At this moment, the city lord Pan Chuanming couldn't hold back any longer, he suddenly roared, took a step forward, and the figure instantly appeared beside Pan An, and with a wave of his hand, a brilliant long sword slashed at Pan An's two arms and the tongue more than half a meter long like lightning.

Pan An was taken aback, and wanted to retract the deformed blood spirit root, but it was too late, only to hear the sound of "bang", the three blood spirit roots that stretched out to Zhu Yulin were instantly cut into two pieces, and a stream of black-red viscous liquid gushed out from the fracture of the blood spirit root, splashing Zhu Yulin's face.

Pan An quickly withdrew his tongue, and his face was covered in blood. The two arms transformed into flesh again, raised high above their heads. At this point, only two arms remained. He looked at Pan Chuanming with a sad face: "Father, what are you doing!" Why did you cut off my hands! ”

Pan Chuanming was slightly stunned.

At this moment, Pan An's two arms turned into two thick blood spirit roots again, and they grabbed Pan Chuanming's neck like lightning. Although Pan Chuanming was sad and shocked in his heart, he was a golden three-star powerhouse at the peak of his strength after all. He didn't swing the knife again to cut his son's hands, but struggled to dodge backwards.

"An'er, how could you be like this?!" Pan Chuanming shouted loudly at Pan An in a hoarse voice while dodging. Pan An's eyes were blood-red at this time, and his furious and hideous face did not carry any meaning and reason.

At this moment, Ling Yu also appeared in the ward, and he quickly subdued Pan An's two entourages and tightly guarded the door, not letting anyone enter or leave.

In the ward, Zhu Yulin shrank in horror in the corner under the bed. The city lord Pan Chuanming kept dodging, and Pan An waved his two giant claws, desperately attacking Pan Chuanming. As soon as Ling Yu saw that Pan Chuanming was so sad that he couldn't bear to make a move on his child, he pounced on Pan An like lightning.

Ling Yu slapped a palm from Pan An's back, this palm hit Pan An in the back of the heart, Pan An spat out a mouthful of blood, suddenly gave up on Pan Chuanming, and turned to Ling Yu to attack.

Ling Yu instantly pulled out the Tang Dao Nightmare from behind his back, and with a wave of his hand, Pan An's two arms were cut to the ground, unexpectedly, Pan An's shoulders shook, and two arms grew again, and the arms instantly turned into two bright red ghost claws, grabbing Ling Yu's head. Ling Yu also took into account Pan Chuanming's mood, otherwise he would have killed the monster in front of him with one sword. Four or five of Pan An's arms were cut off in a row, and blood was everywhere in the entire ward.

When Ling Yu swung his sword again and slashed off his sixth pair of arms, Pan An, who had gone berserk, seemed to be exhausted. The madness on his face was slowly fading. He sat on the ground with a wilt, his arms swinging weakly, as if enduring endless pain, blood staining the ground beneath him. Eventually, he slowly collapsed to the ground.

"An'er, An'er!" Pan Chuanming shouted loudly and threw himself at Pan An, who had fallen to the ground.

Pan An opened his mouth and took out a large mouthful of blood foam, which flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground. His gaze was slightly sloppy, staring at her father, and said in an inaudible voice: "Four years ago, my father took me to hunt, and in the suburbs, the blood spirit root parasitized me successfully. Since then, I have ceased to be your son. Daddy, kill me, kill me. After a little recovery from that blood spirit root, it will control my body again. ”

"An'er, An'er!!" Pan Chuanming's old body fell to the blood, and his old hands trembled towards the face of his only son. His face was full of sorrow, old tears were full of tears, and he held Pan An, who had lost both arms, tightly in his arms.

Muddy old tears fell on Pan An's face one after another, and mournful whimpering came out of his throat.

Ling Yu held a Tang knife in his hand and stood calmly not far away. His eyes were fixed on Pan An's every move. Pan Chuanming wiped a handful of tears and looked like Ling Yu with a pleading gaze. Ling Yu shook his head slowly, he was helpless.

Pan An has been parasitized by the Blood Spirit Root for more than four years. The Blood Spirit Root had been completely transformed in Pan An's body, and it had long been fused with Pan An's body. For now, Pan An is the blood spirit root, and the blood spirit root is also Pan An.

Ling Yu suddenly saw that a cold light suddenly flashed in Pan An's eyes. He opened his mouth slightly, and a bright red blood spirit root poked out of his mouth again, shooting directly at the heartbroken Pan Chuanming. Pan Chuanming was defenseless at all, but Ling Yu moved, and the Tang knife in his hand was in front of Pan Chuanming in the blink of an eye, and the blood spirit root hit Ling Yu's Tang knife with a "dang" sound. Pan Chuanming was shocked and immediately gave up Pan An's body.

He waved his palms and looked at Pan An on the ground with complicated eyes. Before that blood spirit root could be retracted from its mouth, it was instantly stirred up into a rain of blood by Ling Yu's Tang Knife.

