Lin Qianjun looked at Gan Jiujiang with an expressionless face and asked, "Do you have the confidence to keep me?"

"No." Gan Jiujiang replied.

"Since that's the case, if you kill them, I will run away first. If my cultivation level increases in the future, will it be the same for me to come back to take revenge?" Lin Qianjun said.

"Would you like to watch them die?" Gan Jiujiang smiled and said, "Take the [Han Frost] sword and destroy your own cultivation. I promise you that they can survive."

"Lin Qianjun, don't worry about us, we'll just die. You are the hope of Zhujian Villa, you must live..." Yang Huirong suddenly shouted.

The Divine Sword Army who controlled Yang Huirong reached out and knocked her throat, which made Yang Huirong shut up.

Lin Qianjun raised his eyebrows, it was hard to doubt whether this was done on purpose by Jiujiang.

The rest of the people couldn't speak, but Yang Huirong suddenly broke free from the shackles and shouted.

If it were an ordinary passionate boy who heard this, he would probably have shouted the slogan of living and dying together.

"Have you thought about it?" Gan Jiujiang felt that the situation was back to control, so he asked Lin Qianjun with a smile.

"Threat is useless to me." Lin Qianjun said lightly.

"Then try it!" Gan Jiujiang nodded, then waved his hand slightly.

Love ~!

A sword light flashed, and more than a dozen heads soared into the sky, and blood gushed out.

Lin Qianjun's face remained unchanged, and he was still using his skills to restore the sword power in his body, but his speed was three points faster and he had already started to operate overload.

"Continue!" Gan Jiujiang saw that Lin Qianjun was not moved at all, so he waved his hand again.

Love ~!

Another dozen people passed away.

Among these people are children who are less than ten years old, young teenagers, women with bulging belly and old people with gray hair.

They are all relatives and descendants of countless disciples in Zhujian Villa.

Lin Qianjun was still unmoved, but just glanced at the deceased.

Gan Jiujiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Continue! This time, double it!"

刘, 刘, 刘~!

The Divine Sword Army waved the spiritual sword in its hands, and dozens of heads rose up in the sky.

A faint chill spread out from [Frost], and Lin Qianjun's eyes when he looked at Gan Jiujiang became much colder.

"Hahaha, I still said you really don't care!" Gan Jiujiang smiled and said, "If you can bear it anymore, I might really give up."

"I can ignore anything, but I also care about everything." Lin Qianjun shook his head slightly.

Gan Jiujiang did not answer Lin Qianjun's words, but said to Fu Ji: "Fu Ji, bring the woman named Meng Jiao up."

When Fu Ji heard the sound, he glanced at Lin Qianjun with complicated eyes, and then grabbed Meng Jiao and brought it to Gan Jiujiang.

"I know, it was her who recommended you to enter Zhujian Villa. It can be said that she has the kindness of knowing you." Gan Jiujiang said, pinching Meng Jiao's neck hard and saying to Lin Qianjun: "If she died here like this, would you feel guilty for the rest of your life?"

Hearing the sound, Meng Jiao's eyes revealed a hint of horror.

She finally made a successful investment and was able to get the opportunity to go to the next level.

Just as she was thinking about when she could break through, this dream shattered again, just like the disaster she suffered when she was a child, the world really never treated her kindly for a moment.

Every time, she was given hope, and then she broke it herself.

She just wants to live, what's wrong with her?

Tears shed from Meng Jiao's eyes, and she fell into the river below, and a ripples appeared.

【You haven't had such anger for a long time.】

【But you do appreciate his courage.】

[No one has ever survived your anger, and he is naturally no exception.]

【Task: Anger.】

【Kill Gan Jiujiang.】

【Task time limit: one hour.】

[Task Reward: "Qianyuan Sword Art".]

[Punishment of failure: Erasing emotions.]

"Sister Meng, don't cry, you'll be not pretty." Lin Qianjun smiled.

His smile was bright, and the sun was so bright that it made people suspect that he could not see clearly what was happening now.

But Meng Jiao seemed to understand something.

Her tears became even more.

Lin Qianjun's aura shrank and said to Gan Jiujiang: "Can you guarantee that what you said is true?"

"Although I am old and have used a lot of tricks, I can still do it at least when it comes to keeping my trustworthiness." Gan Jiujiang replied.

For swordsmen like him, they still disdain to deceive others.

At least he won't do such things now.

From beginning to end, he just wanted to erase Lin Qianjun's threat.

As long as Lin Qianjun dies, what if he releases the rest of the waste?

Lin Qianjun heard the implication of Gan Jiujiang's words, and said, "I will give you [Hanshuang] first. You can put them to a safe place, and then withdraw your troops. I will destroy my cultivation."

"No problem." Gan Jiujiang nodded.

"Um."

Lin Qianjun nodded, then turned over the [Han Shuang] in his hand and pointed the hilt at Gan Jiujiang.

Almost without any thought, Lin Qianjun threw out the [Frost] sword.

Swish!

Gan Jiujiang let go of Meng Jiao and reached out to directly hold the [Han Shuang] sword in his hand.

The magic sword has spirits and is unwilling to be driven by Gan Jiujiang, but Gan Jiujiang has a high level of cultivation and quickly suppressed the sword spirit.

He held the [Han Frost] sword in his hand and said to Fu Ji with a smile: "Let me go!"

Hearing the sound, the Divine Sword Army led the people they were holding in their hands to the distant ground, then put them down one by one, and untied their confinement.

As soon as the imprisonment was untied, Meng Jiao and others couldn't help but shout in the direction where Lin Qianjun was.

"Lin Qianjun, don't believe his words!!"

"Master Lin, run away quickly..."

"Young Master Lin, run away!!"

Lin Qianjun has a strong ear and can hear these words, but he still ignores them.

He said to Gan Jiujiang: "Let your people leave."

"Okay." Gan Jiujiang nodded and said to Fu Ji: "Lead the Divine Sword Army to leave Zhujian Villa and wait for me in the camp outside Shuangjiang City."

"As for your order." Fu Ji replied.

As the sound fell, he led the Divine Sword Army to leave here together.

"It's your turn to fulfill your promise, Lin Qianjun." Gan Jiujiang said.

"I don't want to be watched by them, go away." Lin Qianjun glanced at Meng Jiao and others on the river bank and said.

After saying that, he flew to the center of the river first.

Gan Jiujiang did not stop him, but kept a distance and followed Lin Qianjun behind him.

Lin Qianjun flew very slowly, but Gan Jiujiang didn't care.

A person with such weakness is not too threatening to him.

.....

Watching Lin Qianjun and Gan Jiujiang's figures disappear into the sky.

Meng Jiao couldn't help but cover her cheeks.

It was all her. If it weren't for her burden, her father wouldn't have died at the beginning, and Lin Qianjun wouldn't have died because of this now.

It is obvious that their lives are more important than themselves, but why do they choose to sacrifice themselves to protect people like her?

Qi Yun and Yang Huirong stared at the sky in a daze.

They also don’t understand why Lin Qianjun made such a choice.

But at this moment, they seemed to understand something again.

However, unlike them, the others complained about Lin Qianjun.
To be continued...