"Haha, if you are intact now, maybe I will still be afraid. Now that you are seriously injured, plus there is no air sea in your body, and your housekeeper is not here, I will see how you fight with me!"

Wang Zilun put up a posture that made the people around him feel a little scared and walked around one after another, not wanting to get involved.

"Why do Xuantian Sect always have disputes recently?"

"How do I know? Maybe when spring comes, these young people will have itchy hands and want to use their hands. Whatever, just stay away."

The people on the street were talking to each other, some were watching from a distance, and some were hurriedly walking away.

Wang Zilun looked around and smiled.

"I'm going to let you die here today, and let the people of Tianqian Town see how cowardly your Zhou family is."

Wang Zilun had already noticed that Zhou Tian was showing off, so it was a good time to take advantage of him.

He stepped forward with his sword in hand and rushed forward with a single step. He saw that the sword was about to reach his chest.

Zhou Tian walked all the way from the house, blood was constantly oozing out from the wound, and he was extremely weak. He tried to resist with his fists, but he couldn't use any strength at all.

Simply closed his eyes.

At the critical moment, he could feel the cold sword intent. Suddenly, a man stood in front of him, and a few strands of fragrant hair swept across his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a light brown ponytail swayed back and forth in front of his eyes.

He held his abdomen and took a step back.

"The humble Wang family still dares to assassinate someone in the street. Who gave you the courage?"

"you!"

Wang Zilun was very angry. He thought he could easily get rid of Zhou Tian, ​​but he never thought that another nosy guy would show up.

Zhou Tian heard the voice was that of a woman, and wanted to go around to see who had saved him, but just when he saw the profile, the woman punched Wang Zilun and flew several meters away, then jumped up and jumped to the street.

The roof of the house hurried away.

"Who is it?"

The sudden rescue made him a little stunned. Looking at the figure gradually going away, he couldn't figure out who it was.

Wang Zilun was wearing a gray gown with a bright fist mark on his chest. He staggered a few steps and stood up, covering his chest.

Zhou Tian took a few steps forward to take a closer look...

"This punch, this strength, could it be?"
Chapter completed!