"Ahh

A wail came from behind Jia Lian.

It was Jia Shunwen, who was nailed to the wooden wall by Chu Qingxiao's flying sword, who was saved by the disciple of the white hump.

As Chu Qingxiao's eyebrows raised, a flying sword flew out of Jia Shunwen's shoulder, and blood suddenly gushed out of the wound.

Where could a noble son like Jia Shunwen endure such pain, wailing while rolling on the ground, blood spilled all over the ground with his embarrassed movements, and splashed in the messy medicine shop.

Jia Lian's face was pale, but he didn't look back, but stared at Liaoyuan with murderous eyes, and also stared at the two hemp ropes in Liaoyuan's hand.

It was recorded in the dossier that the Xue family's father and son were hanged in prison.

"I have no intention of messing around with Your Excellency anymore, you have read the file, people are also injured, and the majesty of this Heaven Survey Division has also been revealed!" Jia Lian said in a deep voice, his face was as cold as the cold wind in the winter moon.

"Since Your Excellency can't produce evidence, let me take my nephew to be treated, and as for the price that Chu Si will pay, the white hump will be liquidated."

Jia Lian said that he turned around and was about to leave.

"Elder Jia stays." And at this moment, the voice of the prairie fire sounded.

Jia Lian turned around when he heard this, but at this time, Liaoyuan's hand holding the hemp rope was slightly raised, and one of the hemp ropes flew into the air under the support of an invisible force, came to the beam above the medicine shop, and tied a dead knot by itself.

At the same time, Liaoyuan's other hand stretched out, and Jia Shunwen, who was rolling in pain on the ground, was enveloped by a force at this moment, and flew into the air, and his neck involuntarily slowly came to the mouth of the hemp rope exposed.

"What are you going to do!?" Seeing that his nephew was in trouble, Jia Lian's killing machine condensed into substance.

All his forbearance finally exploded completely at this moment.

Zheng!

A sword roar came out from the scabbard behind him, and Haoran's sword intent rose from the sword body, and at the same time, the huge spiritual power spread out like a tide.

A long sword flew out, enveloping Jia Lian's anger, and went straight to the front door of Liaoyuan at an extremely fast speed.

It was Jia Lian's sword, called the White Flying Ruler.

Although it's just a spirit sword.

But it is the top grade of the many spirit swords in the Yaoguang Sword Pool.

And he has been by Jia Lian's side for many years, and he has the same heart, and under Jia Lian's urging, his combat power should not be underestimated.

But Liaoyuan looked at the flying sword that attacked, his delicate face was like a mirror lake, and there was not a trace of ripples.

Zheng!!

When the flying sword came to a place that was only half an inch away from the center of Liaoyuan's eyebrows, it let out another sword roar.

More high-pitched.

More urgently.

But at the same time, there is also a hint of ......

Fear.

The speed at which the blade flew suddenly stopped, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall.

Then a wisp of red breath poured out from the center of Liaoyuan's eyebrows.

Thin and soft.

It touched the tip of the flying sword, and then surged down the tip to the blade.

Just by blinking his eyes, the red clarity wrapped around the sword body, completely enveloping it in the red aura.

Jia Lian frowned when he saw this.

The flying sword he had just inspired was a bit of a spare.

At this point, he was still trying to restrain himself.

He knew that it was important to kill Chu Qingxiao.

But to be justifiable, to be able to kill Chu Qingxiao by blocking the mouths of the Martial King's Mansion and the Prison Heaven Division is the most important thing.

So this sword, he wants to save his nephew more.

But what he didn't expect was that the symbiotic deity of this unknown origin Chu Qingxiao seemed to be more powerful than he imagined.

He was about to press his spirit sword again, hoping to break through the strange method of burning the plain.

But the moment this thought just rose, a crimson light suddenly lit up in Liaoyuan's eyes.

The next moment, the red aura that was wrapped around Jia Lian's flying sword suddenly became scorching, turning into raging fire.

Zheng!

Jia Lian's face changed, and he heard his sword blade screaming.

And because the mind is connected to the sword body, the sword body is in an extreme pain under the scorching of that strange flame, and this pain is also transmitted to Jia Lian's soul.

Jia Lian's face turned pale, and his means of trying to stimulate his spiritual power came to a standstill.

Zheng!

Zheng!

The sorrowful roar on his flying sword became more and more intense, and even on the sword body of the spirit sword, an undetectable crack appeared, and as time passed, the crack had a clear tendency to spread.

He's going to destroy the Spirit Sword!

Such a thought came to Jia Lian's mind in an instant.

For the first time, fear welled up in his heart.

"You ......" he looked at the prairie in shock and anger, as if his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

But at this moment, the spirit flame that was lingering on the spirit sword suddenly converged, and the sword body of the spirit sword trembled, and it fell down at this time.

Liaoyuan stretched out his hand and grasped the spirit sword called the White Flying Ruler.

He reached out and stroked the crack in the sword's body, his eyes pitying.

"A sword is a good sword."

"It's a pity that I didn't meet a good match."

As he spoke, his fingers brushed over the blade of the sword, and the cracks on the sword disappeared miraculously.

Whether it is the terrifying power of the spirit flame burning the spirit sword and almost destroying the spirit sword, or the means of repairing the spirit sword at this moment, it is still an incomprehensible and even incredible means for Jia Lian, who has served as an elder in the White Hump for many years and has seen a lot of time.

The look on Jia Lian's face was frightened, he also gasped heavily, bent his back, covered his heart, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead couldn't stop falling.

And it's not just him.

Everyone present looked at the man in white standing in front of Chu Qingxiao with a frightened expression at this time.

They could never have imagined that Chu Qingxiao's symbiotic deity would have such terrifying combat power and would be able to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with a powerhouse of the Six Realms.

And looking at his calm posture at the moment, it seems that all this is just an insignificant little thing to him.

It was only at this time that everyone present realized that the order of this Great Commander of the Heaven Survey Division seemed to be far from being as simple as it seemed.

Everyone was stunned and amazed.

But the astonishment and surprise did not last long.

"Hmm!"

"Hmm!"

"Hmm!"

A low wail that seemed to suffocate suddenly sounded, pulling everyone back from the shock of the terrible means of burning the plain.

They subconsciously followed the sound and saw that above their heads, under the beam of the pharmacy, Jia Shunwen's feet were constantly shaking in mid-air.

His hands were clutching the hemp rope, his face was purple, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and the hemp rope around his neck was tightened as he struggled, pulling out a blood mark on his neck.

This white hump's Jia Gongzi, who was fighting with Jia Lian in Liaoyuan, was hung in mid-air all the time.

In the stall that no one noticed, in front of everyone's eyes, he was about to be strangled to death by this hemp rope.