"Mole ants? Hehe......"

Jian Fengyun looked at the five True Spirit Realm black-robed people who were coming towards him, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the heavy murderous aura on the side of his body condensed into substance.

"The last person who spoke to me like this, the grass on the grave is already thousands of feet high, you are really looking for death!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were bloodshot, like a Shura who came out of hell.

The Jian family suffered heavy casualties.

Recall, since January, the people of the Jian family have respected themselves as the young patriarch, and Jian Yuntian has taken special care of himself, and he cherishes this hard-won family affection and clan affection as an orphan in his previous life.

Although he didn't say it, this month, he has long regarded the clansmen of the Jian family as his relatives and clansmen.

Now, relatives, clansmen are dead, injured, and fallen, but he, as the young patriarch of the sword family, can't save them and can't reverse the tide of the war.

His heart was furious and angry, and the state of mind of the Great Emperor level in his previous life made him look calm.

The five black-robed men were furious, and one of them spoke: "Junior, no one taught you to accumulate some virtue for yourself before you die?" ”

The true spirit realm aura on the five black-robed people condensed, and they all crushed towards the sword wind cloud.

"Whoever kills my sword family, I will pay it back a thousand times!" Sword Wind Clouds.

The moment the words fell, an extremely mysterious magic trick was shot out in Jian Fengyun's hand.

Zheng!

In an instant, an earth-shattering sword roar sounded.

Bang!

The black light shield shrouded in the sky above Bei'an City suddenly cracked, and a pitch-black, majestic and dead aura suddenly descended on the people of the city.

The people in the city watching the battle from afar

"What's going on with that gray light in the sky, how do I feel depressed, and I can't help but kneel."

"Me too, out of breath, my body trembling inexplicably!"

The warriors in the city panicked, and in the Wang family, Wang Jing's face was already blue with nervousness, and there was sweat in the palms of her white little hands.

Wang Yu on the side also held his breath and looked intently at the white-clothed figure in the distance.

It was a gray sword qi that broke through the air, and that breath seemed to make the heavens and the earth collapse and the mountains and rivers lose their color.

In mid-air, the Black Fire Venerable seemed to feel that breath, his face changed greatly, his heart sank, and he exclaimed.

"Diwei! Quick, defend with all your might! ”

Saying that, he couldn't care about the Dongyang County King at hand anymore, and with a wave of his hand, he put away his mount, sacrificed the long qin in his hand, and urged all the power in his body.

In an instant, black flames filled the sky, and the sound of magic spread throughout the city.

The five black-robed people of the True Spirit Realm, hearing the voice of the Black Fire Venerable, suddenly found that they seemed to be unable to move their bodies, and felt the killing intent from their souls, and instantly their souls were overflowing, and they hurriedly held up a black shield.

Rumble!

The sound of a huge spiritual power collision suddenly sounded, and the powerful aftermath instantly spread in the air and rolled up a gust of wind.

In the center of the aftermath, a black figure flew out upside down, accompanied by a gray sword qi weakened to only one-tenth of it and fell towards the five True Spirit Realm black-robed people in the ring.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" .....

The shields on the five black-robed people only lasted less than a second, and they all shattered directly, and the five black shadows were thrown away in response, spitting blood from their mouths.

The aftermath of the sword qi bombarded the ring, and the ring shattered directly, and the gravel splashed, and the stone dust was all over the sky.

Jian Fengyun's eyes froze, urging Jian Yuanli to turn into a shield to protect everyone in the Sword Family.

"Young Master!" Seeing this scene, Jian Xue'er exclaimed, and a look of worry appeared on her fair face.

Whew~Whew~......

A gust of wind swept by, and the shield of the sword wind cloud struggled to block the aftermath.

"Boy, you're really surprising me!"

As soon as the dust cleared, the figure of the Black Fire Venerable appeared in front of Sword Fengyun, on the palm of his right hand, a penetrating wound was soaked in blood, his eyes were fierce, and he waved his hand to break through the shield of Sword Fengyun.

