"If you force each other again, I will not let you live a hard life if I fight to the death." Ye Bingkun endured the pain and shouted sternly.

"You just try."

No matter what Ye Bingkun said, Ye Jian would never let him go today. The blood sword in his hand increased further, and he shook Ye Bingkun away with one sword.

"This is what you forced me." Ye Bingkun shouted with blood on the corner of his mouth and his face was full of harshness.

Immediately, he quickly rushed towards Ye's mother. For the sake of the present plan, he could only grab Ye's mother. With Ye's mother in hand, Ye Jian did not dare to do anything randomly.

However, he underestimated Ye Jian's speed too much.

The artistic conception of the wind was applied to the extreme, and Ye Jian's speed instantly shot, catching up with Ye Bingkun from behind.

"Come and make a break!"

Holding up the Blood Sword, only 50% of the internal energy left in his body was mobilized, and half-step sword momentum merged into it. In an instant, Ye Jian's aura reached the extreme. The blood sword in his hand flashed, bursting with chills.

"No! You can't kill me!"

Ye Bingkun was anxious, and at the same time, a trace of determination flashed on his face. The sword in his right hand was attached with true energy, and he threw it hard at Ye's mother.

"If you want to die, you have to take a cushion."

However, Ye Jian would not give him a chance.

"Broken Gold-Slash!"

The blood sword passed by in the sky, and a crystalline line suddenly flashed and disappeared, directly sinking into Ye Bingkun's body.

puff!

Ye Bingkun groaned without warning, and his whole figure paused.

Kick!

The true qi cover outside the body shattered, and then his whole body trembled, the clothes on his back were shattered, and a fine blood mark appeared on his back and went up to his head.

Ye Bingkun's eyes were abrupt, his eyes were extremely frightened, and then he fell down unwillingly.

Although Ye Bingkun died, the long sword he threw out shot straight at Ye's mother.

Fifty zhang, forty zhang, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang, five zhang, four zhang, three zhang...

It was about to penetrate Ye's mother's body, and at this moment, a blood shadow flashed, and Ye Jian appeared directly in front of Ye's mother. He picked up Ye's mother with his left hand, then he turned his steps under his feet, and moved his whole body to one foot to protect Ye's mother with his back.

call out!

The long sword flashed and brought out a thread of blood.

Ye Jian frowned, then clenched his teeth, the remaining momentum of the sword disappeared slightly, and directly penetrated into the mountain, causing gravel to splash.

"Jian'er, are you okay?" Ye's mother hurriedly supported Ye Jian, looking at her son's face was pale and bloody all over her body. She couldn't bear it and she burst into tears.

"It's okay, mom!" Ye Jianqiang took a breath, endured the pain in his back, and felt dizzy in his mind.

"It seems that the blood and blood have been consumed too much this time."

He sighed in his heart. According to Ye Jian's current strength, he could only use the Blood Shadow Flash three times, and after three times, his life was about to be in danger.

Ye Jian was eager to save his mother this time, and he used two blood shadow flashes in succession. Now his essence and blood in his body are less than one-third of his usual life, so he seems extremely weak.

"Silly kid, don't do this in the future." Ye's mother held Ye Jian's body and found the sword marks on his back. She suddenly burst into tears again.

"Um?"

However, at this moment, dust rose several miles away from the north of the Soul Valley, and was rushing towards the Soul Valley at an extremely fast speed.
Chapter completed!