On the earth, aftershocks occasionally shake the earth. Mo Zhong stands opposite Xuanyuan, Zilong, Chishui, and Changyi, Duan Xiu and Yajia.

"Hmph! Three to four!" Duan Xiu snorted coldly and said, "It doesn't matter, I just choose two. Come on, I have absorbed a lot of energy from the attribute power over the years, and I can just use it well!"

Zilong could clearly feel the oppression brought by the other side and whispered: "Sir, the other party is not weak, be careful!"

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "No, it's not three to four! Jiaer, you can finally come back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, except for Chang Yi, who knew the details, the rest were shocked.

Aga slowly stepped forward, wearing a red dress, looked particularly dazzling. He came to Xuanyuan Dun, bowed and said, "Sir, please see you!"

Duan Xiu stared at the eyes, with an extremely incredible expression hanging on his face without any cover, and said intermittently, "This...this...this...you...you..."

Mo Zhong could no longer hold back his anger and shouted angrily: "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect! This fine work was actually cut off the cultivation of the twelve commanders! The fine work was raised by you, what do you plan to explain!"

Duan Xiu was a little incoherent: "Old, I... this... this is impossible..."

At this time, Aga turned his head and said to Duan Xiu: "Old man... thank you for your care for you all the time. I've been hiding you for so long... I'm sorry..." After that, Aga slowly turned around and walked towards Xuanyuan Dun.

At this moment, Mo Zhong suddenly burst out, his whole body covered with a layer of red light, his expression on his face was a little distorted, and he shouted, "Go to die!" The person had disappeared from the spot.

Yajia turned his back to Mo Zhong, and there was no time to react. Instead, Duan Xiu shouted: "No!" White air flashed, and the person had already appeared between Yajia and Mo Zhong.

Mo Zhong's attack was a dead hand, and it was extremely fast. Until his two fingers pointed at Duan Xiu's back heart, Duan Xiu didn't even have time to sacrifice the ice armor.

Only a loud "boom!" was heard, Yajia was pushed away by the explosion airflow, and she was completely out of control and flew directly. At the end of a red line, Xuanyuan supported Gaya with a hand, and she had the chance to look back.

Huge fire rose into the sky, and smoke and dust rolled in the fire, and countless gravels were mixed in the smoke and dust. The gravels flew randomly, colliding and friction. Occasionally, several arcs were drawn in the smoke and dust, and the figure at the bottom was vaguely visible.

"Old man!" Aga couldn't help but burst into a heart-wrenching call, turning around and running towards the figure.

After the smoke and dust, Mo Zhong's hideous face appeared again, and a red light flashed by. Mo Zhong appeared in front of Aga and said viciously: "Die!" He pointed at Aga.

Aga raised his hand and waved his red sleeves, and a hurricane slid out along the red sleeves. In just a blink of an eye, the middle area between the hurricane and Mo Zhong's finger exploded again. The hurricane suddenly disappeared. Aga saw that the coming was fierce but unable to resist. His body was affected by the explosion's shock wave and flew down one after another, rolling on the ground several times.

"Bastard!" Zilong shouted, took the gun forward, and pointed the tip of the gun straight into Mo Zhong.

Mo Zhong was not afraid at all. He was a little far away from the air and the ground exploded instantly, and a pillar of fire mixed with lava rose into the sky.

Zilong shouted loudly: "Mangyan Thorn!" The spear in his hand rose up and pierced at the lava pointed out by Mo Zhong. The gun body passed through the lava directly and approached Mo Zhong.

Mo Zhong took three steps in a row and let the edge go. Zilong's attack turned, flipped his right wrist and raised his gun body. Then he turned his body, left his hands and pushed out his left palm, pressing against the tail of the gun, and the gun body was immediately pushed forward by three points.

Mo Zhong was shocked and raised his leg and kicked the spear head. He was about to fight back, but Zilong had already bypassed the pillar of fire, took the spear from the air with one hand, and slammed it at him in a round way. In desperation, Mo Zhong flashed, leaving a remnant shadow on the spot.

Zilong shot down, and before the gun body landed, a large piece of it was already sunken on the ground, and then the rock cracked and a roar suddenly started.

