Chapter 291: The Poor Don't Chase

"Er dare!" Jian Wumei was angry, the uninvited guests who came to Divine Sword Peak today seemed to be all rushing towards Jian Nanqiu, when he didn't exist?

A third silver light streaked through, and the body of a man in white was torn apart.

Liang Feng waved his knife to force back the white-clothed man who was trying to get closer, and said to Lie Yun'er beside him: "Withdraw!"

Jian Wumei was murderous, and when he saw that two people wanted to escape, he shouted: "Where to escape!" Another silver light flashed and swept straight towards Lie Yun'er, Liang Feng was shocked, although Lie Yun'er was a little higher, he would definitely not be able to resist Jian Wumei's thunderous blow, and he grabbed a step behind Lie Yun'er in a hurry.

The silver light came in an instant, Liang Feng had no ability to resist and only said that he wanted to finish, but the nebula chain around his waist was once again windless, and he suddenly bounced up and formed a ring to block Liang Feng in front of him, only to hear a loud noise, Liang Feng only felt that Yitian in his chest was violently knocked away by a huge force, and smashed on Lie Yun'er, and the two fell out at the same time.

Lie Yun'er exclaimed, "Liang Feng!" Reaching out and picking up Liang Feng's body, he threw his legs on his back and rushed towards the Panxing Array.

Jian Wumei's one-hit killer move was really unexpected by someone, and he was slightly stunned, and the leader of the white-clothed man roared: "Cloud Burst Array!"

Boom, boom, almost all the people in white took out a projectile at the same time and threw it at Jian Wumei, and the rising smoke filled the space within a radius of more than ten zhang, and nothing could be seen.

Jian Wumei's expression was grim, and his hands attacked at the same time to pull out two silver nets to block the vital points around his body, only to hear a palpitating metal collision sound, several people in white were shocked at the same time, and the cloud burst burst collapsed.

"Carving insect skills!" The muscles on Jian Wumei's face twitched slightly, his eyes were full of disdain, and his expression froze in the next second, and the white-clothed man led by him did not join the cloud burst array, but took the opportunity to run and capture his daughter Jian Nanqiu, who was holding a long knife on Jian Nanqiu's neck at this moment, and retreated towards the Panxing array step by step.

The leader of the man in white snorted and said: "The sword without eyebrows really lives up to its reputation, the sword comes out without a shadow, and the sword has no life, and I have learned it today." “

"Let go of her!" Jian Wumei was furious in his heart, his daughter was captured by outsiders twice in a row today, and it was rumored that Shenjian Peak had no face, and this time to save the dead girl, she must be locked indoors for three years and not allowed to go out.

The leader of the man in white laughed, suddenly tore off the face towel on his face, and said, "Jian Wumei, this girl is your daughter, right?

Jian Wumei said coldly: "Famous swords are so unbearable, it's really shameless!

Dao Baisheng said indifferently: "Jian Wumei, you are toasting and not eating and drinking, originally we negotiated the famous sword stream Shenjian Peak to share this dark iron mine, why did you unilaterally terminate it?"

"The Xuaniron Mine is originally owned by my Divine Sword Peak, it is reasonable to be willing to share it with you, and it is reasonable not to use it for you, why do I need to discuss it with you?" Jian Wumei said coldly.

Dao Baisheng shrugged and said: "So, this is all forced by you, knowing that my famous sword stream can't lack dark iron ore, deliberately cut off the supply, cut off my livelihood, today's battle is a matter of time, but today's biggest gain is not a little bit of dark iron, but Ling Qianjin, hahahaha!"

"You!" Jian Wumei was furious, his hands clenched into fists, and he wanted to step forward and take out Sword Baisheng.

Dao Baisheng hid his body behind Jian Nanqiu, and the blade lightly slashed across her neck, leaving a wisp of blood, "Hey, old man Jian, don't be impulsive, I can't control my hand strength as soon as I am excited, your daughter's head will fall off, be careful." ”

Jian Wumei was shocked and stopped, the muscles on his face twitching with anger.

"Old man Jian, don't worry, I won't hurt your daughter, as long as you regularly and quantitatively send the Xuantie we want to the famous sword stream, your daughter will not be worse than you, if you insist on going your own way, then everyone can only fight to the death, who can laugh to the end in the end, right?"

Several people laughed insolently at the same time, not caring about the loss of more than half of their accomplices just now, and lined up in a fan-shaped line to block in front of Dao Baisheng, and at the same time retreated towards the Panxing Array.

"I'm fighting with you!" Jian Nanchun saw that Dao Baisheng humiliated his father so much, and was about to rush up to fight with Dao Baisheng in anger, but was pulled by Jian Wumei and said, "Let them go!"

"Dad!" Jian Nanchun exclaimed, "Sister Qiu fell into their hands, how will my Divine Sword Peak gain a foothold in the monk world in the future?"

Jian Wumei said coldly: "Is your sister important or is the reputation of Divine Sword Peak important?"

"This... Jian Nanchun was speechless and coughed and retreated.

Jiang Zibai rushed over when he heard the news, and when he saw this scene, he walked to Jian Wumei's side and whispered: "Uncle, let them go first, and then I will take someone to the Panxing Array of the famous sword stream to intercept it, and strive to save Qiu Mei." ”

Jian Wumei had this intention, nodded imperceptibly, Jiang Zibai glanced at the swordsman under his command, and the group left quickly.

The figure of Dao Baisheng and his gang disappeared into the Panxing Array, Jian Wumei's figure shook, and Jian Nanchun, who was standing beside him, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked, "Dad, are you injured?"

"Let's go back!" Jian Wumei's face suddenly turned like gold paper, and he said in a low voice: "Don't be seen." ”

Jian Nanchun understood, took half a step back and followed Jian Wumei back to the Sword Palace, Jian Wumei's footprints had become messy.

"Chun'er, close the door!" Jian Wumei entered the Chu Jian Palace and ordered Jian Nanchun to retreat left and right.

Jian Nanchun knew that his father had something to say, so he did as he was told.

"You're holding your breath for today, aren't you?" Jian Wumei asked.

Jian Nanchun nodded, her sister was robbed of her own territory, and it was definitely a laughing stock when she spread it.

"It's not your fault, there is one thing that my father has never told you the truth, in fact, my father has suffered a very serious internal injury a long time ago, and it has not been healed for many years, and he can't fight with people continuously, the old injury has recurred in a continuous move just now, and if the sword is not gone, I will fall in front of him, do you think you can defeat him?" Jian Wumei panted, just now he had been expressionless and was simply enduring the pain.

"Dad, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"What can I do, if you are about to go out and be known by the enemy, will there be a day for my Divine Sword Peak to stop?" Jian Wumei sighed: "Do you know why I let your cousin Jiang Zibai live in Divine Sword Peak?"

Jian Nanchun was angry when he thought of Jiang Zibai, and complained: "Dad, Jiang Zibai is ambitious, he simply covets the foundation of our Divine Sword Peak, why do you let such a wolf ambitious guy live at home?"

"To spur you on!" Jian Wumei's face sank again and continued: "If there is nothing in Shenjian Peak that makes you feel nervous, you will definitely drink and have fun all day long!"