Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 30 The tribe came to help, a strong enemy has appeared

"What are you going to do, why not wait here for my Wang family to come to rescue?"

Wang Jing kept waving her long spear to fight off the guards, her red clothes were already drenched in sweat.

"I'm going to save Xue'er, no one can stop me!"

Jian Fengyun knocked back the three warriors with a single palm, his face finally turned ice-cold, his body was surging with sword energy, and his aura rose.

"You..." A look of worry flashed across Wang Jing's beautiful eyes, and the corners of her lips parted slightly, wanting to persuade.

However, Jian Fengyun's figure had already flew away.

"Yuanli transforms into a sword, and the nine swords accompany you!"

The cold words sounded, only Wang Jing was left with a haughty figure.

Jian Fengyun's white robe was fluttering, and the sword essence glowing with white light condensed nine spiritual swords by his side, and the tyrannical sword energy shot up into the sky.

In an instant, the eyes of the entire square city were attracted, and the light on the boy in white was too dazzling.

Behind him, Wang Jing held a spear in her hand, and Qianying unconsciously froze in place.

The young man in white stepped out step by step, accompanied by nine spiritual swords. Along the way, many guards of the Yu family were bleeding directly, their weapons were broken, and bright red splashed.

With almost every breath, someone fell down, and a hole was instantly opened in the surrounded situation.

"Run, he is not human, he is a devil!"

"Killing God, Jian. Jian Fengyun, ah."

"No, kill me, ah~"

Under the wash of terror and murderous aura, the guards of the Yu family finally broke down and fled away.

From the depths of Fangshi to the front of Fangshi, the white robe on Jian Fengyun's body was already stained blood red, it was the blood of those who blocked him.

Jian Fengyun's gaze was indifferent, surrounded by nine swords, exuding an aura that belonged exclusively to the superior.

At this moment, the look of the No. 1 emperor in the previous life finally showed on him.

He saw Xue'er's figure, but she was already in a coma at the moment, and was held in the hands of the man in black.

"Jian Fengyun, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, the Nine Swords are with you, the emperor's swordsmanship, but no matter how deep you hide, this body of the holy soul has also fallen into the hands of my Liu Pan!"

Not far away, Liu Pan's unruly voice sounded, and under the black cloak was a black mask.

"Let her go, I will spare you!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the black-robed man with cold eyes, and with the power of the sword on his body, the nine spiritual swords that had been dyed bright red floated up into the air.

"Hehe, Jian Fengyun, don't think that just because you know the way of the emperor's sword, you can defeat me. The peak of the spirit energy realm and the peak of the spirit yuan realm, a whole big realm, is beyond your imagination!"

Liu Pan sneered, and said to Jian Fengyun.

"Nine swords in succession, the emperor is furious!"

Jian Fengyun didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly struck, the nine blood-colored spirit swords brought sword shadows in the air, and shot at the black-robed men one by one.

"Black fire qi, block it for me!"

Liu Pan glanced disdainfully at the nine blood swords in the air, and with a wave of his hand a raging black flame spread out, turning into a mask to protect his body.

A blood sword landed on the black fire shield and was directly blocked.

Seeing this scene, Liu Pan's eyes became more contemptuous, and he sneered.

"Hehe, my black fire qi is a flame condensed by collecting thousands of dead qi, and ordinary spiritual power can't get in at all!"

Jian Fengyun's face was calm, he pinched the magic formula in his hand,

"Use my essence and blood, use my sword spirit, nine swords in succession, die!"

The next moment, Jian Fengyun shot out nine drops of blood essence from his fingers and landed on the nine blood swords in the sky.

The moment the essence and blood came out of his body, Jian Fengyun's face turned pale instantly, as if all the energy in his body had been exhausted.

The Blood Sword Curse uses one's own blood essence to activate the sword energy, which can instantly increase the power of the sword energy by more than three times.

