"Up and down the Jia Mansion, regard death as home. "The Great Elder was covered in blood, and his white cloth was already stained red. He clenched the long sword in his hand, raised it and pointed it to the sky and shouted sadly.

"Great Elder, no. The old lady stretched out her hand to stop it, although it was not far away, but it was in vain.

As soon as the Great Elder's words fell, the sword pointed at the enemy, and he was ready to sacrifice himself to break through. The long sword stabbed rapidly, facing the long stick that smashed towards the heavenly spirit, and did not dodge it. In the sad smile, there was a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of relief.

"Great Elder......" several exclamations shouted almost simultaneously. But he couldn't stop the Great Elder's determination to sacrifice his life, and he firmly held his long sword and stabbed at the old man with a mask, a master of the late stage of Jindan.

The long stick blew away the Great Elder's bun, and just as a head was about to burst, a spear came out of the air. The tip of the spear was directly pierced into the long stick, and the tremendous force made the old man take two steps back.

"Drunken dreams pick up the lamp to kill all the enemies, live up to the white horse and live up to the flag, military song!" A deep voice sounded, and the flying spear suddenly let out a burst of sound, loud and tragic, with a hint of courage and fierceness. A hand on top of the trembling spear, a man with white hair and a white robe, stood in front of the Great Elder. The spear turned into an afterimage, and suddenly stabbed out, splitting into nine and stabbing at the old man in the mask.

The old man in the mask waved his long stick, blocking the shadow of the gun, and just when he thought he was blocking it all, his shoulder armor hurt. A spear had already passed through the shoulder, and there was another sound, and an invisible internal force vibrated at the wound, directly tearing the wound open, and the person flew out.

"Jia Yu, eldest young master?"

"That cripple of the Jia family?"

"Isn't he crippled?"

Jia Yu held the gun in his backhand, the tip of the gun hung obliquely, and looked at the enemy in front of him with a proud face. At this time, several figures appeared around the old lady, fighting with all their might, and returned to the door of Jiafu with the old lady. Seeing that the old lady was helped up the steps of Jiafu, the crowd who was still fighting stopped tacitly. Only the corpse demon is a guy who doesn't care about it at all, and Hetian is still fighting. And at his feet, the master of the Wang family who was already lying on the ground. Tian Zheng no longer had the arrogance he had started, his nose and face were swollen, and his facial features were almost crowded together, and the exposed skin was bruised and purple.

"When you come to the door, Jia has never been far away, and it is rude. Now, I can return them to you one by one. Jia Yu waved his hand at the Great Elder, and then said. The Great Elder willingly stayed by Old Taijun Jia's side. Hongqin took out two jade bottles from her arms, poured out two pills, one red and one green, and gave them directly to the old lady.

I didn't expect him to be able to stand up. Impossible, it was the iron palm that directly broke all the muscles and meridians of his legs. Even if you survive, you should be wasted. Wang Xiongtuo said with a somewhat ugly face.

It's just that what he didn't know was that before Tang Dynasty left, he sent someone to send a letter to Jia Yu with a medicine bottle. The approximate meaning is that when he was about to go out, he was worried about his sister's safety when he was leaving, and prepared an elixir that could temporarily suppress Jia Yu's injuries and even make him burst out with greater strength. It's a pity that the Tang Dynasty thought too much about the efficacy of the medicine, and also underestimated Jia Yu's injury, and didn't think too much about it in a hurry, resulting in Jia Yu never seeing the effect, and almost didn't catch up.

"It's okay, just a junior, just poison it again. Even if the entire Jia Mansion is a matter of the old man's poison bag. Poison Chunqiu didn't care, and patted the pockets on his body. A faint green mist drifted away. Wang Xiongtuo couldn't help but move his footsteps, and he was a little farther away from him. And the five sons behind Wang Xiongtuo did not feel that they had taken two steps back.

"Yu'er, be careful. These people are the old bottoms of the Wang family, and there are still a group of people who hide in the crowd and don't make a move. The old lady, who had recovered some of her blood, gasped and said to Jia Yu.

"Could it be that this kid will be the overlord gun of the Jia family? Isn't it lost?" a bloated fat man was lying on the roof of a tall building, with a comfortable recliner underneath him.

"The loss of bullshit. Overlord gun, overlord of guns. Overlord nine styles, the military song is one of them. The gun sounded like a trumpet, the gun was unstoppable, the nine guns were one, and the triumphant song sounded again. It's a pity that he seems to have only realized three forms. The old beggar took the wine gourd, took a sip, sighed, and said. His eyes were staring at Jia Yu in white, full of worry.

"Look at your appearance, this is worrying about the safety of the Jia family. Worry about it, you're always called Hanako, and you're still looking ahead. The fat man glanced at the old beggar with disdain, he had seen him more times in this period of time than in all these years, and he was a little immune to his stench. It's just that the fat man can't figure out why this stench can't even shield his sense of smell.

"The white robe is added, and the spear is with him. The disciple of the Jia family, Jia Yu, please fight!" Jia Yu broke off, his whole body momentum was released, and the blue bricks under his feet were cracked. The strength of Jindan's peak suddenly thinner the surrounding air. Without staying any longer, Jia Yu's figure had already disappeared in place, flashing twice in the air, and had already fallen into the enemy crowd. The spear flew, the spear was solid, and it swept within ten feet.

Seeing this, the elders of the Wang family retreated slightly. However, he immediately rushed forward with his weapon in his hand. Sixteen people surrounded Jia Yu, but unfortunately they still couldn't get close. The gun is like a dragon, sweeping like a tiger, and the constantly changing shadow of the gun always appears strangely and suddenly. Even if it was surrounded by sixteen people, the attack from all sides still had no effect.

"The lonely shadow and cold wind fish the snow alone, and I don't see the guests without dyeing my white head. The second type, Aoshuang!" With a soft snort, Jia Yu's figure suddenly disappeared. Under the scorching sun, a snowflake fell, and then countless snowflakes fluttered across the battlefield. A layer of frost appeared on the clothes and weapons of the dozen or so people, and the crisp sound of frost kept coming. Four ice crystal-like gunshots flashed, and after blood splattered, the four people fell from the sky.

This change surprised everyone, and more than a dozen people who were originally hideous were somewhat panicked at the moment. A whistle sounded suddenly, and more than a dozen people who distanced themselves from Jia Yu fled directly as if they were reborn. Jia Yu didn't chase after him, and flew back to the door of Jiafu. He looked up and looked around, and he didn't let go of the room and the house. Finally, he turned around and returned to Jiafu. A group of people from the Jia family, supporting the old lady, also returned home.

"This kid has a good momentum. Unexpectedly, he endured humiliation for so many years. Qian Fatzi looked at Jia Yu's appearance and sighed.

But the old beggar shook his head and looked at Jia Yu's disappeared back with a look of regret. He stood up and looked at the small building where Wang Xiongtuo was. What he looked at was not Wang Xiongtuo's location, but the roof of the building.