An Chengkong collapsed weakly.

He did it, with his body, to protect his friend's promise to descend.

"Eventful!"

The man looked at the blood on his clothes with disgust, but it was just killing a person, and it did not stir up waves in his heart.

Instead, he cared more about his blood-stained clothes.

"Daddy......"

An Wudie wanted to run over, but was stopped by Yang Liuqing with tears in her eyes.

In terms of sadness, she is no less than An Wudie.

An Chengkong did not die, coughed violently, coughed up blood foam and internal organ fragments, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and he could even see that his deceased friend was smiling and came to pick him up.

I said I would protect their siblings, and I did......

An Chengkong has fallen, and no one can stop the other party's footsteps.

Jun Qingluan bit her lip lightly, grabbed a handful of gravel in her hand, and spilled it towards the other party's face.

The other party subconsciously turned his head to dodge, revealing a flaw.

Jun Qingluan seized the opportunity and raised his leg to kick it heavily at its important parts.

"Shhh

The most bitter pain of a man, a woman can't understand, even if the martial arts are high, he is afraid of being hit in important parts, and the person's face is also purple, like an eggplant.

The eyeballs were hideous and bloodshot, reaching out and clawing, pinching Jun Qingluan's neck, which was as thin as a goose's neck, and suddenly exerting force, regardless of her struggling hands, and lifting her off the ground.

"Slut, just kicked me in the crotch!"

scolded angrily, and immediately slapped Jun Qingluan in the face.

The white and tender face immediately became swollen, and there was an extra conspicuous palm print.

Jun Qingluan didn't say a word, her eyes that were rolling because of lack of oxygen were still facing each other.

This made it even more annoying.

Turning his head suddenly, he said fiercely: "Lord Bailong, can I taste her?" ”

"I just want her to die, as for the way to die, you can decide for yourself."

"Hehe, thank you, Lord Bailong!"

As he spoke, he tore and pulled.

Jun Qingluan's clothes were torn apart, and her fragrant shoulders were exposed.

"Stop, you bastard!"

An Wudie, Yang Liuqing, even the old man An couldn't stand it, and wanted to save Jun Qingluan in the past.

"Little young master!"

The members of the Killing Hall who were fighting fiercely were also very anxious, eager to kill the opponent in front of them immediately and turn to support.

"Get out of here!"

With a palm in your hand, you can lift your rolling palm.

The mother and daughter and the old man An were all overturned to the ground.

"Don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's good deeds!"

A word of abuse, just about to make the next move.

Suddenly, a roar tore through the sky.

"You're looking for !! death"

Before the sound fell, the person had arrived.

The man who wanted to do something wrong with Jun Qingluan on the spot had a stunned expression, his wrist was out of force, and he put Jun Qingluan down.

He struggled to look down at the blood-stained arm that had passed through his chest, horror in his eyes.

"I'm not going to let you die a happy death!"

After Jun Chen finished speaking coldly, he pulled out his arm covered with blood, stabbed it into the silver needle, and hung his last breath.

Seeing Junchen come back, everyone had a backbone and cried excitedly.

An Wudie hurriedly cried and shouted: "Brother Chen, look at my father!" ”

Jun Chen's face was solemn, and he squatted down next to the fallen An Chengkong, and when he saw that he was still breathing, he immediately applied the needle.

After a few seconds.

An Chengkong's breathing returned to a steady state and he was out of danger.

Junchen dared to relax, but fortunately, An Chengkong held his breath and insisted until he came back, otherwise......

He didn't dare to think about the consequences at all.

Jun Chen immediately treated the injured members of the Killing Palace, and after rescuing the seriously injured and dying, he stood up and looked at the smiling white dragon coldly.

Crash!

The members of the Killing Hall who had fought in front of them retreated one after another, standing beside Jun Chen, more or less adorned with colors on their bodies.

The sound of battle was also heard on the back mountain.

Fang Ming and the others were still behind and had not yet returned.

Jun Chen squinted his eyes slightly, clenched his fists tightly, and said coldly: "You are dead!" ”

Bai Long smiled disdainfully, "Who lives and who dies, it's not ...... Wow! ”

The word "definitely" has not yet been uttered.

A punch to the stomach.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't expect Jun Chen's speed to be so fast!

Not only him, but no one present knows.

Bang!

Jaw hit.

There was a click, and the mandible shattered.

Blood foam from the corners of the mouth.

I didn't wait for the pain to come out.

The throat contracted tightly, breathing instantly stalled, and the feeling of suffocation filled the brain.

"Lord White Dragon!"

When the men who brought it saw this scene, they attacked it one after another, as brave as moths to a fire.

"Get out of here!"

Jun Chenchen drank violently.

Suddenly a puff of dust was raised.

Boom Boom!

At this moment, it was as if countless heavy punches had smashed on his body, and all of them fell out.

Anger burns.

The hundred ways to die of the white dragon have been drawn up in Jun Chen's heart.

Poof!

And pointed like a sword, instantly piercing into the lower abdomen of the white dragon, submerged more than half into the flesh.

Jun Chen's face was as usual, twisting his fingers, stirring the flesh and blood.

Blood was pouring down like no money.

"Jun Chen, if you don't let go of Lord Bailong, I'll kill him!"

Zheng Liutian suddenly shouted, pinching An Chengling's neck and walking in front.

Then, the two brothers An Chengshan and An Chengyun did not fall behind.

The three of them were tied up behind their backs, with a towel stuffed in their mouths, and they were constantly shaking their heads wildly towards Jun Chen, their expressions full of pleading.

"It's the uncle, they ......" An Wudie fluttered, more of an accident.

Jun Chen raised his head, his eyes did not have a trace of emotion, and said, "If you want to kill, you can kill." ”

"Hmm!!"

When the three brothers heard this, their throats whimpered, and they shook their heads continuously, as if they had been drugged.

Everyone spares their lives.

"That's what you said!" Zheng Liutian's eyes were fierce, knowing that his father and brother were more auspicious, and the white dragon was all the hope of the Zheng family, and it must be preserved no matter what.

He was about to do it.

Suddenly, I heard the white dragon let out a louder wail.

I saw that Jun Chen's palm was on his shoulder, and the shoulder was like cotton, pinched and deformed!

Zheng Liutian threw a mouse bogey, didn't dare to make a move on the three brothers, and hurriedly said: "Okay, Junchen, let's take a step back, I will use the three of them in exchange for one of Lord Bailong, okay?" ”

The three brothers nodded frantically and motioned for Junchen to agree.

"What do you say?" Jun Chen asked rhetorically, and his other shoulder was also squeezed.

The white dragon's throat was hoarse, his eyes rolled, and he fainted in pain.

This made the scalp of the Zhang family numb, and just listening to the howl of pain, they could guess how much it hurt.

Sting!

Suddenly, a sword light flashed.

Poof!

Hot blood spilled the three brothers' faces.

Three severed arms fell to the ground, bloody and terrifying.

Zhang Liutian was stunned for a second, and when the pain poured into his brain like a tide, he suddenly screamed.

Fang Ming and the others finally arrived, and kicked Zhang Liutian's head fiercely, kicking several meters away, and directly fainting.

"Young Master......" Fang Ming was about to speak, but was blocked back by Jun Chen.

"Carry the wounded inside, focus on protection!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Ziyanziyu, you two, go to the back mountain to help."

"Yes, young master!"