"Quick, let's do it!"

Hearing Ye Luyin's words, Wen Zhenyan showed a very strange look on his face, and at the same time, he was also motionless.

Yeluyin's brows furrowed slightly.

At this time, Wen Zhenyan looked at Yeluyin and said with a smile: "At that time, it seemed that there was no such thing in your and my conditions, right?"

"Gu Jiuming's cultivation is completely lost now, it's just a matter for you to cut him down, I'll give you one more position as prime minister, why do you need to hesitate?" Ye Luyin said lightly.

"Since it's a matter of effort, then can't you just kill it yourself?" Wen Zhenyan asked with a smile, looked at Gu Jiuming again, and said, "Master Hou, I've let you see Yeluyin now, and now that my shadow guards are all dragged by that ugly man, maybe, I won't be able to help you much!"

After speaking, Wen Zhenyan took a few steps back, looking like he was out of the way.

Seeing this, Yeluyin could only hesitate. Although everyone said that Gu Jiuming was seriously injured and couldn't use his cultivation, no one knew if Gu Jiuming could fight to the death?

However, Yeluyin also knew that the current situation could not allow him to continue to delay time.

First, his gaze locked on Gu Jiuming, and Yelu Yin suddenly swooped down.

Gu Jiuming stood in place, with a touch of determination in his expression, and with one hand, he clenched the handle of the knife at his waist.

When Gu Zhun saw his father like this, his face couldn't help but show surprise: Daddy, is this planning to meet the enemy?

At this moment, Chai Yan, who was fighting with Ma Yulin on the hillside, noticed the situation below and couldn't help but think of the scene before departure.

At that time, Gu Jiuming leaned against the wall, looked at Gu Zhun from a distance, and then said to Chai Yan faintly: "As long as I can kill Yelu Yin and don't mention the reward, at least after my son inherits the position of the Marquis of Zhenbei, the butcher's knife of the imperial court will never fall on him again, right?"

"Lao Chai, this time, if the enemy is really too strong and even you can't deal with it, I will take action and solve all the troubles......"

"Master, if you make a move, won't you have to give up what little life you have left?" Chai Yan's face was full of surprise at that time.

Gu Jiuming just smiled and looked at Chai Yan: "So, Gu Zhun him, I will ask you in the future, Lao Chai!"

Thinking of this scene, Chai Yan was anxious.

Seeing Gu Zhun on the side, Chai Yan hurriedly used a mysterious sound transmission technique and said: "Shizi, don't let the master make a move! If the master fights again with his injuries, his injuries will no longer be irreversible, and his body will decay rapidly from now on, and he can only wait for death!"

The voice was wrapped in magic and came quickly, and only Gu Zhun heard it.

Hearing this, Gu Zhun's expression changed greatly, where did he dare to delay any longer.

As soon as his figure flickered, Gu Zhun rushed towards Gu Jiuming, but Hu Sanlang and Meng Dechun saw that Gu Zhun's movements also suddenly changed color.

Wen Zhenyan on the side saw that Gu Zhun moved, but he raised his eyebrows, and he also moved!

Just when Yeluyin was about to fall and was about to come into contact with Gu Jiuming, there was a "boom".

Yeluyin, who swooped downward, was directly kicked in the face by Wen Zhenyan, smashing the mountain rocks on the side.

"I said stay out of the matter, do you really believe it?, a lowly barbarian like you, wants to kill me Beihou, the town of Great Xia, do you really think I will stand by and watch?" Wen Zhenyan smiled easily, but his afterglow swept over Gu Jiuming and Gu Zhun behind him.

Seeing that Gu Zhun was about to stop Gu Jiuming from making a move, Wen Zhenyan had to strike first, because if Gu Zhun was injured by Yeluyin, then Gu Jiuming would definitely find a way to take Gu Zhun back to Feixue Pass as soon as possible, and would not entangle with Yeluyin again.

In Wen Zhenyan's heart, of course, he wanted Gu Jiuming to make a move, because he understood that as long as Gu Jiuming made a move regardless of his injuries, then Gu Jiuming would die by himself without him doing it.

So now, it should be that he should find a way to fight with Wen Zhenyan and fight almost, so that Gu Jiuming has to give Yeluyin a killing blow.

Jeruyin got up from the rubble, and was not injured in the slightest, except for a little dirt on his clothes.

Dusting off the dust on his body, Yeluyin smiled and said, "Since Master Wen also wants to die, then I will fulfill you!"

When the words fell, Yeluyin tapped twice in the air, and two silver-white snake-like arcs of light flew up smartly, and then, Yeluyin jumped up, and the silver spear in his hand was holding in his hand, and the tip of the spear was raised upward, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and he went straight out.

Wen Zhenyan was not in a hurry, fell to the ground, in front of him, an ancient pen, an inkstone floated up before and after, his fingertips lit up a little golden light, and then he saw that his fingertips golden light fell on that ancient pen.

The golden light of the nib of the pen spreads out, rippling in the air.

At this moment, the spear in Jeruyin's hand stabbed above the ripples in the air, but he could not move an inch.

"It's really worthy of being a descendant of the Wen family, and after more than 40 years, it's already half a step Jindan?" Ye Luyin let out a cry of surprise.

Wen Zhenyan did not have the slightest complacency, but his expression became a little more dignified.

"Break!" a word spat out of Yeluyin's mouth.

Suddenly, the two snake-like white arcs he pointed out suddenly appeared, and then smashed the ripples brought by Wen Zhenyan's pen.

With a "click", this ancient pen was washed into crumbs by two white arcs.

The spear in Yeluyin's hand was slightly back, and then it was thrown down at Wen Zhenyan's head again.

Wen Zhenyan's hands changed rapidly, pinching a few tricks, and the inkstone flew up again, blocking Yeluyin's spear with a "bang".

At the same time, the inkstone in Wen Zhenyan's hand emitted a gray halo, and Yeluyin's spear and one of his arms seemed to be glued to the inkstone.

At this moment, Wen Zhenyan anxiously said to Gu Jiuming: "Master Hou, this Yeluyin has been fixed by me. If you don't make a move, I'm going to die here!"

Hearing this, Gu Jiuming's eyes froze slightly.

Subsequently, the aura on Gu Jiuming's body began to rise steadily, and there seemed to be some kind of power in his body that gradually began to boil.

When the momentum reached a critical point, the long knife in Gu Jiuming's hand suddenly pulled out half of it.

Seeing that Gu Jiuming was about to make a move, Wen Zhenyan's eyes flashed with a touch of joy: as soon as Gu Jiuming made a move, he announced the death penalty, and when the time came, as soon as Yeluyin died, it would still be him who could lead the troops north!

But at this moment, Gu Jiuming suddenly felt that his hand was being held, and the gushing breath was also held down by another powerful force.

Gu Jiuming was a little shocked: "Who is this?"

Just when Gu Jiuming was shocked and didn't have time to look sideways, he heard a gentle voice:

"Dad, let me come!"