Mo Xiaodao looked at Pan Mengjie's cold and domineering eyes, was stunned for a while, and walked away silently.

However, the Tang knife in his hand was not sheathed, as long as Pan Mengjie was in danger, he would kill Emperor Fan Long even if he was scolded by Pan Mengjie.

Anyway, I'm used to being scolded by you...

Mo Xiaodao stood aside, looking at Fan Longhuang with a focused expression, not noticing that Chang Shuofeng had come to his side.

A sour smell emanated from Chang Shuofeng's body, but Mo Xiaodao didn't realize it, which made Chang Shuofeng extremely angry.

Pan Yun said with concern: "Daughter, be careful. ”

Now Pan Yun no longer has the slightest affection for Fan Longhuang, when Fan Longhuang was still Fan Zhong, he actually admired this young and handsome young man, but this young man felt that he was not worthy of the daughter of the head of Wujimen, so it was convenient for Pan Mengjie to break up and go to the rivers and lakes to practice.

Later, more than a year later, a young swordsman named Fan Longhuang appeared, and the dragon sword technique was infinitely powerful.

When Pan Mengjie brought Fan Longhuang back and said that he was going to get married, Pan Yun actually agreed in his heart, and he was extremely enthusiastic about Fan Longhuang, and even told him about the Wujimen Overlord Gun and he who had not yet married Pan Mengjie.

In Pan Yun's opinion, all this was already a matter of time, and it didn't matter if he told him earlier, but he never thought that Emperor Fan Long would actually want to kill him.

said that it was the unknown force that coveted his Wujimen's overlord gun, everything Emperor Fan Longhuang did was for the good of Wujimen, what happened to this young man on the rivers and lakes and became so hypocritical?

In the field, the sound of the wind sang happily around the two like elves, and the song of the wind seemed to blow the story between Pan Mengjie and Fan Longhuang.

Pan Mengjie looked at Fan Longhuang coldly, and Fan Longhuang was still about to say something, when he saw the spear in Pan Mengjie's hand stabbing fiercely into his chest with an indomitable momentum.

"Xiao Pan, don't you really care about the relationship between us?"

Fan Longhuang used the dragon sword in his hand to parry the stabbing shot, and said softly, he clearly sensed that this shot Pan Mengjie had moved his true character, and the strength was surprisingly great.

Pan Mengjie's phoenix eyes showed countless vicious colors, she withdrew her spear, turned around and swept Fan Longhuang.

Fan Longhuang was also really angry, jumped up, and stabbed at the Baihui acupoint on the top of Pan Mengjie's head, this move was simply too vicious, and he seemed to be completely unconcerned about the intimate relationship between the two before.

Mo Xiaodao exclaimed in surprise, and saw Pan Mengjie take a step forward, dodging a sword stabbing at the top of his head, and the spear in his hand also stabbed towards Fan Longhuang in the air.

Fan Longhuang sneered and said, "Xiao Pan, you want your husband to be a eunuch." ”

His light swordsmanship was too skillful, and he turned around in the air to drive the long sword, and accurately stabbed the tip of the spear that stabbed from below, and then with this force, Fan Longhuang rose up into the air again.

Mo Xiaodao thought that Fan Longhuang was going to escape, and just wanted to make a move to cut Fan Longhuang in half, he saw Fan Longhuang holding the long sword in his hand upside down, and the whole person seemed to be fused with the sword, and stabbed at the Baihui acupoint on Pan Mengjie's head again.

This sword that fell from the sky was extremely fast and ferocious, and Fan Longhuang's whole person seemed to have turned into a giant dragon, and he pressed down with a terrifying dragon might.

Pan Mengjie looked up at the stabbing sword and let out a sharp scream, like a phoenix.

Pan Yun exclaimed, "Evil Phoenix Spear! Has she actually practiced to this extent? ”

The evil phoenix spear is a branch of the Wuji Gate, and Pan Yun also knows some marksmanship, but he thinks that this marksmanship is too vicious, so he doesn't practice it in depth, but he doesn't expect that his daughter can practice this marksmanship to the fullest.

Pan Mengjie's eyes were as black as ink at this time, as if she was enchanted, and the ordinary spear seemed to have spirituality, stabbing towards Fan Longhuang's head at an extremely tricky angle.

The tip of the spear spit out a phoenix like a substance, Fan Longhuang looked at the phoenix, adjusted the angle, and collided with the phoenix in a few moments.

An extremely harsh sound came from the two men's weapons, and the spear could not withstand the pressure, and gradually bent.

Fan Longhuang didn't spare any strength, he pressed it with more force, he looked at Pan Mengjie's dark eyes, like a demon, and his heart was already full of fear.

Pan Mengjie's flaming red lips showed an evil smile, and she didn't seem to care at all what would happen next.

Even if it is the same death.

Mo Xiaodao stepped out at an extremely fast speed, but was stopped by Pan Yun with a faster speed.

"Old man, what are you doing! That's your daughter! ”

Mo Xiaodao was anxious, and yelled at Pan Yun angrily, but Pan Yun was unmoved, and after grabbing Mo Xiaodao, he was still focused on watching the fight in the field.

"My daughter, it's going to be fine, just look at it."

Pan Yun said lightly, he couldn't see through his daughter, but he trusted her very much.

The spear gradually bent down, Pan Mengjie was unmoved, and the smile on her face did not change in the slightest.

