"I want to see how hard your neck is!" was spat on his face with blood foam, Song Daiyu was angry, only to see the palm that was clasped on Fan Xun's throat twisted hard, and suddenly there was a crisp 'click' sound.

The "Third Brother !!" looked at Fan Xun, who had lost his vitality and only flesh and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and there was grief and anger above the city.

At the beginning, Fan Xun was still a little-known small casual cultivator, and one day after a tragic fight, he finally snatched a herb from the mouth of the demon beast, but he encountered the Li family killing people and robbing the goods, and the critical moment was the old man of the Zhang family, who was the head of the Zhang family at the time, came to the rescue.

This matter, for the old man of the Zhang family, was not taken to heart at all, but for Fan Xun, it was of great significance, or an indelible memory in his life.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring. Since then, Fan Xun has gone crazy in cultivation, and with extraordinary perseverance and superior qualifications, he finally broke through to the realm of Yuan Shi after a few years. Later, for the sake of the family's interests, Fan Xun went incognito, raised a bounty group in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, and began his decades-long career of licking blood with a knife head.

In a small place like Sanye Town, a beginner master is so strong, no matter where he goes, he will be treated as a guest, but Fan Xun has never complained, and for more than ten years, he has been deeply rooted in the mountains.

Even after the death of the old man of the Zhang family, Fan Xun still had no second heart, the Zhang family suffered a catastrophe, not only did he not take the opportunity to set up another mountain, but also helped each other desperately from beginning to end, even if the brothers who followed him from birth to death fell one after another. All this is just because his heart has long belonged to the Zhang family.

Such a loyal and courageous person, Zhang Mochen only called him 'Third Uncle', and Zhang Tianbing and others shouted 'Third Brother'.

After returning to the Zhang family, Fan Xun was also happy, even if the Zhang family's calamities came one after another, but his heart was sweet, and nothing could be compared with his family. If there are thorns in front of you, you will join hands to overcome the thorns, and if there is Longtan in front of you, you will go hand in hand, and there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome under the affection.

However, the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes, maybe the Zhang family will become a famous family like Mount Tai in the future, but Fan Xun will not see that day.

The grief of the Zhang family once again fueled the twisted pleasure in Song Daiyu's heart, and he saw him throw Fan Xun's body above the city with a wave of his arm.

"Fourth brother, you must hold out until Jingnan is out of the customs!"

The familiar voice was still echoing in his ears, but the pair of resolute and unyielding eyes had been closed forever, Zhang Tianbing clenched his teeth, held back the rolling tears, and after giving an order to Zhang Tianchi, he jumped down from the city and rushed towards Song Daiyu.

Zhang Tianchi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but it was too late, and Zhang Tianbing had already swooped down. This time, the 'Living Hades' did not go berserk, the grief and hatred had completely calmed him down, but under that silence was a monstrous hatred, like a volcano that was crushing the magma.

The clothes and belts folded, the purple dragon came out of the sheath, Zhang Tianbing shouted, and a dragon head suddenly condensed out, and she roared at Song Daiyu before.

Fan Xun was defeated by his own move, not to mention Zhang Tianbing, who only had the strength of an intermediate Yuan Master, Song Daiyu stretched out his arm to the sky, those five fingers were in the shape of tiger claws, and the yellow vitality was tightly wrapped, although it was static, it had terrifying power.

"Boom!"

The dragon's head came in an instant, distorting the space and completely exploding at the same time, and the residual streamer and visible ripples in the air completely submerged Song Daiyu, so that he couldn't see his figure.

The corners of Zhang Tianbing's eyes forced out a thousand feet of cold light, like a thousand-year-old ice pick piercing people's hearts, and the purple dragon in his hand danced again, drawing several cold lights in the air and then prompting a dense dragon scale sword qi.

The dragon scale sword qi tore through the space and galloped through the air, and after each sword qi, a long air wave mark was pulled up, and it shot fiercely towards the distorted and blurred space. However, after a while, the overwhelming sword qi seemed to be an arrow shooting on a ball of cotton, only making a muffled popping sound.

The attack failed, Zhang Tianbing burst into tears again, and the sword in his hand instantly turned yellow, like a purple dragon hovering in the golden clouds.

The power of the Purple Dragon Sword is terrifying, coupled with the inertia of Zhang Tianbing swooping down, this sword will be injured if it is touched, and it will be killed if touched.

However, the refreshing feeling of cutting meat with a quick knife did not come, on the contrary, Zhang Tianbing only felt that he was stabbed on a piece of thousand-year-old black iron, and the tiger roar that shook at the same time could not enter for half a minute burst into spider web-like blood lines.

Just when Zhang Tianbing's face was shocked, a hand stretched out from the distorted space, as if it was a fetter to hell, the speed was very slow, but it was impossible to dodge.

"Fifth sister, be careful!"

Zhang Tianchi shouted loudly, but it was too late, and the skinny hand was already clasped on Zhang Tianbing's throat.

Song Daiyu held Zhang Tianbing in the air like this, with a sneer in his mouth, and disdain in his eyes, the continuous attacks just now didn't hurt a single hair of his hair at all, and even the clothes on his body were not wrinkled a little.

