Chapter 16
"Your Yu family wants to defy the Tianyang Dynasty's prohibition and take action against the city lord's family?"

Jian Yuntian, who was silent at the side, suddenly stood up, holding the sword in his hand at some point, and an incomparably sharp aura immediately burst out.

The aura in the middle stage of the spirit realm was mixed with an incomparably sharp-sword momentum, which forcibly broke the four auras.

"Hehe, the city lord's family, Jian Yuntian, I heard that you have an extraordinary background. You should know that the contract cannot be broken. Who made this law?" Yu Shan, the head of the Yu family, said coldly.

"As long as the members of your Sword Family are all dead, will the people of the Tianyang Dynasty know who destroyed the Sword Family?" The black-robed man at the peak of the Spiritual Origin Realm beside him suddenly spoke, and a black scorching breath erupted behind him instantly. Come out to suppress Jian Yuntian's aura.

Seeing this scene, all the elders of the Jian family changed their expressions, and all their bodies activated their spiritual power, and the three middle-level auras of the spiritual origin rushed out in unison, barely resisting the aura of the black-robed man.

The Jian family steward's face became gloomy. There is a strong man at the peak of Lingyuanjing. If today's matter is not handled well, it is very likely that there will be no Jian family tomorrow.

"Haha, Patriarch Jian, and Patriarch Fengyun, did you think of today when you expelled me from the Jian family?"

Yu Zhengyu, who was on the side, saw that the expressions of the members of the Jian family changed, and the complacency on their faces became more and more intense.

"Yeah, I didn't expect today to happen, but on that day, I didn't expect that the dignified young master of the Yu family would faint from my fright, and the yellow and white things would flow all over the floor!"

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth hooked slightly, and met Yu Zhengyu's eyes.

"you"

When Yu Zhengyu heard Jian Fengyun exposed his scandal, he immediately became angry and pointed at Jian Fengyun not far away, speechless for a long time.

"Stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

Suddenly, the black-robed man who was confronting everyone in the Sword Family seized this opportunity and made a sudden move, and the dark black spiritual power instantly possessed him.

Almost at the same time, a claw made of condensed black flames appeared on Jian Fengyun's body in an instant. The speed was as fast as wind and thunder, and even the elders of the sword family at the side had no time to rescue him.

"Fengyun, get out of the way!"

Jian Yuntian at the side let out a deep shout, moved his body, left phantoms in the air, and rushed forward.

However, Jian Fengyun didn't seem to hear Jian Yuntian's shout, his body didn't move, he just quickly pulled out the Flowing Light Sword and laid it across his body to block the black-robed man's attack.

In fact, Jian Fengyun knew the moment the black-robed man made a move.

However, this time, he couldn't dodge it. This black fire claw combined with the aura of the black-robed man at the peak of the spiritual realm, directly suppressed Jian Fengyun.

The gap between the fifth heaven of Tongmai Realm and the peak of Lingyuan Realm is huge.

The sword energy of the Liuguang sword seemed to be drawn, and it shone in front of Jian Fengyun's chest.

The next moment, the claws and swords collided.

Jian Fengyun only felt as if he had bumped into a ten thousand jin boulder, a loud sound resounded in Jian Fengyun's chest.

The moment the Liuguang sword collided with the steel claw, Jian Fengyun let go immediately, but the all-out blow from the peak of the Lingyuan realm was too strong, directly deforming the Liuguang sword and smashing it at him, making him want to The idea of ​​using the streamer sword to relieve force was completely shattered.

His body was blown away and hit the tea table not far away. The whole tea table was instantly torn apart, and the teacup fragments mixed with sawdust flew away.
The boy fell to the ground, his face was terribly pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he barely stabilized himself.

"Evil Fire Cultivation Technique, you are an evil cultivator!"

Jian Fengyun raised his head, a pair of sharp eyes shot out a surprised and bloodthirsty light.

He instantly recognized the exercises used by the man in black.

Evil cultivators, as the name suggests, are warriors who practice evil exercises. Evil cultivators are powerful, but practicing will lose the warrior's nature.