This Blood Sword Curse is a secret art of Jian Fengyun's previous life, the body's essence and blood are extremely precious, excessive consumption will even directly damage the foundation of the warrior, so ordinary warriors would not take it out easily, but Jian Fengyun used it at this moment.

Xue'er was Ling'er in the previous life. In order to let him reincarnate, she sacrificed her body and cultivation, and was punished by heaven for him; in this life, no matter what, I will not allow anyone to hurt Xue'er.

The blood dripped on the hilt of the sword, instantly causing the nine-handled long sword to radiate a burst of blood, and the aura directly overwhelmed Liu Pan's aura at the peak of the spiritual realm.

call out!call out!call out!
Nine swords were connected, one sword landed on top of another sword, and turned into a bloody long sword, which directly broke through the black fire shield and penetrated Liu Pan's body.

The blood sword is like a rainbow, and the sword energy is overwhelming.

Jian Fengyun's figure appeared next to the man in black, and he took Xue'er into his arms.

"How...how is it possible, I didn't expect that I would do everything possible to plot against the Yu family, but in the end the body of the holy soul is still in your hands"

The eyes under Liu Pan's mask were filled with disbelief, anger, and unwillingness until everything disappeared.

"Jian Fengyun, you actually killed my guest minister of the Yu family. Today, even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu will not be able to save you!"

At this moment, on the spacious street outside Fang City, Yu Shan, the head of the Yu family, suddenly appeared leading a large number of Yu family children.

"Jian Fengyun, you deserve death. Do you know who Liu Keqing is?"

"Liu Keqing is the eldest disciple of the second elder of Dan Yuanzong, you will definitely die!"

All the elders of the Yu family, even some Dharma guardian elders who had never been seen before, appeared, including those Yu family children, there were about a hundred of them, blocking Jian Fengyun's way.

Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold, it was definitely not a coincidence, when he was killing people in Fangshi before, the members of the Yu family didn't show up for a long time, now, just after he killed Liu Pan, this group of people came suddenly.

"Oh my god, he is Jian Fengyun, why is he so murderous, he doesn't look like the rumored trash at all!"

"The robes are all stained red with blood, how many murders did he commit?"

"What do you know? This Jian Fengyun was the son of Jian Lingtian, the number one expert in Bei'an City back then. Killing some people is just a matter of waving his hands. Didn't you see that all the elders of the Yu family were killed by him?"

In Bei'an City, countless warriors were attracted by the Yu family's actions, and they gathered around to watch.

"Who dares to bully my sword family disciple!"

A cold voice sounded.

At the same time, among the spectators, a group of sword family disciples filed in, holding weapons in their hands and looking aggressive.

"Fengyun, are you alright?"

Jian Yuntian, who was the leader, saw Jian Fengyun's red body and pale face, and couldn't help frowning.

"I'm fine!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly.

"Jian Yuntian, your Jian family really wants to protect this Jian Fengyun, don't forget, he is the eldest disciple who killed the head of the six northern sects - the second elder of Dan Yuanzong, your actions like this will make your Jian family suffer. !"

In the distance, Yu Shan looked at Jian Yun Tiandao with a gloomy expression.

"With me around for a day, outsiders don't want to use the sword!"

Jian Yuntian frowned when he heard the Six Sects in the North, but he still spoke firmly.

"That's right, you thief of the Yu family, I don't care about you, the northern six sects, the second elder of Dan Yuan, don't even think about touching our young patriarch!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch!"

Looking at the group of children of the Jian family, including some deacons and protectors, and the three elders, all of them were dispatched, facing the Yu family, their aura was like a rainbow.

Seeing this scene, Jian Fengyun's heart warmed for no reason. He never expected that it was a member of the Jian family who swore to protect him at this critical moment.

At this moment in his heart, he officially became the young patriarch of the sword family, and he also had an extra responsibility for the sword family.

"Really! Are you ants looking down on this old man?"

At this moment, an extremely tyrannical coercion instantly fell on everyone present.

(End of this chapter)