Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2388 A close call! (1 more)
"Death to me!"

With a flash of his figure, Jun Wuwang rushed to Jun Jiuyou like a bolt of lightning.

At this moment, Jun Jiuyou is completely at the end of his strength and has no power to resist.

The next moment, I saw that Jun Wuwang raised his palm and pressed Jun Jiuyou's forehead with his palm. The outrageous force exploded, and with a smash, he directly smashed Jun Jiuyou's head into the ground.

boom!
There was an explosion, and the ground in the quiet room seemed to shake violently.

Immediately, Jun Jiuyou's head was bleeding, his eyes were full of stars, and a strong sense of weakness swept over him. He felt that he was really too tired, and he really wanted to just sleep like this, forever, forever...

"Hmph, good nephew, ginger is still old and hot, and you are still too tender!"

Jun Wuwang shook his head, sneered, and with a little force on his palm, he wanted to crush Jun Jiuyou's head completely.

"You dare!"

At this moment, Jun Wufeng suddenly opened his pupils, and a ray of light shot out.

Jun Wuwang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he felt a palpitating force attacking him, he quickly let go of Jun Jiuyou, swept his body, and retreated.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late, that ray of light pierced directly from his shoulder, a splash of blood splashed, Jun Wuwang snorted, and there was anger and shock in his eyes.

But it turned out that at this critical moment, Jun Wufeng woke up!
Ling Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and at the last moment, he finally helped Jun Wufeng successfully integrate the divine pattern.

In this divine pattern, there are fragments of the holy pattern of the Jiuyou clan. Jun Wufeng has fused this divine pattern, and his natural strength has greatly increased.

"How is it possible that you still have such strength!"

Jun Wuwang stared at Jun Wufeng, just now Jun Wufeng's eyes pierced directly through his protective qi.

"Jun Wuwang, you deserve to die!"

With a flash of Jun Wufeng's figure, he got up from the sick bed and saw his dying son lying on the ground, his chest was burning with anger.

"Funeral Wind and Thunder!"

Jun Wufeng shot angrily, the same move, but in Jun Wufeng's hands, it was more domineering and unparalleled.

"Hmph, you father and son are lucky today!"

Jun Wuwang saw that Jun Wufeng still had such strength, and he was caught off guard just now. One of his arms was lost, and his strength was greatly reduced. If he fought against Jun Wufeng head-on, he might not be able to get a bargain.

So, Jun Wuwang made a decisive decision, he didn't want to fight any more, and immediately fled out. The wound on his left shoulder was still bleeding, leaving a lot of blood on the ground.

Seeing that Jun Wuwang was running away, Jun Wufeng didn't chase him out, and only waited for the figure of Jun Wuwang to go away, then he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.

But it turned out that just now, Jun Wufeng forced a mouthful of Yuanli force to make a move.

After all, he had just regained his strength, and he immediately forcibly struck out as soon as he woke up. It seemed fierce and domineering, but in fact, it was an act of injuring the enemy eight hundred times and himself a thousand times.

"puff!"

Jun Wufeng spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, then turned around and walked to Jun Jiuyou's side. Seeing his son lying dying in a pool of blood, his heart felt like a knife.

At this moment, Jun Jiuyou's divine pattern has been destroyed, and he is seriously injured. Even if he is cured, he may be just a useless person after all.

"Silly boy, why are you doing this!"

Jun Wufeng lifted Jun Jiuyou up and hugged him in his arms, tears glistened in his eyes.

"Father, you are fine."

Jun Jiuyou smiled miserably, "All the efforts I have made have not been in vain..."

Ling Feng sighed softly, looked at the father and son, and shook his head slightly.

I have tried my best, but in the end, I was a step too slow.

Jun Jiuyou's divine pattern has been destroyed, and he is helpless.

"Senior, let me heal your wounds."

Ling Feng stepped forward, Jun Jiuyou and Jun Wufeng were both seriously injured, if they were not treated in time, there might be hidden dangers left behind.

Especially Jun Jiuyou, he is already a cripple now, if he doesn't get treatment, he may become crippled in the future.

"Little brother, wait a moment."

Jun Wufeng took a deep breath, wiped off the blood on Jun Jiuyou's face, as if he had made some kind of decision, raised his palm, and gently pressed it between Jun Jiuyou's eyebrows.

"Child, you have to remember, you are my hope!"

The next moment, the divine lines on Jun Wufeng's forehead kept flickering, and Jun Jiuyou felt a warm current pouring into his body from the center of his brows, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "Father, you!"

"Collect your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts!"

Jun Wufeng looked serious, "Never give up on this divine pattern! Otherwise, I will kill myself on the spot for my father!"

Jun Jiuyou trembled all over, he didn't know that his father wanted to pass on his divine pattern to himself!

This is the divine pattern that he managed to repair with great difficulty!

"Father...no...I don't want it!"

Jun Jiuyou burst into tears, he lost his divine pattern, and he can live like an ordinary person. It is not a problem to live to be 80 years old. ...

I'm afraid I will die soon!
"Children, all parents in the world are willing to pay for their children!"

The process of passing on the divine pattern was very fast. After a while, Jun Wufeng's face quickly aged, almost dozens of years older than the two elders, Jun Bu San Jun Bu Si. The excessively hunched body lost its strength and fell down heavily.

"Father! Father!"

Jun Jiuyou fused his father's divine pattern, and his strength recovered little by little. He quickly hugged his father and burst into tears.

"Silly boy, make good use of my divine pattern, and the responsibility of protecting the Nine Nether God Clan falls on your shoulders!"

Jun Wufeng patted Jun Jiuyou's back with difficulty, but there was always a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

With such a good son, even if he dies, it is worth gratifying.

"Hey……"

Ling Feng only felt that his eyes were a little sore. He walked up to Jun Jiuyou, patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Jun, let me heal uncle."

Although Jun Wufeng's injury is probably ineffective, Ling Feng can at least last a little longer for him.

At least let him spend some more time with his children.

Jun Jiuyou raised his head and glanced at Ling Feng. His eyes were already a little red and swollen. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ling, I'm sorry for your trouble!"

"Uncle, you are a good father!"

Ling Feng took out a row of golden needles from his waist. Given Jun Wufeng's current situation, the only way to regenerate the needles was to continue his aura temporarily, but it was destined not to last long.

His vitality was about to be exhausted, and he lost his original divine pattern, just like duckweed without roots, destined to disappear with the wind.

Jun Jiuyou wiped away the tears from his eyes, and walked out of the quiet room with extremely heavy steps.

Not long after, there was a burst of explosions outside the quiet room, mixed with hysterical roars: Jun Wuwang, I won't kill you, I swear I won't be human!

(End of this chapter)