In the face of a natural disaster attack that could threaten the Heavenly Rank powerhouse, Mei Yuan could not think of many ways, either flee or gamble with his life.

Although natural disasters are measured, everyone who understands them knows that the so-called natural disasters also come from man-made, whether intentional or unintentional, there is a beginning and an end.

"As long as you survive this tornado, everything will be calm. Mei Yuan comforted herself and walked in the direction of the tornado step by step. Obviously, he wanted to use his own strength to protect the disciple of the Purple Wood Sword Temple.

In front of the tornado hurricane, Mei Yuan's body appeared even smaller, and he was swallowed by the hurricane in just an instant.

Suddenly, a huge purple tree grew out of the tornado hurricane, and the sword qi emanating from the tree gathered into a barrier, which was bound to block the hurricane.

However, the damage area of the tornado hurricane was very huge, and even with the power of the Mei Yuan Heavenly Rank realm, it was still impossible to stop it all.

"Is this really the power that this world has?"

Mei Yuan was secretly frightened after a short period of resistance, he had been exposed to the power of wind and thunder in the Heaven Rank realm, and that kind of destruction was far less than the impact in front of him, endless, as if he had fallen into an eye of the wind, no matter how much he used his strength, he would not move at all.

"If I go down like this, let alone save those disciples, I'm afraid even I will die here. Mei Yuan's thinking is very clear, he also knows how to make trade-offs, and after determining that his judgment was wrong, he immediately made another choice.

Suddenly, just as Mei Yuan wanted to retreat, a figure slowly approached from behind him, and a cold dagger pressed against the back of his heart, it seemed that as long as he used a little force, he would lose a heaven-level powerhouse in this world.

"Uncle Mei, long time no see. ”

This voice, this title, is undoubtedly a disciple of the Shenmu Sect, and being able to quietly appear behind Mei Yuan is enough to prove that his strength should not be underestimated.

"Su Jingli, it turns out that you are also here. Mei Yuan was a little surprised, although he knew that Su Jingli was still alive, he never guessed that he would meet in this place.

"Uncle Mei, if I want to kill you, even if you are a heaven-level powerhouse, if this knife goes down, you will still die. Su Jingli didn't do it directly, but made threats, which shows that he still has something to ask Mei Yuan, or has a question to consult.

"What do you want me to do?" Mei Yuan was threatened by a junior, and he was extremely unhappy, if he hadn't been restrained by the tornado, I'm afraid he would have slapped Su Jingli with his backhand.

Su Jingli slowly withdrew the dagger and asked, "I want to know, who is my father, is it you?"

This sentence was very calm when he said it, but before he said it, Su Jingli recalled his experience from childhood to adulthood.

Mei Yuan smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said, "No, if you are my son, you should be surnamed Mei, not Su." ”

Su Jingli roared, "Then who is he, Lan Xiaoyun?"

Mei Yuan shook his head and said: "Although many people think that you are his son, but I know that you are not, if I am not mistaken, there was a person from the upper realm who came to the Shenmu Sect back then, and he didn't leave for long, and your mother had you." ”

Su Jingli was shocked when he heard this, and said in disbelief: "You said that my father is in the upper realm?"

Mei Yuan shook his head again and said, "This is just my speculation, if you want to know the truth, just ask your mother, she knows everything." ”

Su Jingli was a little distracted, he had hidden this question in his heart for more than twenty years, but he didn't expect it to be such a result.

"Master and nephew Jingli, since you have found the answer you want, shouldn't you help your uncle and fight off this tornado hurricane together. Mei Yuan gradually struggled, and finally had to ask Su Jingli for help.

"Uncle Mei, although you are not a great traitor, you are not a good person, if I help you, the last person to die in the tornado hurricane will be me, and you will step on my body and leave. Su Jingli broke Mei Yuan's thoughts, and just in case, he took out a dagger again and put it at Mei Yuan's heart.

"Do you really think you can kill me with a dagger?" Mei Yuan wasn't worried that Su Jingli would be able to stab himself to death, but that didn't mean he didn't mind having a dagger that threatened him.

"How much do you know about the power of the Heavenly Rank Realm, some people can't enter the Heavenly Rank in their lifetime, how can it be that you can threaten with a dagger in your mere realm. ”

As soon as Su Jingli finished speaking, the dagger in his hand received a force, directly piercing Mei Yuan's physical defense, and his purple clothes were instantly soaked with blood.

"How is this possible?" Mei Yuan was shocked, and when he was resisting the tornado hurricane, he couldn't help but have a fork in his breath when he was running Zhoutian, and he was cut by the wind blade.

Su Jingli did not kill Mei Yuan with one blow, but withdrew the dagger in his hand halfway, and turned around to leave the area where the tornado was located, without the slightest drag.

It's not that Su Jingli can't bear to kill Mei Yuan, or he can't kill him, but he thinks about the consequences, if Mei Yuan is severely injured or even killed here, then he will be swallowed by a tornado hurricane, and life and death are unpredictable.

"The dagger...... Can it actually hurt me?" Mei Yuan knew that the situation was not good, although Su Jingli did not hurt the vital point of this thorn, but under the erosion of the tornado hurricane, even a small wound could lead to death.

As a last resort, Mei Yuan turned on his whole body defense and completely cut off the back road he had escaped halfway.