, his face was full of red light, drenched in sweat, his figure was like a hurricane, the light and shadow were floating in the air, between advancing and retreating, there were countless killing moves, facing the humanoid stone in front of him, constantly impacting, smashing down with fists, and killing him.

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A burst of shouts came from his mouth, and his eyes were full of blood red, angry eyes, murderous, and only killing in his eyes.

"Father, I must avenge you!"

The man in black said in a deep voice, his voice was cold, without the slightest emotion, he picked up the cyan sword on the ground, and walked away towards Feihong County.

After many dangers, crossing all the way from Shushan to here, and going through countless hardships and obstacles, Zhang Dejun knew that he couldn't wait any longer, he had to kill Jia Yunlong with his own hands to avenge his father!

Although Jia Mad is dead, but Jia Yunlong is still alive, the death of his father has a great relationship with their father and son, at the beginning, his strength was low, and he couldn't compete with it at all, but now the times have changed, his strength has made a qualitative leap, after breaking through the Shenyuan Realm, he decided to go down the mountain, and along the way, his strength has also reached the peak of the Triple Heaven of the Shenyuan Realm.

During this period of time, Zhang Dejun can be said to have experienced many dangers and obstacles, rising in death countless times, between his life hanging by a thread, from Shushan all the way to the land of Yanzhou, and then to Feihong County, he has been looking for the most difficult place, just to experience himself, let his strength continue to improve, so that he can find the true meaning of battle in death again and again.

Hatred has been spreading in Zhang Dejun's heart, and it is all over every cell of himself, he lives only for revenge, just to kill Jia Yunlong with his own hands, that is his lifelong dream.

All the time, Zhang Dejun is cultivating, refusing to relax for a minute, because he knows that while he is cultivating, the other party is also constantly improving himself, so he can only work harder than anyone else, and only by being more diligent than others can he see the dawn of revenge. No one can succeed casually, Zhang Dejun's talent is definitely not weak, and even in the southern courtyard of Shushan, it is second to none, but his efforts make people feel terrible, and even many Shushan disciples did not expect him to be so wasteful in his cultivation, it seems that he was born for cultivation, there is no smile on his face, there is no joy in his eyes, and there is only a deep and extremely perverted diligence.

To be born as a human being is to taste the joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows of the world, but in Zhang Dejun's heart, there is only one belief, he wants to defeat Jia Yunlong and wipe him out with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart, and the hatred of killing his father is not shared, and if he does not kill him, the shame will always be in his heart, will not be released, and will not be freed.

He doesn't care how much pain he has experienced, because as long as he is alive, as long as there is still a breath left, then there is a chance to take revenge. Countless times of separation of flesh and blood, countless scars, countless times in a desperate situation to get up with the last trace of thought, Zhang Dejun knows better than anyone that there is no mercy in this world, only by making himself stronger than others, he can have more right to speak, life and death, reincarnation is not stopped, and as long as he has one breath left, he will not give up.

Three-foot Qingfeng, under the cover of the moonlight, incomparably bright, Zhang Dejun looked at this incomparably familiar, but incomparably unfamiliar city, with mixed feelings in his heart, from the moment his father died, here, is no longer home, because there is only hatred here, only grief, stimulating his heart.

Zhang Dejun quietly entered Feihong County, because he had already received the news that Jia Yunlong returned to Feihong County not long ago, and he worshipped a famous teacher and achieved success, and now he has returned to Feihong County, faintly has the posture of competing for the lord of Feihong County, but now he wants to compete with the big guys of Feihong County, which is still a little unrealistic.

Zhang Dejun was extremely resolute in his heart, he knew that he was afraid of losing more and winning less in this battle, but he couldn't wait, the hatred in his heart completely swallowed Zhang Dejun, he dreamed of being able to cut Jia Yunlong with a thousand knives every day and night, but every time he woke up from a dream, he was full of despair and loss, this feeling made him feel like he was on pins and needles. He was afraid of dreaming of his father, so why didn't he avenge him? Why didn't he mention his mother's revenge?

Zhang Tianze had instructed him, but now that his strength had reached the Divine Yuan Realm Triple Heaven, Zhang Dejun's heart was full of fighting spirit, and he believed that he would definitely be able to compete with Jia Yunlong this time.

In Jiafu, it is still magnificent, full of lights, very brilliant.

It's just that the Zhang Mansion in the distance has long been barren and has been reduced to an abandoned land, forming a stark contrast.

Zhang Dejun sighed in his heart, but after today, he also wants to make this Jia Mansion a ruin.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Hehehe, the waste of the past, today, do you dare to come back and look for death?"

Zhang Dejun had just entered Jiafu, and Jia Yunlong had already appeared in the sky above Jiafu, dressed in green clothes, standing with his hands tied, his eyes were more sharp, more stable and deep than at the beginning, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, cold as frost, with a touch of mockery, and Zhang Dejun's eyes were opposite.

"Jia Yunlong, today, I, Zhang Dejun, am here to take your dog's life!"

Zhang Dejun pointed at Jia Yunlong, his heart sank slightly, because he knew that Jia Yunlong's strength was three points stronger than him, at this moment, the arrow was on the bow, he had no way to retreat, since he came, he didn't want to leave alive, he just wanted to fight Jia Yunlong to the death, even if he died together, he didn't hesitate.

"Yes, time has passed, your strength is still so rubbish, just like your father, rubbish, the same way, hahaha. ”

Jia Yunlong said with a wild smile, he didn't put Zhang Dejun in his eyes at all, the head of the four sons of Feihong in the past, now he has become extremely strong, I have to say that Jia Yunlong's talent still makes Zhang Dejun out of reach, even if he is so desperately cultivating, there is still a small gap between the two, although compared to the beginning, it is no longer vulnerable, but in this battle, Zhang Dejun still loses more and wins less, and is in a critical situation.

"Your father is very powerful, isn't he also dying so miserably? want to provoke me with the method of provoking me, Jia Yunlong, you underestimate me Zhang Dejun too much, I came here today, I didn't plan to leave here alive, I hurt the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred, I don't hesitate to do it, I will die together, there is no problem, as long as you die, I watch you die, even if you endure eternal torture and go to hell, I will not give up. ”

Zhang Dejun's eyes were about to split, and the hatred in his heart was completely released at this moment.