If this palm is slapped down, Murong Jiu will really die.

The strange red light in the hand of the master of the Yan Fu was like a red ball of light, staring at Murong Jiu menacingly.

Murong Jiufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, even at the moment of life and death, he did not flinch in the slightest.

It's just that Ye Qinghuan's countless delicate appearances flashed in his mind, and a deep reluctance welled up in the depths of his heart.

'Bang'!

Murong Jiu tried his best to palm it, but he couldn't block the attack of Yan Fu's master's light ball, and the light ball directly forced his palm to stick to his heart, and through his palm it shook to his heart.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Murong Jiuying's thin lips!

The owner of Yan Fu stepped back with a cruel smile, and blood sprayed on the ground, which was shocking.

With this palm, Murong Jiu will definitely die-the master of Yan Fu is completely sure.

"Murong Jiu!" Huangfu Yunhua shouted loudly, flew forward, and helped Murong Jiu, who had fallen to the ground.

He was half-squatting on the ground, and Murong Jiu was supported by him.

Murong Jiu's body seemed to have lost its strength, and his phoenix eyes gradually lost his mind, and it was obvious that the palm had broken Murong Jiu's heart, even if the divine doctor was reincarnated, he would have no way to return to the sky.

Huangfu Yunhua's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and when he looked at Murong Jiu like this, he suddenly thought of his precious daughter.

If...... If Huanhuan woke up and learned that Murong Jiu was dead...... Will she still be alive?

Huangfu Yunhua was frightened for a while, and instantly grabbed Murong Jiu's shoulders and shouted, "Murong Jiu! Wake me up! Huanhuan is still waiting for you! If something happens to you, what should Huanhuan do? ”

The master of Yan Fu watched coldly, and the masters of the palace were also injured, lying on the ground and unable to get up, and no one fought with the master of Yan Fu.

Perhaps he was completely sure that Murong Jiu would die, so the master of Yan Fu quietly admired Murong Jiu's expression before he died, and did not make a move to replenish Murong Jiu's palm.

"Huan...... Huan ......" Murong Jiu's mouth kept gushing out blood, and following Huangfu Yunhua's words, he pronounced the name that made his heart ache.

Oh, yes...... If he died, how sad would the little girl be......

No...... Can't die...... You can't die!

The phoenix eyes that were gradually godless seemed to reappear with a shallow light, which was a will to survive.

"Murong Jiu, think about Huanhuan, Huanhuan will be sad for you, you must hold on!" Huangfu Yunhua had never said such sensational words in his life, but he was really panicked at this moment, afraid that Murong Jiu would die and his precious daughter would not survive.

Then, he won't be able to live.

Seeing that Murong Jiufeng's eyes seemed to have a light again, such a strong will to survive made the Yan Fu master feel a little uneasy.

He sneered, strode forward, looked at Murong Jiu and said coldly, "It's all like this, what are you struggling for?" Let's let this seat give you a ride! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, and a wave of scarlet light slowly condensed in his palm again.

Huangfu Yunhua's eyes sharpened, and when the owner of the Yan Fu had not yet made a move, he suddenly raised his palm and attacked the heart of the master of the Yan Fu!

But the master of Yan Fu sneered, and instantly grabbed Huangfu Yunhua's wrist, and a strange force restrained Huangfu Yunhua, and Huangfu Yunhua suddenly couldn't move.

The master of Yan Fu and Huangfu Yunhua came and went, but they didn't notice that Murong Jiu, who was on the verge of death, had a surprising change......