Seeing Mo Zhong retreating, Zi Long looked up suddenly and shouted, "Where is it!"

After saying that, he lifted the spear back again, and a ball of flame appeared on the spot, catching up with Mo Zhong's pace, and the two of them fought back and forth.

Seeing Zilong meet Mo Zhong, Yaga woke up as if he was dreaming. He didn't care about his face and the bleeding wound on his arms. He drew a red line on the ground and headed straight for Duan Xiu.

At this moment, Duan Xiu had already fallen to the ground, his right shoulder and his entire right arm were blown to pieces, the ground was covered with bright red blood, and his gray beard was stained red by the blood sprayed from his mouth and nose.

Aga supported Duan Xiu with one hand and shouted, "Old man! Old man!"

At this time, Duan Xiu closed his eyes tightly and was as angry as a slept. However, when he heard Aga's shouting, he actually opened his eyes, forced himself to be energetic, and smiled at Aga, "You are here..."

Aga felt ache in his heart and said, "Old man...you, don't die..."

Duan Xiu coughed lightly, then he realized that the right half of his body had been blown away, and he chuckled: "This time... I guess I can't live..." Aga's eyes suddenly blurred, and two tears slid down his cheeks.

Duan Xiu raised his left hand, tremblingly wiped away the tears from Aga's face, and said, "You have never cried since you were a child. Why... You have only learned to cry after you grow up so old..."

"I...I..." Aga didn't know what he should say at this time, so he just nodded vigorously, and tears flew out directly and dripped on Duan Xiu's palm.

"Old, I am full of murderous aura, I thought I would be lonely for the rest of my life... No, I don't want to, you girl... are very suitable for me... temperament... cough cough cough..." Before Duan Xiu finished speaking, the blood choked like a trachea and began to cough.

Aga cried and shouted, "Stop talking! I'll help you stop the bleeding right away!"

Duan Xiu waved his hand, coughed twice, and said, "No, there is no need... I, old man... I have no wives and children... I have always regarded you as my own child... No matter what the situation is, you, you are... old, old... children..."

From the first meeting of Aga, seeing Aga's stubborn character, to adopting Aga, and constantly teaching Aga to practice martial arts based on his own strength, Duan Xiu's ruthless face and abused words always hide a heart of fatherly love. Even if he encountered many happy things, Duan Xiu never showed a happy expression, but secretly laughed behind his back. All the scenes that existed in the growth process of him and Aga, flashed quickly in front of Duan Xiu's eyes like a lantern. Duan Xiu's face was relaxed, and a smile appeared slowly on the corner of his mouth: "I, be you, father..."

This sentence has not been cut off from the severity of cultivation, and it is more like what he said to himself subconsciously, using his last bit of strength...

"Old, old man! Don't!..." Seeing that Duan Xiu's expression had begun to dissipate, Ahka felt an inexplicable pain in his heart like a volcano erupting.

"Father!!!" Aga's roaring voice covered the rumbling sounds underground, overshadowed the sound of Mo Zhong and Zilong's battle, pierced the air. This was not a shout from her mouth, but a shout bursting out from her heart.

Tears fell on Duan Xiu's face, which was still smiling. The wind stroked his dyed hair and beard, and the eyes that showed kindness were completely out of life.

Aga put Duan Xiu's body flat, reached out and gently stroked Duan Xiu's eyes that had not yet closed. He used his sleeves to gently wipe the blood on Duan Xiu's cheeks, and said with a crying smile: "Old man... no, father, I have tried to break your mist array. You won't blame me..."

At this time, a big hand gently placed on Aga's shoulder. When Aga looked back, it was Xuanyuan nodding to Aga with a slight regretful expression.

Aga wiped the tears from his face, bowed to Duan Xiu's body three times, then stood up and said to Xuanyuan: "I have to bother you..."

Xuanyuan immediately understood, nodded, and said to Duan Xiu: "The kindness of raising is greater than the mountain, the love between father and daughter is stronger than blood... Go..." After saying that, Duan Xiu's body was wrapped in flames, and the flames were dancing, like children dancing, looking very happy...


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