Pan An's last struggle failed, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, with a pair of red eyes, he stared at Ling Yu and Pan Chuanming deadly, and roared in a voice similar to that of a beast: "Give me another year, I only need one year, I can evolve into a blood ancestor, and at that time, none of you can help me." It's a pity, it's a pity. But you Han people are almost finished. ”

Ling Yu and Pan Chuanming were both slightly stunned. I saw Pan An's terrifying face stained with blood slowly tilted to the side, and his round eyes gradually lost their vitality.

"An'er...... It's because Daddy was too careless to take care of you...... An'er ......" Pan Chuanming once again threw himself on Pan An's corpse, and the old tears were in full swing.

Ling Yu sighed. The two slowly walked out of the room and looked deeper into the hallway, where several medical staff were whispering. Seeing Ling Yu and Jin Ling'er looking over here, they immediately stopped talking.

"Who of you knows how many people here have been parasitized on the Blood Spirit Root." Ling Yu said softly, "I didn't expect that this Blood Spirit Root was really terrifying. ”

At this moment, Pan Chuanming slowly walked out of the ward, accompanied by Zhu Yulin. Ling Yu stepped forward and said bitterly: "Lord Pan Chuanming, the festival is smooth. Pan An left like this, which was not a relief for him. That blood spirit root had been parasitic on his body for four years, and Pan An had been tortured for four years, unable to control his body at all, he was too tired. ”

Pan Chuanming nodded slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief to Tianchang: "Since you saved Li Dongzhi, I suddenly felt that there was always a pair of eyes staring at me, I believed that it was a spy sent into the city by the Blood Spirit Root, but I never thought that he turned out to be my son, these days the murderous spirit clan has harmed him, for more than four years, I always feel that An'er's temperament has changed greatly, sometimes not like my timid and versatile child at all, but I didn't pay attention." If detected two years earlier......"

Pan Chuanming couldn't go on, and two lines of old tears flowed out of his dry eyes again.

It has only been more than half an hour since Ling Yu and the three of them left the team, but what happened can be said to be earth-shattering in Jiashan Town. The reason is not who was parasitic and who died, but the discovery of the blood spirit root in Jiashan Town!

At this moment, Ling Yu's phone suddenly rang.

"Ling Yu, hurry, everyone can't stand it anymore, we are besieged on the road!" The voice on the phone was urgent, and it was Yao Ping calling.

"Mayor Mare! Thunder Dragon: They are besieged, I'll go first! Ling Yu said to Pan Chuanming and ran out.

"Wait, I'll go too!" Pan Chuanming said in a deep and firm voice. He made up his mind to avenge his son!

Ling Yu and Pan Chuanming only walked on the road for less than ten minutes before they arrived at the scene of the attack on the field team. When they were still some distance from the battlefield, the two of them heard a burst of shouts and explosions from the front. More than two dozen golden figures were constantly flying up and down in the valley, and the scene was very spectacular.

In the valley, 11 vans lined up motionless on the road in turn, and around the vans, there were many Silver Star powerhouses, some of them hid behind the cars, some behind the rocks, nervously watching the battle between the Venus powerhouses in the valley ahead.

In the sky directly in front of the convoy, five Golden Two-Star powerhouses, including Lei Long, Luo Kede, Zhu Yunchuan, Yu Xiang and Xiao Yilei, fought with the other party's five Golden Star powerhouses. In the valley below, there were also five Golden One Star powerhouses fighting with several Gold Star powerhouses on the other side, and Jin Ling'er was among them.

Ling Yu let out a loud shout and rushed directly to the bottom of the valley.

The men on both sides looked like they had been fighting for some time, and their movements had become slow, and they were all exhausted. As soon as Ling Yu arrived at the scene, he was the first to take action to solve a golden three-star powerhouse who was entanglement with Jin Ling'er, while Pan Chuanming aimed at the black man who was fighting against Lei Long. At this time, the thunder dragon was already invincible, and he tried his best to just drag the black man. When Ling Yu and the others arrived, the situation immediately changed.

In the sky, the opponent of the thunder dragon was a black man with a height of two meters, and there was a faint golden flame on Zhou's body, and it seemed that he was a real golden three-star powerhouse. The thunder dragon had just flashed the opponent's palm, and when he was worried about dodging the next palm, Pan Chuanming's golden light rushed over with a whistling sound.

The thunder dragon was slightly stunned, and the other party's palm was about to slap on his chest, and a palm shadow with a golden flame suddenly slammed into each other.

There was a loud bang and an earth-shattering bang. The other party's golden three-star black man was photographed upside down and flew out, vomiting blood again and again, and Pan Chuanming also took more than a dozen steps back in a row.

Before the big black man could understand what was going on, Pan Chuanming's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, waving his hand and slapping it again, and this one was patting on the big black man's chest. The big black man screamed miserably, spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated nearly a hundred meters again.

The black man was extremely depressed, and the bearded man who was about to seriously injure the other party suddenly jumped out of a terrifying old man. The other party only used one palm, and he reached a serious injury to himself. At this time, the black man had no intention of fighting at all, so he turned his head and ran. How can Pan Chuanming let him get his wish? He chased after him.

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