Is Jian Fengyun really scared?

The answer is bound to be no. How could the No. 1 Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms be easily killed by a warrior in the True Spirit Realm?

He stood still, not to mean that he was waiting for death, he had already felt the blood-red arrow that broke through the air.

Just as the palm burning with the fire of refining weapons was about to fall on Jian Fengyun, a blood-red arrow light actually broke through the air.

The blood-red arrows passed through Wang Xia's palms, bringing up a string of blood...

Click!

A crisp sound of bone shattering suddenly sounded, and the flame-burning palms instantly extinguished.

Wang Xia was driven out by the impact of the blood-red arrows, and his body hit the trunk beside him, which actually made the leaves rustle.

"Ah, my hand!" A pig-killing scream suddenly sounded, and the sound was extremely harsh.

Everyone around them felt a pain in their eardrums and couldn't help but cover their ears. Even Jian Fengyun frowned.

"Dongyang County Prince, Dongyang County Prince was not injured. Come on, go quickly and use the earth escape talisman!" After Wang Xia screamed, he was filled with endless horror.

Enduring the severe pain of the penetration of his palm, Wang Xia got up in panic, took a pill, and then shouted.

In an instant, everyone in the Wang family around them became panic and took out jade talismans engraved with ancient inscriptions, injected spiritual power into them, and started to activate them. Soon, several people were swept up by the power of the jade talisman and disappeared from the spot.

And Wang Bin was so scared that his face was pale, and his legs trembled. The yellow and white thing actually flowed out of control.

The sword wind and clouds moved, and only a small amount of sword energy remained in their body condensed into an illusory long sword.

"Three glasses of wine in the world, the emperor's hegemony is in the sword!"

The Overlord of the Red Dust Sword, the sword energy soars into the sky.

Swish...

A huge sword mark appeared on Wang Bin's chest instantly, piercing through his upper body, and blood instantly penetrated his whole body.

Wang Bin's eyes widened, his eyes turned out to be full of reluctance and fear before his death.

What he was unwilling to be was that Jian Fengyun was about to die, but the Prince of Dongyang came to rescue him. What he was afraid of was that Jian Fengyun's sword, which took his life.

"Haha, Elder Wang, kill him first and collect some interest. When I recover, I will definitely send you back to the west in person!" Jian Fengyun stood behind Wang Bin, with a reluctant smile on his face, and said.

Seeing that his nephew was killed in front of him, Wang Xia was furious and his voice became sharp: "Jian Fengyun, you must die a good death!"

As he spoke, a look of resentment appeared on his face.

Feeling the powerful aura in the air, Wang Xia reluctantly crushed the earth escape talisman in his hand, and his body was wrapped in the power of the talisman, and instantly escaped to the ground and disappeared.

The eyes before disappearing seemed to be about to cut Jian Fengyun into pieces.

With the departure of everyone in the Wang family, Jian Fengyun could no longer hold on. He knelt on one knee and vomited blood on the ground, instantly dyeing the soil red.

"Brother Fengyun, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, a middle-aged figure in a python robe flashed and appeared beside Jian Fengyun.

Han Dongyang appeared beside Jian Fengyun, looking at Jian Fengyun with a worried look on his face. A strong spiritual power was injected into Jian Fengyun's body to stabilize Jian Fengyun's injuries.

With Han Dongyang's spiritual power, Jian Fengyun's injuries were barely stabilized, but his face was still pale.

"Little brother, who hurt you so much? I just left the customs and saw Master Yao hurried back and tell you that you were ambushed by someone, so I rushed over. I didn't expect you...you were still so seriously injured." Han Dongyang spoke angrily, his face full of majesty.

"I'm fine, help me to Beiman Peak!" Jian Fengyun said weakly.

"But, you, all the internal organs in your body are displaced, and many meridians and bones have been broken. It is not advisable to move at this time, otherwise if you are not careful, you will......" Han Dongyang said worriedly, but he was still not finished.

In his opinion, the injuries on Jian Fengyun's body were definitely a huge and severe injury. If he is not careful, he may be seriously injured and die.

"Don't worry, I won't die. I haven't celebrated you've broken through the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm. Take me back and see if there are any Blood King Lingzhi and Blue Soul Grass. If so, my injuries will recover soon!" Jian Fengyun gave Han Dongyang a look of confidence.

"Little brother, don't worry, I, Han Dongyang, even if I, Han Dongyang, have all the strength of Dongyang County, will also find these two spiritual medicines for you!" Han Dongyang looked at Jian Fengyun with a firm expression.

He was seriously injured before. If Jian Fengyun had not given him the heavenly skill "Blood Tianyan Jue", he would have even recovered from his injuries, let alone breaking through the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm.

"Okay, don't say these sensational words, take me back quickly, otherwise I will die in a while!" Jian Fengyun smiled slightly and said.

At this time, as long as you attack him, you will definitely get huge benefits. Peerless formations, secret techniques and spiritual techniques are possible, but Han Dongyang did not.

Jian Fengyun felt a little relieved, "Blood Tianyan Jue" was not given to the wrong person.

At the same time, the Wang Family in Bei'an City

"Yu'er, tell me the truth, why are the strong families not there? You lied to me that they held a meeting in the clan hall and dragged me to have tea in the backyard. What did they do?" Wang Jing glared at her beautiful eyes and asked.

"I'm sorry, Jing'er, they went to kill Jian Fengyun. You know, Jian Fengyun has destroyed Wang Bin. If Jian Fengyun does not die, your Wang family branch will be punished by the master." Wang Yu bit his pink lips lightly, lowered his head and said to the woman in red in front of him.

"What? They actually went to kill Jian Fengyun!" Surprise, worry, loneliness, and sadness flashed in Wang Jing's eyes.

The red dress was tightly wrapped, and the delicate and seductive body suddenly shook and trembled violently.

"Why, why, why, why do they want to kill Jian Fengyun, why do they do this?" His beautiful eyes turned red in an instant, and tears fell like pearls with broken lines.

When Wang Yu saw the sad appearance of his good sister, he couldn't help but feel ache in his heart. He bit his teeth and comforted him: "Jing'er, calm down. After so long, Jian Fengyun should have died. You should have your new life. There are so many young talents in the dynasty who love you. You can choose any one of them better than Jian Fengyun!"

"No, no... Jian Fengyun won't die... He is so strong... How could he die? I want to find him, I want to find him, I want to find him..." A light of disbelief flashed in Wang Jing's red eyes, and he hurriedly stepped out and ran out of the yard.

"Hey! Jing'er, wait for me, where are you going?" Wang Yu saw Wang Jing leave in a hurry and hurriedly chased after him.

Under the night, two beautiful figures left the Wang family's mansion.

At the same time, on the Beiman Peak

Jian Fengyun was helped up the mountain with a pale face. Most of the wounds on his body had scabbed, but the fracture of his chest could not heal for a while.

Pan Yuanlong is a powerful man in the middle stage of the Spirit King Realm. His attack on the critical moment almost seriously injured Jian Fengyun's body.

(End of this chapter)...
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