Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 48
"Ants? Hehe"

Jian Fengyun looked at the five black-robed men in the True Spirit Realm who were coming towards him, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the thick murderous aura on the side of his body condensed into substance.

"The last person who talked to me like this, the grass on the grave is already a thousand feet high, you really want to die!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were bloodshot, like a Shura who came out of hell.

The Jian family suffered heavy casualties.

Looking back, since January, the members of the Jian family have respected him as the young patriarch, and Jian Yuntian has taken extra care of himself. He cherishes this difficult family affection and family affection, and he, who was an orphan in his previous life, cherishes it very much.

Although he didn't say it, but this month, he has long regarded the members of the Jian family as his relatives and members.

Now, relatives and clansmen are dead, injured, and fallen, but as the young patriarch of the Jian family, he can't save them, and can't reverse the situation of the battle.

His heart was full of rage, and his previous emperor-level state of mind made him look calm.

The five black-robed men got angry, and one of them said, "Young man, no one taught you that before you die, you should accumulate some morals for yourself?"

The breath of the True Spirit Realm condensed on the five black-robed men, and they all crushed towards Jian Fengyun.

"Whoever kills my Jian family, I will pay back a thousand times!" Jian Fengyun said.

The moment the words fell, Jian Fengyun shot out an extremely mysterious formula in his hand.

Zheng!
In an instant, an earth-shattering sword cry resounded.

boom!
The black mask covering Bei'an City suddenly split open, and a pitch-black, majestic and deadly aura suddenly descended on the people in the city.

People in the city watching the battle from a distance

"What's the matter with that gray light in the sky? Why do I feel so depressed that I can't help but kneel down."

"Me too, out of breath, trembling inexplicably!"

The warriors in the city panicked. Among the Wang family, Wang Jing's face was already blue with tension, and her fair little hands were covered with sweat.

Wang Yu on the side also held his breath, staring intently at the figure in white in the distance.

It was a gray sword aura coming through the air, that aura seemed to be able to split the world and make the mountains and rivers pale.

In mid-air, Venerable Black Fire seemed to feel that breath, his face changed drastically, his heart sank, and he exclaimed.

"Diwei! Quickly, defend with all your strength!"

As he said that, he no longer cared about the Dongyang County King at his side, put away his mount with a wave of his hand, sacrificed the Changqin in his hand, and urged all the power in his body.

In an instant, black fire filled the sky, and the sound of magic spread throughout the city.

The five black-robed people in the true spirit realm suddenly realized that they seemed unable to move when they heard Venerable Blackfire's voice. Feeling the killing intent from the soul, their dead souls suddenly burst out, and they quickly propped up a black shield .

boom!
The sound of a huge collision of spiritual power suddenly sounded, and the tyrannical aftermath instantly spread in the air and unfurled a gust of wind.

In the middle of the aftermath, a black figure flew upside down, accompanied by a gray sword energy that was weakened to only one tenth, and fell towards the five black-robed men in the true spirit realm on the ring.

"Puff puff!".
The protective shields on the five black-robed men lasted less than a second, and they all shattered, and the five black shadows were thrown into the air, spitting blood.

The aftermath of the sword energy bombarded the arena, and the arena shattered open, gravel splashed, and stone powder filled the sky.

Jian Fengyun focused his gaze, and urged Jian Yuanli to turn it into a shield to protect everyone in the Jian family.

"Master!" Seeing this scene, Jian Xueer exclaimed, with a hint of worry on her fair face.

Hu~hu~
A gust of wind swept past, and Jian Fengyun's protective shield struggled to block the aftermath.

"Boy, you really surprised me!"

As soon as the dust cleared, the figure of Venerable Black Fire appeared in front of Jian Fengyun. On the heart of his right hand, there was a penetrating wound soaked in blood. His eyes were fierce, and he waved his hand to break Jian Fengyun's shield.

In his heart, Jian Fengyun was originally an ant.

