"Young Master, I..." Xueer in her arms was shocked, and her little head raised as if she was about to ask Jian Fengyun.

"It's okay, the young master is here!"

Jian Fengyun rubbed the girl's little head in a doting manner, as if he was not concerned about the roaring and roaring elder.

"Little bastard, go to die!"

Jian Qiuming broke into the woodshed and saw Jian Fengyun, and was furious. The momentum of the middle stage of the Lingyuan Realm surged out instantly.

The palm of his hand was attached with fiery red spiritual power, and he slapped Jian Fengyun straight at him.

The fiery red spiritual power was released, and the momentum was fierce. Before the palm came, the palm wind was already whistling, causing Jian Fengyun's robe to flutter.

The palm of his hand was about to fall from far to near, and he was about to fall on Jian Fengyun's back.

"Young Master!"

Jian Xueer exclaimed, her body shrank, trying to break free from Jian Fengyun's arms, and turned over to block the palm for him.

"Xue'er, relax!"

Jian Fengyun's mouth moved slightly, hugged Xue'er's body and turned around. Jian Fengyun was on the top and Xue'er was on the bottom. The two of them actually bent and fell towards Jian Qiuming.

This made Jian Qiuming react unexpectedly and flexibly avoided the aggressive palm.

Jian Qiuming's palm wind almost wiped Jian Fengyun's back robe...

"Bang!"

The Liuguang Sword was supported on the ground, so that Jian Fengyun and the others would not fall to the ground.

"Xue'er, hug me!"

Jian Fengyun finished speaking, and put his left hand around Xueer's body. On his right hand, Liuguangjian pushed them up and made them get up quickly.

"call out!"

As soon as Jian Qiuming took back his palm, Liuguangjian stabbed him.

The sword came out like a dragon, only stabbing his heart. This time he was collecting his palms and accumulating energy, and he was unable to dodge at all.

"Fire Flame Qi!"

In desperation, Jian Qiuming directly activated all the spiritual power in the middle stage of the Lingyuan Realm and used martial arts.

Fire Flame Gangqi, a high-grade yellow-level martial art from the Jian family, can turn the spiritual power in the body into Gangqi to cover the surface of the body to resist attacks.

Jian Fengyun's sword collided on the fiery red energy condensed in Jian Qiuming's chest.

A violent countershock force instantly rushed towards Jian Fengyun along the flowing sword.

Jian Fengyun was shocked by his body and mind, and he reacted and subconsciously wanted to let go of the flowing light sword in his hand.

However, how could Jian Qiuming activate all the martial arts that can move the middle stage of the Spiritual Yuan Realm be so easily removed?

The recoil force spread rapidly. Before Jian Fengyun's hand could release the hilt, a huge force had already hit him.

clang!

The streaming sword was thrown away in response to the sound, and the sword Fengyun was shocked to retreat several steps one after another. A wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, dripping on Xue'er's white dress.

"Young Master!"

Jian Xueer exclaimed, grabbed Jian Fengyun's palm and blocked him.

"Jian Fengyun, you trash actually forced me to use martial arts and die!"

Jian Qiuming put away his martial arts, his face showed ferociousness, and he clasped his palms into a fist. He gathered fiery red spiritual power on his fist and rushed forward with a punch.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Jian Yuntian's voice came from a distance.

When Jian Qiuming heard this sound, his body paused, and his eyes were swallowed wildly again after the next breath.

"Jian Fengyun, you must die, no one can save you!"

After the words fell, the spiritual power on the fist became stronger and rushed towards Jian Fengyun.

"Young Master, don't!"

Seeing this scene, Jian Xueer directly hugged Jian Fengyun's body tightly, trying to block the attack of this punch for him.

When Jian Qiuming's fist was about to hit Xue'er's back, a sword light suddenly broke through the air.

The fist body just hit the sword light.

The collision of two forces instantly stimulated the wood chips and dust in the firewood room to fly up.

The sword light flashed and turned into a silver-white long sword, inserted onto the ground.

Jian Qiuming was hit by the sword light and retreated dozens of steps before he could barely stabilize his body.

"Jian Qiuming, haven't you heard me?"

The next moment, Jian Yuntian's figure was about to appear in the room, blocking Jian Xueer's face, and glaring at Jian Qiuming.

"Master, my son was cut off by this Shuzi. Do you still protect him like this?"

Jian Qiuming's face turned pale and he was extremely angry. He looked back at Jian Yuntian without wishing to be outdone.

"This matter is waiting for a family meeting to be held at noon tomorrow!"

Jian Yuntian looked at Jian Qiuming and frowned.

"Okay, I'll wait until tomorrow to see what you want to deal with this matter, head of the family?"

Jian Qiuming laughed furiously, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He glanced at Jian Fengyun with a fierce look before leaving.

When Jian Qiuming walked away, Jian Yuntian quickly took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a pill the size of a finger, and handed it over.

"Fengyun, come and eat this spring pill!"

Jian Fengyun stood up and saw the pill in Jian Yuntian's palm. His eyes shrank and waved his hand and smiled.

"It's okay, uncle, I'm fine, I won't take the pill!"

In Jian Fengyun's view, the pill in Jian Yuntian's hand contains a large amount of impurities, and the effect of the pill is average, with a full waste pill.

Swallowing this pill will definitely add impurities to your body, so Jian Fengyun decisively refused.

"Fengyun, you..."

He made a sound in surprise, Jian Yuntian looked at Jian Fengyun's eyes full of incredible expressions.

As a Lingyuan Realm warrior, Jian Yuntian saw Jian Fengyun’s current cultivation level at a glance.

The third level of Tongmai Realm!

Fengyun actually broke through the third level of Tongmai Realm without spiritual roots.

"Well, uncle, have you also broken through the late stage of the Lingyuan Realm?"

Jian Fengyun responded with a faint smile.

"Fengyun, you can see this, you are not..."

Jian Yuntian looked surprised. He had just obtained the martial arts on the white paper written by Jian Fengyun to him earlier. He had some insights and Fengyun knew about the breakthrough realm.

"Uncle, Old Man Bai in the dream taught me some special methods. I can practice the methods taught by Old Man Bai!"

Jian Fengyun scratched his head and could only explain this.

"I just said, how could the eldest brother's son be a waste!"

Suddenly, Jian Yuntian's eyes turned red, but he forced himself to cry.

Looking at Jian Fengyun, Jian Yuntian seemed to see the excited sword genius - Jian Lingtian.

"Uncle, my father..."

Seeing Jian Yuntian losing his composure, Jian Fengyun asked in confusion.

Among the memory of this body, there are only a few memories about Jian Lingtian, and that little memory can't make up any useful information.

"I can't tell you now. Fengyun, you practice hard. When the time comes, my uncle will tell you everything!"

Jian Yuntian slightly returned to his spirit.

Jian Fengyun knew that Jian Yuntian didn't want to say much, so he asked others.

"Uncle, that family meeting tomorrow..."

Jian Yuntian waved his hand and smiled slightly.

"It's okay, I have my own opinions!"

Jian Fengyun knew at a glance that Jian Yuntian pretended to be relaxed.

The great elder Jian Qiuming has a deep connection in the Jian family. Most of the managers of the Jian family, and even the managers of the Jian family's industry support him.

If Jian Qiuming's affairs were not handled by tomorrow's family meeting to satisfy Jian Qiuming, it is estimated that Jian Yuntian's prestige in the Jian family will be gone in the future.

What can enhance Jian Yuntian’s prestige in the family?
To be continued...