Jiang Ruan couldn't continue to wait in the same place, and always felt that if he didn't go over, something big would definitely happen. After thinking about it, he said to the dark guard, "Go find someone to help, find something to do for Uncle Tai's family, and let their family head be a little calmer!"

Jiang Ruan rarely spoke in such a stern tone, always with a bit of sharpness between his gentle eyebrows and eyes, and the secret guard felt that such a young master Jiang had some indescribable strangeness. In terms of seniority, that uncle Yuyao can be regarded as his elder.

The secret guard is just the secret guard of the Jiang family, obeying Jiang Ruan and Jiang Ruan's father, and everyone else's orders will be delayed. As long as it is an order issued by them, even if it is to sacrifice his life, he can only choose to obey Jiang Ruan's order, "Yes!"

After the secret guard left, Jiang Ruan also controlled the mecha wheelchair to rush there, but when he passed through a remote and uninhabited area, his chest hurt suddenly, and his eyes, which he had never felt before, hurt as if they were about to explode, forcing him to choose an emergency landing.

"Hurt ......" was almost a blink of an eye, and fine sweat flowed from Jiang Ruan's forehead, and he covered his eyes with both hands. Not only did his eyes hurt, but there was also a sharp burning pain in his chest, as if he was suffering a great deal of torture, "What the hell is it...... What's wrong?"

Jiang Ruan didn't finish saying this, the whole person was stunned, fell off the wheelchair, and lay upside down, if it weren't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, everyone else would wonder if he died suddenly. After a while, Jiang Ruan, who was lying down, opened his godless eyes strangely, returned to his wheelchair, and sat quietly. The scene is really weird.

If someone is here, they will find that Jiang Ruan is very wrong now, and he is stunned and has no breath.

In the silent air, there seemed to be a sigh of nothingness, and the friction of the long sword out of the sheath, "I don't care......"

On the other side, Zhong Sun Yuan was already holding the sword heart in one hand, and between the waves of his hand, illusory sword shadows shot towards the only target. However, Uncle Yuyao's unlocking level is very high, and the speed is also staggering, and she can always dodge the moment the sword shadow hits her.

Of course. She dodged though. But the ground is not good, a sword shadow is enough to explode a large pit a few meters deep, not to mention that every time Zhong Sun Yuan makes a move, there are hundreds of sword shadows, and the light blue sword shadow can make a positive place Zhao Liang.

There was almost no interruption in the sound of explosions. The entire ground was buried with stirred up rubble and soot. Zhong Sun Yuan didn't use his eyes to judge the other party's position at all. There is no need for a sound, but a powerful divine sense, always guarding against the sneak attack of Uncle Yuyao.

"Four directions and five elements. Heaven and Earth Qiankun ...... "Zhong Sun Yuan simply added the sword technique, and dozens of sword shadows that were far more than ten times stronger than before rose from the four directions of the sword array and converged at one point, forming a sword shadow of hundreds of meters, carrying a powerful sword qi, and a sword fell.

Tai Uncle Yu Yao just used his ability to spread his hands, and instantly appeared under the sword shadow, Zhong Sun Yuan found this detail, his hand froze, and the sword shadow with manipulation also appeared illusory for a moment. At this time, Uncle Yu Yao's hands slashed the sword shadow into two pieces.

Boom Boom - The remnants of the sword shadow continued to fall, leaving a huge sword mark hundreds of meters long on the ground, and the ground also cracked several meters.

"It's a pleasure......" Uncle Yuyao hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "I have hidden dangers in my body, and I can't use all my strength, so you still show the skills of your heyday." Your ability reminds me of some of the contents of ancient books......"

Zhongsun Yuan was not moved at all, this world originally had a true civilization of cultivation, and it was not surprising that the ability of sword cultivation was recorded in ancient books. She pursed the corners of her mouth, and her eyes fell on Uncle Yuyao's injured hands, which were almost peeled open.

Zhong Sun Yuan is indeed angry in her heart, she had a quarrel with her uncle's family before, and now she was "invited" by forced means. It's impossible for her not to get angry after this successive treatment, but now that she has fought a game, her anger has dropped a lot.

She wanted to say no more, but looking at Uncle Yuyao's provocative and disdainful eyes, Zhong Sun Yuan couldn't say this. Not to mention that Uncle Yuyao had murderous intentions towards herself early in the morning, where is there any possibility of reconciliation at this time? The other party is unwilling, and she is unwilling.

In fact, at this time, both of them have a bit of a taste of riding a tiger.

Zhongsun Yuan thought that Uncle Yuyao was Jun Yuan's biological mother, and he really didn't want to kill her, let alone fight too hard to make the other party breathless and take a break. And Uncle Yuyao himself is also entangled in his heart, and he habitually puts everything in his stomach, and no one understands.

The final result was that the two of them joined forces to demolish the entire private house of Uncle Tai's family, with a radius of more than ten kilometers, and there was hardly a good place. should also be glad that the area of Uncle Tai's private house is very large, and the surrounding mountains are all personal property, otherwise it will really be big.

Zhongsun Yuan was self-detonated Yuanying crossing, and it has only been less than three years since he rebuilt, and his strength has not recovered much at all. If it is really a quick decision, and she is desperate with Uncle Yuyao, she is very sure, but if she is forced to play a tug-of-war, Zhong Sun Yuan will not be able to bear it.

