"Ant? Haha..."

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

"The last person who talked to me was already a thousand feet tall on the grave. You really want to die!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were covered with blood, like a Shura walking out of hell.

The Jian family suffered heavy casualties.

Looking back, since January, the Jian family members have respected themselves as the young patriarch, and Jian Yuntian has taken special care of himself. He cherished this difficult family affection and clan relationship, as an orphan in his previous life.

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

Now, relatives and tribe members are dead, injured, and fallen. As the young leader of the Jian family, they cannot save them and cannot reverse the situation of the war.

His heart was extremely angry and he became angry, and his emperor-level state of mind in his previous life made him look very calm.

The five men in black robes were furious, and one of them said, "Junior, hasn't anyone taught you to accumulate some etiquette for yourself before you die?"

The real spirit realm aura of the five men in black robe condensed and crushed Jian Fengyun together.

"I will return it to anyone who kills my Jian family!" Jian Fengyun said.

The moment the words fell, Jian Fengyun's hand made a mysterious magic trick.

Zheng!

In an instant, a shocking sound of sword sounded.

Bang!

The black light shield shrouded over Bei'an City suddenly cracked, and a painted black aura filled with majesty and silence suddenly came to the people in the city.

People in the city watching the battle in the distance

"What's going on with the plastering light in the sky? Why do I feel depressed and I can't help but kneel down."

"So too, I can't breathe, my body trembles inexplicably!"

The warriors in the city became panicked. Among the Wang family, Wang Jing's face was already nervous, and her white little hands were covered in sweat.

Wang Yu, who was beside him, also held his breath and stared at the figure in white in the distance.

It was a gray sword energy that broke through the sky, and the aura seemed to make the world collapse and the mountains and rivers lose their color.

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

"Diwei! Hurry up and defend with all your strength!"

As he said that, he no longer cared about the Prince of Dongyang at his hand, waved his hand to put away the mount, sacrificed the long zither in his hand, and activated all the power in his body.

In an instant, the black fire filled the sky and the sound of the demon spread throughout the city.

Five people in the black robe in the True Spirit Realm suddenly heard the voice of the Black Fire Venerable and seemed to be unable to move. They felt the murderous intent from the soul. In an instant, the dead souls burst out and quickly supported a black shield.

boom!

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

In the middle of the aftermath, a black figure flew backwards, accompanied by a gray sword energy that was so weakened that only one-tenth of the remaining gray-robed sword energy fell towards the five true spirit realm black-robed men on the ring.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

The shields on the five men in black robe lasted for less than a second, and they all shattered directly. Five black shadows were thrown away in response, spitting blood in their mouths.

The aftermath of the sword energy bombarded the ring, and the ring shattered directly, gravel splashed, and stone powder filled the sky.

Jian Fengyun's eyes condensed, and he activated the sword energy to turn it into a shield to protect the Jian family.

"Young Master!" Jian Xueer exclaimed when she saw this scene, and a look of worry appeared on her fair face.

Hu~hu~...

A strong wind swept by, and Jian Fengyun's shield struggled to block the aftermath.

"Boy, you really surprised me!"

As soon as the dust dissipated, the figure of the Black Fire Venerable appeared in front of Jian Fengyun. A wound that penetrated through his right hand was stained with blood. His eyes were fierce and he waved his hand to break through Jian Fengyun's shield.

In his heart, Jian Fengyun was originally an ant.

However, this ant knew the formation that instantly improved the martial arts realm, and could also use the formation to injure him.

My palms were penetrated, and I couldn't remember how many years I hadn't suffered this level of injury.

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

The Black Fire Venerable stood three meters away from Jian Fengyun. The black fire rose and burst out with a powerful aura. His eyes were burning and deep, as if he wanted to see through Jian Fengyun's gaze.

"Don't hurt the young clan leader!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out, with several blood-red wounds on his body, and blood was flowing.

Jian Qiuping!

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

I had defeated him before and let him lose his position as the first in the family.

"Young Master, the swordsmanship you taught has benefited Qiuping a lot in the past month. I will block him for you and leave first. Your future will definitely be earth-shaking. As long as you are alive, the Jian family will become famous all over the world one day."

Jian Qiuping stood firmly in front of Jian Fengyun, holding the sword in his hand, and staring at the Black Fire Venerable in front of him.

Since the day Jian Fengyun defeated and did not kill him, he has achieved great enlightenment and respected Jian Fengyun.

During this month of preaching, the swordsmanship he learned by Jian Fengyun's side allowed him to see the path of martial arts. Jian Fengyun was already a god-like faith in his mind.

The faith in martial arts made him not afraid of the Black Fire Venerable in the Spiritual Venerable Realm.

"Swear to protect the young clan leader to the death!"

"Swear to protect the young clan leader to the death!"

"Swear to protect the young clan leader to the death!"

......

I don’t know who got up, but the blood in the heart of the Jian family’s children had just been called up, and the sound was like thunder, and their bodies shaking from behind to front.

"Young clan leader, you must leave. Wherever you have, there will be a sword family!"

In the red eyes of the disciples of the Jian family, they placed their hopes on Jian Fengyun.

Looking at the pair of firm eyes, Jian Fengyun's eyes became red and moist inexplicably.

The Black Fire Master looked at everything in front of him coldly, and his eyes were always on Jian Fengyun.

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

Looking at him, thinking and thinking deeply, it seemed that he had thought of something, but he was not sure.

"If my son is like this, how can I fall behind? I, Jian Shuwu, followed the head of Ling Tian family, and he saved my life. Today, even if I take this life, I can't watch his son die in front of me!"

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

"Of course we can't fall behind either!"

The great elder Jian Qiuming and the second elder also stepped forward together. Although their body was seriously injured, there was only a firm light of hope in the old man's face and turbid eyes.

All the grudges disappeared at this moment.

"What are you fighting for? As the head of the family, I promised my elder brother to take good care of Fengyun and Jian family. Now, I will devote all 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 eyes kindly swept across the Jian family, and finally fell on Jian Fengyun's face.

He always looks serious in the hearts of the people of the Jian family. Now his kind appearance falls into their eyes, but there is an inexplicable sense of sadness.

When the Jian family said the words, looking at their forced smile, a line of tears suddenly fell from the corner of Jian Fengyun's eyes.

In his previous life, he was in the world and became an emperor from an orphan. After thousands of years, he had endless difficulties. Many followers died for him, and he never shed tears.

However, today, facing a group of small warriors who are not as powerful as the True Spirit Realm, their deaths made him cry.

It can be said that this is the first time he has been in tears in his birth.

"You are a bit like a peerless strong man in my impression. I decided that even if you hand over the formation today, you will have to die!"

The Black Fire Master came back to his senses, and there was a hint of fear in his deep eyes, and he spoke coldly.

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