However, this ant knows the formation method to instantly improve the realm of martial arts, and can also use the formation method to injure him.

The palm was pierced through, and I can't remember how many years I haven't suffered this kind of injury.

In this small place, there are only a handful of people who can hurt him like this, but now, an ant has actually done this by relying on the formation.

Venerable Black Fire stood three feet away from Jian Fengyun, the black fire rising from his body erupted with a tyrannical aura, his eyes were burning and deep, as if he wanted to see through Jian Fengyun's eyes.

"Don't hurt the young patriarch!"

Suddenly, a figure sprang out, with several blood-red wounds on his body, bleeding.

Jian Qiuping!
Seeing this figure, Jian Fengyun was taken aback, a little surprised.

I had defeated him before, causing him to lose his family's No.1 status.

"Young patriarch, Qiuping has benefited a lot from the swordsmanship you taught in the past month. I will block him for you. You go first. Your future is absolutely earth-shattering. As long as you live, the sword family will be famous all over the world one day."

Jian Qiuping stood firmly in front of Jian Fengyun, holding a sword in his hand, looking directly at Venerable Black Fire in front of him.

Ever since the day Jian Fengyun defeated him and didn't kill him, he had a complete understanding and had great respect for Jian Fengyun.

This month's preaching, the kendo he learned beside Jian Fengyun made him see the road of martial arts clearly, and Jian Fengyun was already a god-like belief in his heart.

His belief in martial arts made him not afraid of Venerable Black Fire, who was in the spiritual realm.

"Swear to protect the young patriarch!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch!"

"Swear to protect the young patriarch!"

I don't know who got the head start, the blood in the bones of the Jian family disciples, the blood in the bottom of their hearts was just awakened, the sound was like thunder, and the body staggered from the back to the front.

"Young patriarch, you must leave, where there is you, there is the Jian Family!"

In the red eyes of the disciples of the Jian family, they pinned their hopes on Jian Fengyun.

Looking at those pairs of firm pupils, Jian Fengyun's eye sockets were inexplicably red and moist.

Venerable Heihuo looked at everything in front of him coldly, his eyes always stayed on Jian Fengyun's body.

In his eyes, these ants are insignificant, and the only one worthy of his attention is the boy in white in front of him.

Looking at him, pondering, pondering, seems to think of something, but not sure.

"I'm like this in my life, how can I fall behind? I, Jian Shuwu, followed Patriarch Ling Tian back then, and he saved my life. Today, even if I take this old life, I can't just sit and watch his son die in front of my eyes." !"

The third elder Jian Shuwu also dragged his injured body, stepped forward pretending to be relaxed, and forced a smile.

"Naturally we can't fall behind!"

The First Elder Jian Qiuming and the Second Elder also stepped forward together. Although their bodies were seriously injured, there was only the light of firm hope in the cloudy eyes on the old faces.

All the grievances and grievances disappeared at this moment.

"What are you fighting for? As the head of the family, I promised my elder brother to take good care of Fengyun and the Jian family. With the current situation, I will give up my life to protect you and leave safely!"

Jian Yuntian wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, spoke firmly, his gaze swept across the Jian family members kindly, and finally fell on Jian Fengyun's face.

In the hearts of the Jian family, he always had a serious appearance, but now his kind appearance fell into their eyes, but there was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

Seeing the words of the members of the Jian family and their forced smiles, Jian Fengyun suddenly shed tears from the corner of his eyes.

In his previous life, he ruled the world, all the way from an orphan to a great emperor. For thousands of years, there were endless hardships. Many followers died for him, but he never shed tears.

However, today, facing a group of young warriors who were no match for the True Spirit Realm, their deaths made him cry.

It can be said that this was the first time in his life that he cried.

"You are a bit like a peerless strongman in my impression. I decided that even if you hand over the formation today, you will die!"

Venerable Heihuo came back to his senses, there was a hint of fear in his deep eyes, and he spoke coldly.

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