"Haha......" gasping for breath, Zhongsun Yuan hid behind a boulder, the sword heart in his hand was already very dim, if he continued to carry it hard, he didn't know what would happen. Zhongsun Yuan's eyes rolled, and he quickly thought about the solution.

It's like a roof leak that happened to rain overnight...... She secretly gritted her teeth, and finally decided to put away the sword heart and take out an ordinary long sword magic weapon. Although this thing can't stand Uncle Yuyao's fist at all, it can still respond to emergencies more or less.

Zhongsun Yuan held a few talismans between his fingers, his forehead was full of sweat and dirt, and the whole person was gray-faced, looking very wolfish.

Although she is a mechanism warlock, most of the mechanism items used to make zuò are auxiliary life, even if she has a certain combat power, she is usually used to live and rest.

She couldn't help gritting her teeth, if she made her own zuò more lethal mechanisms...... It's not going to be so passive at this point.

Just as he was thinking about it, a joking voice suddenly came from overhead, "What...... I can't beat people, so I just hid and cried?"

Zhong Sun Yuan was angry in his heart, and Uncle Yuyao hit the boulder with a fist, and the entire ground trembled and roared, and a whole boulder directly exploded into countless pieces. She didn't care if the rubble hit her body, she only had her opponent in her eyes.

Zhongsun Yuan didn't say a word, and at the same time recited the magic formula, a talisman burned out, a black thundercloud gathered above his head, the electric sound thundered, and hundreds of thunderbolts with the thickness of his little thumb chased after Uncle Yuyao and smashed over.

As a poor man, Zhong Sun Yuan didn't have many talismans around him at all. Besides, she is a sword cultivator, and the sword heart is the main weapon, and for her, the talisman is actually a means of fighting after the local tyrant monk has exhausted his spiritual power.

"The waters of the four directions, all converge here!" Another talisman disappeared into his fingertips, and the strange appearance of the ground was enough to drown the water flow of the calves, and countless water arrows attacked towards Taishu Yuyao, and with the thunderclouds in the sky, the entire area became a minefield with dense electricity.

In the face of this posture, Uncle Yuyao not only did not show the slightest worry, but her gray eyes flashed a playful light.

"If this is your last resort, all I can say is ...... You're so naïve!" As soon as these words fell, a scarlet-colored hideous mecha suddenly appeared where Uncle Yuyao was, and the muzzles of four large-caliber energy guns of black holes were aimed at her.

Zhong Sun Yuan had taken a course in the military academy, and he could more or less judge the level of the mecha in front of him...... An extremely rare king-level mecha means that the pilot is at least a sixth-order unlocked ...... There was more sweat on Zhongsun Yuan's forehead.

She and Wan Jingchen have fought each other, and the other party can't beat him in a simple competition, but he has never used a mecha.

According to the mainstream saying in this world, the strength of the mecha master is the strongest only when he is with the mecha.

How could a flesh and blood body resist the power of steel? A glimmer of light flashed in Zhong Sun Yuan's mind, and he vaguely knew why the original Xiuzhen civilization had disappeared...... Also, cultivation needs to look at qualifications, there is no one in ten thousand, and the way of immortality is difficult and dangerous step by step, and the person who can go to the end is indeed strong, and can even shake the mountains and rivers and change the sun and the moon. But how many people can get this far?

And in this world, eight or nine out of ten students in military schools do not have the qualifications to cultivate truth, but they can fly mechas. Even if the rank is not high, it is enough to cause heavy casualties to monks below the Yuan infancy...... Could it be that the Xiuzhen civilization here really disappeared like this?

There wasn't much time for her to think, she raised her shield, calculating in her mind how powerful the four energy guns would be when fired together. Not only that, but there must be more powerful energy weapons on top of the mech.

She was short of breath, and she had a feeling of fledgling nervousness, and even the hand holding the magic trick was trembling slightly.

"You ......" Uncle Yuyao was still hesitating, and the hand couldn't fall for a long time.

She couldn't kill Zhong Sun Yuan, even if that face was so similar to Ye Shangxiu, and the tone of speech and temper were similar, but there was still no way to start, after all, there was also her own blood flowing in this body.

As he was speaking, Uncle Yu Yao's eyes widened suddenly, and right in front of him, a slightly familiar sword qi seemed to be about to split the world and crash down towards him.

In an instant of life and death, Uncle Yu Yao manipulated the mecha to open up a dimensional barrier, and barely dodged the sudden attack.

This is definitely not Zhong Sun Yuan, that little girl is already at the end of the crossbow, could it be another person with the same ability?

Not only was Uncle Yuyao surprised, but Zhongsun Yuan was also confused by this sudden change.

However, before she could react, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she fell forward, and the whole person was unconscious and didn't know what was going on.

Thankfully, she didn't actually fall to the ground, but was about to pounce on the ground when she was stopped by a pair of very transparent hands. Faintly, the tip of the nose seems to have a familiar and long-lost fragrance.

Uncle Yuyao looked coldly at the transparent person in front of him who was about to disappear, and then looked at Zhong Sun Yuan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked, "Who are you?"

After a long time, the man's hands were in the shape of sword fingers, and he wrote fine and flowing words on the messy and soft ground. (To be continued......)

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