Jian Fengyun fell in his previous life, and the leader who participated in the siege was an evil cultivator—Xie Tian.

The great emperor's evil cultivation skills are extremely strong, and his body is covered with evil fire, which is equivalent to the aura of the black robed man in front of him.

After 3000 years, he was reborn. Now that this evil cultivator has appeared again, where is this man in black robe in front of him? Could it be that Xie Tian's minions have spread here?

"You actually know evil cultivators?"

The man in black froze, his eyes turned cold, and he was about to strike again, but Jian Yuntian was already blocking him.

Zheng~
Holding the silver long sword, the faint sound of Weng Ming echoed, and the aura of the middle stage of the spiritual realm spread, mixed with an extremely powerful sword aura.

"You dare to attack Fengyun in my sword family's territory, you are courting death!"

Almost at the moment when the words fell, the sword in Jian Fengyun's hand moved, and the silver-white sword energy transformed into three streaks in the air and shot directly at the man in black.

"Sword Intent of the Wind!"

I saw that the black-robed man let out an exclamation, and hastily made several imprints with his hands, and his spiritual power surged, forming a gray shield in front of him.

The sword energy collided with the gray shield, sending out a wave of aftermath, shaking the surrounding seats.

"Sky Cloud Profound Sword!"

Almost at the moment when the aftermath dissipated, Jian Yuntian's body sped up, and the long sword in his hand protruded out, transforming into dozens of sword qi, aiming at the black-robed man's heart.

"So much sword energy, how is it possible!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Shan's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

"Brother!"

On the side of the Yu family, Yu Zhengyu exclaimed, his face became tense.

The man in black was on the verge of life and death, just when everyone thought that Jian Yuntian was about to kill him with a single sword strike.

A jade talisman suddenly appeared in the hand of the man in black.

"Earth talisman, escape!"

The jade talisman suddenly shattered, and the figure in the black robe also disappeared suddenly.

Jian Yuntian's sword landed in the air, and a wisp of white sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, directly smashing the green stones on the ground into powder, and then scattered away.

"Unexpectedly, Jian Yuntian, you have improved your sword skills a lot after you left there for a few years!"

The man in black appeared next to the members of the Yu family again, his voice sounded, and his breath was obviously a little unstable.

"Hehe, your Excellency actually has a land talisman, it seems that he is not from Bei'an City!"

Jian Yuntian held the sword with his hands tied, his gaze flickered, and he said coldly.

"The Patriarch's strength is so strong, it seems that the heavens will protect my Jian Family!"

The steward and disciples of the Jian family immediately showed excitement when they saw this scene.

Jian Fengyun in the corner had already stood up, with some shallow wounds on his arms, or scratches by sawdust and porcelain.

Seeing this scene, his pale face moved slightly, as if thinking of something.

"Hehe, don't think that Jian Yuntian's swordsmanship is superb, we have nothing to do with you, we are here to redeem people this time, whoever blocks you, we will not be polite to anyone!"

The Patriarch of the Yu Family heard the words around him and sneered, but his eyes were fixed on Jian Fengyun.

"I won't let you take Xue'er away!" Jian Fengyun's breath was weak, but his words were firm, and he looked at Yu Shan firmly.

"Hehe, with you alone, can you stop my Yu family?" Yu Zhengyu, who was on the side, couldn't hold back long ago, and sneered.

"It's not just the patriarch Fengyun, but also me!"

"Yes, and me, don't even try to take away my sword family members."

I don't know who will take the lead, the disciples of the Jian family stepped forward one after another, blocking Jian Fengyun, and at this moment, all of them are united.

"Don't even think about taking people from my sword family away!"

"Protect the young patriarch and resolutely resist the Yu family!"

The stewards of the Sword Family were also mobilized and rushed forward one after another.

Jian Fengyun was surrounded by a sea of ​​people, and his heart felt warm. This family seemed to be bloody. He saw that the leader of the crowd was Jian Qiuping.

(End of this chapter)

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