With a click, the spear was broken, and the long sword pierced into Pan Mengjie's shoulder without hesitation, and Emperor Fan Longhuang was overjoyed, so he wanted to take Pan Mengjie hostage and escape from Wuji Gate, but he didn't realize that the broken spear was sucked in the palm of Pan Mengjie's hand.

Pan Mengjie held the dragon sword with one hand, and her jade-white hand was cut by the sword qi, and red blood flowed out.

But she didn't feel the slightest pain, she held it tightly, and the other hand holding the broken spear stabbed towards Fan Longhuang's heart.

Fan Longhuang was still in the air at this time, and after he succeeded, he had already relaxed his vigilance, and wanted to fall to the ground and catch Pan Mengjie, but he didn't expect her to make such a move.

The broken spear pierced into Fan Longhuang's heart without the slightest hesitation, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his chest.

Fan Longhuang fell heavily to the ground, the blood stained the ground red, his internal strength was profound, and he didn't die for a while.

The people who watched them fight in the field let out a cry of surprise, but they didn't expect that Pan Mengjie and a girl would actually use such a murderous move.

The blood stained the ground where the two of them were standing red, and Emperor Fan Long knew that he was going to die, and he didn't hide himself.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he smiled like a ghost, although his voice was weak, it was still enough for Pan Mengjie to hear.

"Hey, hey, hey, even though you killed me, your most precious thing will never come back. And the adult behind me couldn't tolerate that. ”

Pan Mengjie looked at his smile coldly, a smile that was even more disgusting than the most disgusting thing in the world, and the hand holding the spear trembled involuntarily.

The inky pupils gradually returned to their normal eyes, and although the eyes returned to normal, the resentment revealed in the eyes could not be erased by anything.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

Pan Mengjie's voice was cold, and the broken spear pierced into Fan Longhuang's mouth, and the broken spear leaked out of the back of Fan Longhuang's head, Fan Longhuang opened his mouth wide, and tears slowly flowed out of his eyes.

His teeth were shattered by the internal force attached to the broken spear, and the sharp pain from his mouth made his body tremble and roll violently like a loach, and Fan Longhuang's eyes stared at Pan Mengjie, as if he had seen the most terrible devil in the world.

The people next to him couldn't accept this terrible picture and turned their heads sideways.

Fan Longhuang's throat made the sound of lotus, and gradually the sound became smaller and smaller, and he could no longer make it.

This famous swordsman eventually died in the Wuji Gate.

Pan Mengjie let go of the hand holding the broken spear and looked up at the blue sky, the warm sunlight sprinkled on her body, diluting the cold murderous aura on her body.

"Is it over?"

Pan Mengjie bathed in the sun, looking at the people around her, Pan Yun looked at her daughter, and couldn't speak with her mouth open.

Overlord Gun··· This ancient weapon, which has been handed down from ancient times to the present, is now coveted by an unknown force, and Pan Yun can't help but worry about the future of Wujimen.

So what kind of force is it? Emperor Fan's martial arts have become so strong in one year, it should have something to do with that force.

However, his daughter's martial arts have also become very powerful unconsciously.

Pan Yun looked at Fan Longhuang on the ground, he had tried the martial arts of this young swordsman once, and it was much higher than him.

However, his daughter's martial arts are also very powerful...

Pan Yun thought, looking at his daughter, there was a faint pain in his heart, the process of becoming stronger in martial arts was too cruel for a girl.

Mo Xiaodao stepped forward and said, "Xiao Pan, are you okay?" ”

Pan Mengjie looked at Fan Longhuang on the ground, and said quietly: "It's okay, thank you, Xiaodao." ”

She was in a very chaotic mood now, and the words that Fan Longhuang said before his death were deeply entangled in her heart like a nightmare, and this feeling made Pan Mengjie feel like falling into the abyss.

Those disciples with trousers gradually regained their consciousness after the death of Emperor Fan Long.

Pan Yun instructed his disciples to find a place to bury Emperor Fanlong's body, and inform the rivers and lakes of the events in this Wuji Sect.

As for those disciples who had already left, Pan Yun estimated that after Emperor Fan Long's death, those disciples who had left would probably recover and continue to return to the sect to practice martial arts.

Li Tiancheng stepped forward and said, "Star Alliance detective, if you are not at ease, please leave it to me to investigate and deal with the forces behind it." ”

Pan Yun nodded, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you, knight!" From now on, if you need help, Wujimen will do its best to help you. ”

Li Tiancheng said with a smile: "Thank you for the master, if I want to catch the thief in the future, I have to help me a lot." ”

Pan Mengjie walked past the two of them in a daze, Mo Xiaodao walked quietly behind, Chang Shuofeng, Liu Jiangang, Long Tianfeng, Murong Yanran, Li Xiaoyun, and Fairy Zhuzhu and Xiao Lazy also walked behind as if they were in line.

Li Tiancheng and Pan Yun: "······"

Pan Yun looked at Mo Xiaodao's back and sighed: "Xiaodao, this kid, if I can, I kind of want to marry my daughter to him." ”

After speaking, he shrugged helplessly and said to Li Tiancheng: "Let's go, I invite you to eat the best hotel in Shangyun City." ”

Li Tiancheng looked at the long list of people over there, and smiled helplessly: "Thank you, boss, I'll call them over." ”