In his heart, Jian Fengyun was originally an ant.

However, this ant knows how to instantly improve the formation of the martial arts realm, and can also use the formation to injure him.

The palm of his hand was pierced, and he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't suffered this level of injury.

In this small place, there are only a handful of people who can hurt him like this, but now, an ant has actually done this with the help of the formation.

The Black Fire Venerable stood in front of Jian Fengyun three feet away, and the black fire on his body rose and burst out with a powerful momentum, his eyes were burning and profound, as if he wanted to see through Jian Fengyun's gaze.

"Don't hurt the young patriarch!"

Suddenly, a figure burst out, and there were already several blood-red wounds on his body, bleeding from it.

Ken Qiuping!

When Jian Fengyun saw this figure, he was stunned and a little surprised.

He defeated him before and made him lose his position as the first person in the family.

"Young patriarch, in the past month, the sword path you taught has benefited Qiu Ping a lot, I will block him for you, you go first, your future is absolutely earth-shattering, as long as you live, the sword family will one day become famous in the world."

Jian Qiuping's body stood firmly in front of Jian Fengyun, holding the sword in his hand, looking directly at the Black Fire Venerable in front of him.

Ever since the day Jian Fengyun defeated him and didn't kill him, he had already realized that he had great respect for Jian Fengyun.

This month's preaching, the kendo he learned by Jian Fengyun's side made him see the path of martial arts clearly, and Jian Fengyun was already a god-like belief in his mind.

Martial arts beliefs, so that he is not afraid of the Black Fire Venerable of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

"Swear to protect the young patriarch to the death!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch to the death!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch to the death!"

......

I don't know who got up, the blood in the bones of the children of the sword family, the blood in the bottom of the heart was just aroused, the sound was like thunder, and the body staggered from the back to the front.

"Young Patriarch, you must leave, where there is you, there is the Sword Family!"

In the red eyes of the disciples of the Sword Family, they pinned their hopes on Sword Fengyun.

Looking at those firm eyes, Jian Fengyun's eyes were inexplicably red and moist.

The Black Flame Venerable looked coldly at everything in front of him, and his gaze always stayed on Jian Fengyun's body.

In his eyes, these ants were insignificant, and the only thing worthy of his attention was the white-clothed young man in front of him.

Looking at him, pondering, pondering, as if he had thought of something, but he was not sure.

"The descendants are like this, how can I fall behind, my sword and martial arts followed the Ling Tian family master back then, he saved my life several times, today, even if I take this old life, I can't watch his son die in front of me!"

The third elder Jian Shuwu also dragged his injured body, pretending to be relaxed, and said with a forced smile.

"Naturally, we can't be left behind!"

Great Elder Jian Qiuming and Second Elder also stepped forward together, although their bodies were seriously injured, but on the old man's face, in the cloudy gaze, there was only a light of firm expectation.

All grievances vanished at this moment.

"What are you fighting for, as the head of the family, I promised my eldest brother to take good care of Fengyun and take care of the Jian family, and now I will give my life to protect you from leaving safely!"

Jian Yuntian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his tone was firm, and his gaze swept over everyone in the Sword Family kindly, and finally landed on Jian Fengyun's face.

In the hearts of the people of the Sword Family, he will always be serious, but now his benevolent appearance has fallen into their eyes, but there is an inexplicable sadness.

The words of the people of the Sword Family, looking at their forced smiles, a line of tears suddenly fell from the corners of Jian Fengyun's eyes.

In his previous life, he dominated the world, all the way from an orphan to an emperor, thousands of years, endless hardships, how many followers died for him, and he never shed tears.

However, today, in the face of a group of small warriors who were not strong in the True Spirit Realm, their death made him cry.

It can be said that this was the first time in his life that he shed tears.

"You are a bit like a peerless powerhouse in my impression, I decided, today you just hand over the formation, you also have to die!"

The Black Fire Venerable returned to his senses, and there was a hint of jealousy in his deep eyes, and he spoke coldly.

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