"Hehe, what a big breath, I want to see how you let me die." Xiahou Yu laughed angrily, his body was full of momentum, and he was ready to make a move.

"While I don't want to kill you right now, get out of here." Jian Fengyun swept his eyes and said coldly.

"Hehe, you don't want to kill me?" Xiahou Yu sneered and said, "Are you being funny?" ”

"If Childe wanted to kill you, you would have died I don't know how many times, while Childe was still angry, get out!" Jian Xue'er stepped out at this moment, swept her beautiful eyes, and said.

"Presumptuous!" A trace of anger flashed in Xiahou Yu's eyes, and even a maid who followed dared to talk to him like this.

I saw him roar, and the whole person had already stepped out, and he raised his palm and hit Jian Xue'er.

"Be careful!"

When Xiao Yan saw this scene, she immediately shouted worriedly.

The people around him also couldn't bear it.

Jian Xue'er looked thin and weak, and she didn't look like a person with any cultivation. Where can he resist the attack of Xiahou Yu, a powerhouse comparable to the Holy Rank?

Everyone saw a strong wind coming, and Xiahou Yu's right hand was flipped up, and he was already slapping down angrily with an invincible momentum.

"Hehe, with this little strength, you dare to shout in front of your son?"

Just when Xiahou Yu rushed in front of Jian Xue'er, he saw Jian Xue'er laugh lightly, but instead of advancing and retreating, the spiritual power on his hand was condensed, and he stepped forward step by step.

"Boom!"

At this moment, an ice-blue law light erupted from her delicate body.

"Innate Ice and Snow Spirit!"

Xiahou Yu's pupils tightened.

Only then did he know that he had kicked the iron plate. Although the other party's cultivation is not strong, the ice and snow spirit body on her body is definitely an extremely anti-heaven physique, and in terms of talent alone, she is even much stronger than the Tianjiao of her own Divine Pavilion.

Fortunately, she was only at the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and he believed that he would be able to defeat the other party!

"Bang!

His body shook, and the Emperor-rank golden fist glove above his right hand was released at the same time. When this imperial golden fist appeared, it had already condensed a golden giant palm, which was exactly the same as his palm, and raised his hand to crush Jian Xue'er heavily.

Jian Xue'er raised her hand and waved, and the Jun Xue sword above her right hand suddenly appeared, and a sword was swung out.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms intersected, and an explosion sounded, and the two figures took three steps back at the same time.

Jian Xue'er's body trembled, and after three steps, she stabilized in place.

And Xiahou Yu also took three steps back, and three pairs of deep footprints appeared in front of him.

"Hehe, you can't even crush me, and you dare to talk disrespectfully to your son?" Jian Xue'er sneered.

For people who are unfavorable to Jian Fengyun, Jian Xue'er will not be polite to him at all.

"Who are you?"

Xiahou Yu stabilized his body, and when he heard this, his anger was churning

He is the Tianjiao of the Divine Pavilion, and now he has been beaten back by a weak woman, how can he swallow this breath?

"Listen, I'm Gongzi's maid, Jian Xue'er!" Jian Xue'er swept her beautiful eyes and said coldly.

"Handmaiden!"

"Oh my God, what kind of person is this sword Fengyun who has such a powerful maid!"

All of a sudden, countless strange lights swept over and discussed.

"You can't even beat Xue'er, yelling at me is tantamount to looking for death?. Jian Fengyun's eyes swept lightly and said.

"Sword Fengyun!" Xiahou Yu's eyes were churning with anger.

He was first repelled by Jian Xue'er, and now he was said by Jian Fengyun, and only the burning anger was left in his heart.

"Jian Fengyun, if Xiahou Yu is not enough, what about me?"

At this time, a cold female voice came from the crowd.

Everyone hurriedly looked. I saw Zi Linru, who had never spoken, walking slowly. Behind him is the powerhouse of the Divine War Ancient Clan.

"You?" Jian Fengyun's expression did not move.

"I don't know if Xiahou Yu plus me has this weight?" Zi Lin Rumei stared at Jian Fengyun with beautiful eyes and said.

Jian Fengyun didn't even raise his eyelids, he just snorted: "With all due respect, if your realm is not suppressed at the peak of the Spirit Monarch, there is still a chance, but since it has been suppressed, even if everyone present comes up, I am not afraid!" ”

When Zi Lin heard this, her pretty face suddenly changed, and the people of the Divine War Ancient Clan behind her also showed their bad faces.

Xiahou Yu's face became a little gloomy at this moment, and his eyes were on fire, as if he wanted to tear the sword to pieces.

The faces of the people around them also became ugly in an instant.

They felt nothing more than a wave of humiliation.

They have always regarded Jian Fengyun as a small person, but they didn't expect that Jian Fengyun has indeed always regarded them as a small person.

"Jian Fengyun, if they don't have enough, then what about me?"

"And, plus me."

"Yes, no matter how good your maid is, I don't believe she can defeat us all."

All of a sudden, the crowd surged, and almost all the children of these big forces present had to make a move with Jian Fengyun.

"I'm afraid this sword storm is going to end!"

A few bright-eyed people around him, looking at the terrifying formation in front of him, immediately smacked their lips and said, I'm afraid that no one in the younger generation can withstand so many strong people.

"Sword Boy, why don't we retreat first?" Zhou Xiaoyan looked at the situation in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a little numb in her scalp, and said suddenly.

All of a sudden, many people looked at Jian Fengyun and wanted to see how he would deal with this situation next.

But in the face of the menacing crowd, the sword storm is still light.

I saw him smile at Jian Xue'er and said, "Don't worry, these cats and dogs are not enough for me to go!" ”

Rumble!

As soon as Jian Fengyun's words came out, the audience boiled.

In front of him, they are all Tianjiao from the top forces of the Ten Thousand Domains, especially Xiahou Yu and Zi Linru, they are still from god-level forces, and the strength of all of them is an absolute leader among their peers.

However, all these people combined, they are not taken into the eyes of Jian Fengyun, this is also incredible, right?

"Is he in the wrong brain? Or is he holding on? Someone whispered speculation.

"In my opinion, it must be a stubborn fight, this one Xiahou Yu and the powerhouse of the Divine Pavilion is enough for Jian Fengyun to drink a pot, not to mention the powerhouses of Zi Linru and the Shenzhan Ancient Clan, not to mention the surrounding Tianjiao?" Someone scoffed.

"Forget it, since you want me to give you some advice, come and have a discussion."

Jian Fengyun's gaze swept around, and he suddenly bowed.

Everyone looked at this scene, and their eyes were full of horror.

These hundreds of strong men deal with a sword storm, where is this fighting, this is clearly a group fight, I want to take this opportunity to completely end the sword storm!

"Childe, I'll help you!"

Jian Xue'er stepped forward, the laws of ice and snow on her body condensed, ready to strike at any time.

Crepe Xiaoyan in the rear was also slightly pale at the moment, she finally understood, before the sword storm......

(End of chapter)