After Fang Bai jumped to the top of the gorge for more than ten breaths, Hu Ren, Miao Feng, and Hu Yi's family of three also climbed up, and when they saw the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who were surrounded from three sides, their faces couldn't help but turn pale, and they took out their respective spiritual weapons, ran the true yuan, and waited for the battle.

The dozen or so disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace in front of him were all desolate-level martial artists, including four desolate-level consummation martial artists, and Lin Xiaotian, the elder of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and the two deacons should be resting in the huge stone house not far away at this moment.

In Hu Ren's opinion, even if Lin Xiaotian and the other three Hong-level powerhouses of the Dragon and Tiger Palace did not make a move, just the dozen or so disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace in front of them would be enough to give them a headache.

"Brother Bai, for a while, our couple will block the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and you will rush out with Yi'er! If our couple unfortunately falls here today, Yi'er will ...... Please take care of it!"

Hu Ren whispered to Fang Bai beside him, and then exchanged glances with Miao Feng, and the two of them smiled sadly at the same time.

Hu Ren and his wife only have such a son as Hu Yi, they take care of him in every way, love him in every way, and regard their son's life as more important than themselves, as long as their son can escape the catastrophe, they are willing to fall here, and at the same time, they can be regarded as repaying Fang Bai for saving his life.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to run away, I'm going to die!"

Hu Yi said loudly.

"If you let you escape, what are you trembling about? We are dead and you are still there, if you die, the Hu family will be doomed!"

Hu Ren glared at his son, stomped his feet and scolded angrily.

"I ......"

"Alright! Alright!"

Fang Bai interrupted the words of Hu Ren's father and son, and said angrily: "Look at what your father ......and son are talking about? If you meet an opponent and you don't even start a fight with the opponent, you are already timid, how can you win the battle?"

"Uncle Bai is right! Now that the enemy is present, we can't extinguish our prestige! The disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace just cut off the chain bridge and wanted to kill us, but now it's our turn to fight back! Kill!"

Hu Yi's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he has just advanced to two small realms, and it is the time when he is full of pride and high morale, and when he talks about the end, he shouted violently, and he has already rushed out first, and launched an attack on several disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace opposite.

"Yi'er, you're crazy!"

"Come back soon!"

Seeing this, Hu Ren and Miao Feng couldn't help but be taken aback, and while shouting, they rushed forward, trying to stop their son.

The several disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace on the opposite side were all desolate-level consummation martial artists, and all of them had low-grade spiritual weapons in their hands, and attacking them with Hu Yitian-level high-level cultivation was tantamount to sending them to death.

The distance between the two sides of the confrontation was originally very close, and Hu Yi suddenly rushed out, which caught Hu Ren and his wife off guard, and by the time they reacted, Hu Yi had already rushed in front of the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and his fist had already blasted out.

"Kid looking for death!"

Hu Yi was directly opposite a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace with the strength of the Desolate Rank, the corners of his mouth flashed with a cruel smile of contempt and disdain, the long iron spear in his hand shook suddenly, and the tip of the spear pulled out a few big spear flowers, and then stabbed at Hu Yidang's chest who rushed to the front.

Hu Yi is only a heaven-level high-level martial artist, but the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who used the gun is a high-level martial artist of the desolate level, and the gap in such a big realm is that the five Hu Yu attack at the same time, and they are not the opponent of the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace.

Moreover, the iron spear in the hands of the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace was still a low-grade spiritual weapon, the tip of the spear was sharp and indestructible, and it could easily pierce the body protection true yuan formed around Hu Yi's body and pierce his body.

"Yi'er!"

"No!"

Hu Ren and Miao Feng saw that the tip of the iron spear of the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace was less than three feet away from their son Hu Yi's body, and they were about to breathe, and the two of them had no time to save it, as if they saw the scene of their son's tragic death under the gun, they couldn't help but tear their eyes and cry out in grief.

At this critical moment, Fang Bai clasped his arms and stood motionless, with a little smile on his face.

Hu Yi launched an attack on the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, all with enthusiasm, and did not think about whether he had the ability to kill the other party, at this moment, when he saw the iron spear of the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, he was in front of him in an instant, and a strong sense of crisis struck, making his scalp explode, giving birth to an irresistible feeling of despair.

"I'm dying!"

Hu Yi screamed in his heart, at this time he realized that his actions just now were too reckless, and he was afraid that he would have to pay the price of his life, and he couldn't help but regret it, but it was too late.

It's just that although Hu Yi is young, his personality is extremely hard and tenacious, and he refuses to fall like this, and his right fist still maintains an offensive posture of bombarding forward, thinking that even if his life is not guaranteed, he must strive to fight with the other party to lose both, so as to relieve some pressure on his parents and that Bai Dapin.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Seeing this, the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who took out the gun couldn't help but sneer, the arm holding the gun seemed to suddenly become a little longer, and the speed at which the tip of the spear pierced faster and faster, making a slight and sharp sound of cracking air.

The sharp tip of the spear, which was carrying the powerful True Yuan and the power of the spiritual weapon, easily tore through the layer of protective True Yuan around Hu Yi's body, and touched the thin layer of shirt on the outside of Hu Yi's skin.

Hu Ren and Miao Feng all closed their eyes at this moment, and they couldn't bear to look at the tragic situation of their son's fall.

The other Dragon and Tiger Palace disciples at the scene grinned and began to laugh proudly.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a long knife-like golden mang, from Hu Yi's chest, appeared out of thin air, like a thunderbolt, faster than lightning, and slashed through the neck of the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who had shot the gun.

The appearance of the knife-like golden mang was too weird, it was impossible to guard against it, and the speed was unimaginable, and the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who shot out the gun was a high-level martial artist of the wilderness level, and he didn't have time to react at all.

Burst!

The golden mang slashed across the neck of the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace's body trembled lightly as if he had been shocked, and the iron spear in his hand stopped, and he could no longer stab out a single bit.

The Dragon and Tiger Palace disciple's eyes widened, looking at Hu Yi's gaze full of incredulity, the corners of his mouth tugged slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the next moment, his head rolled from his neck to the ground.

Immediately, a stream of blood arrows suddenly poured out from the broken neck cavity.

The long iron spear also fell out of his hand.

Not only the disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Palace who took out the gun, but even the five desolate level powerhouses standing behind him were not spared, and they were slashed from their bodies by the strange appearance of the knife-like golden rays, or their bodies were separated, or their upper bodies slipped off.

In just the blink of an eye, six of the dozen or so Dragon and Tiger Palace desolate level martial artists on the scene fell under that golden mang, including four desolate level consummation martial artists.

(End of chapter)