"Thin skin and tender meat, I'm a little reluctant to kill you. There was a warm and jade-like refreshing feeling in the palm of his hand, and a trace of strangeness crossed Song Daiyu's eyes.

"Kill... Kill me!" The purple dragon sword landed, Zhang Tianbing spit out a few words with difficulty, and his late autumn-like eyes slowly closed. She only hoped that her generosity would rekindle the flames of war in the hearts of her already frightened people.

"Hehe, that's what you want. Song Daiyu didn't want to be spat on his face anymore, and the last trace of pity in his heart was completely swallowed by his ruthlessness. "When you get to the Netherworld, don't resent me, if you want to blame, blame your Zhang family for a damn evil obstacle. ”

I don't know if it was out of respect for Zhang Tianbing, or because he wanted to completely destroy the psychological defense line of the Zhang family, Song Daiyu did not directly pinch Zhang Tianbing's neck this time, but used Yuan Li.

The idle left hand gradually protruded, and the strong vitality gradually condensed, even if it was still accumulating, the left hand that turned into a fist was intimidating. If this punch continues, can there still be a living head?

Crushing Fan Xun and capturing Zhang Tianbing alive can be described as a great victory and a great joy, whether it is the Li family, the Song family or the bloody clothing faction, they all have vicious pride on their faces.

The family is happy and the family is sad, the people of the Zhang family have not yet come out of the shadow of Fan Xun's fall, and their temporary patriarch Zhang Tianbing has been caught alive again, and his life hangs by a thread.

Zhang Tianchi pressed his hands on the wall of the city, and his ten fingers grabbed fiercely, leaving ten blood marks, and some of his fingers and nails had been completely taken off, but this pain of separation of flesh and bone could not dilute the pain in his heart at all.

If it weren't for the family's heavy responsibility falling on Zhang Tianchi's shoulders, even if he was sent to death, he would not hesitate to rush down.

On the one hand, he gritted his teeth and resented, and on the other hand, he laughed and joked, but it did not affect the yellow light on the fist gradually thickened.

A moment later, the fist was charged, and the furious energy steamed up the air around it, and the air ripples visible to the naked eye surged.

However, just as Song Daiyu was about to raise his fist and blast out, the banter on his face suddenly disappeared, and it was instantly replaced by a solemnity and consternation. His powerful perception told him that an aura no weaker than his own was flying.

Seeing Song Daiyu's expression change suddenly, no matter which side it was, they were slightly stunned, however, this doubt did not last too long in their hearts, with the sound of an explosion of wind in their ears, everyone looked at Song Daiyu's line of sight, and a figure leaped from the mountain behind Zhangjia's house, the speed was as fast as a meteor breaking through the sky, and the momentum was as strong as a meteorite flying sideways.

The one-sided scales finally tilted, and the calculation of victory and defeat became confusing, which can be seen from the reversed expressions of both sides.

"Deadly General!!

"Jingnan !!"

Song Daiyu only hated that he hadn't killed Zhang Tianbing earlier, and now he didn't have a chance to get off the phone, because the strong aura was not aimed at him, but a young man behind him, his precious son, Song Qingzhu.

Abandoning Zhang Tianbing, Song Daiyu was furious, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and he rushed up, and with one palm, he collided with Chen Jingnan when he was about to approach Song Qingzhu.

The confrontation between the junior generals was extremely shocking, even a simple collision completely distorted the air in this airspace, and the energy aftermath spread out like ripples in the water, sweeping up countless sand and stones at the same time, shaking everyone on both sides back a few steps, and the weaker ones felt even more difficult to breathe, and their faces turned pale.

Surrounding Wei to save Zhao, Chen Jingnan's figure flashed to Zhang Tianbing's side, looking at his somewhat haggard face, and his brows couldn't help frowning tightly because of heartache.

"I'm sorry, I'm late again. ”

"It's not too late!" Zhang Tianbing squeezed out a trace of sweetness, shook his head slightly and said, "What about Yu Yan?"

Brushing the scattered hair in front of Zhang Tianbing's forehead, Chen Jingnan raised his chin in the direction of the city.

Looking in the direction, Zhang Tianbing smiled with relief, because there was a shadow standing on the head of the city at this time. The blue clothes are fluttering, the breath is slow, like a fairy descending to earth, elegant and refined, the aura is extraordinary, and the microwave light eyes are also looking at Zhang Tianbing, and the distress is overflowing.

"Alright, go up, I'll take care of the rest. Chen Jingnan smiled slightly and said.

"Well, you be careful, Brother Xuan Song and Shen Lian should have already brought the news to Mochen, don't fight hard, try to delay the time. His face returned to solemnity, Zhang Tianbing nodded and instructed, and then flew to the top of the city on tiptoe.

Seeing Zhang Tianbing return to the city, Chen Jingnan's eyes became cold as he slowly turned around, even if it was the height of summer, if he was touched by this look, he would feel that he was in the abyss of ice.

The butterfly sword buzzed, as if telling the desire for blood, Chen Jingnan raised the sword with a cold face, his steps were not in a hurry, but he was heavy and heavy, and every time he landed, he would step on an obvious footprint.

The distance was less than ten meters, Chen Jingnan stopped and raised his sword, pointing directly at Song Daiyu.

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