With a "clang", the blood-stained long sword magic weapon fell to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Xiaoyun looked at the long sword magic weapon in front of him, and then looked at the tent that was twisted into a blood mist by the power of the long sword magic weapon.

"Boom. ”

He swallowed a mouthful of spit, if the monk of the Heavenly Sword Sect died a little later, then he would be killed by this long sword.

He had previously used the Yuan Explosion Step of the Vajra Technique and escaped from the tent as soon as possible, but the speed of this long sword magic weapon was even faster, and he quickly caught up.

Although this "Sword Chaser" does not need to be controlled and can kill the enemy on its own, after the caster dies, it loses the source of the spell, and its aura dims, and it falls to the ground.

"Ah, Master!"

Huang Xiaoyun was stunned for a while, and then remembered Lu Kun, he immediately ran to the side of a man with a pale face not far away, and said worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

Lu Kun was lying on the ground, sweating profusely, he didn't have the strength to answer, his face was like white paper, and he was putting a scarlet pill into his mouth with great difficulty, and then his face showed a little redness.

After a while, Lu Kun gritted his teeth and stood up, although the medicinal power of the Qi and Blood Pill had not been completely absorbed, it could barely allow him to move freely.

In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, he had to stimulate his essence blood with all his might, and used the giant arm magic power and the remaining little liquid mana to barely hit the power of the black flying knife.

Lu Kun staggered a little towards the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Huang Xiaoyun hurriedly supported him.

The young boy looked at the mess and felt a lot of emotion in his heart when no one had survived except them.

And if it weren't for that obscene cultivator who threw out a terrifying explosive magic weapon and destroyed the two monks in the early stage of foundation building, they would inevitably die like these mortals.

Lu Kun, who had fought in the valley on the border of Qingzhou, even if he tried his best at this time, he couldn't deal with three foundation building period cultivators at the same time, not to mention that one of them was still a foundation building period sword cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Lu Kun came to the corpse of this sword cultivator, used the mana in his muscles, released a fireball technique, burned the corpse to ashes, and then put away the storage bag.

"Xiaoyun, you don't need to help me, you go and put away his long sword weapon, this Tianjian Gate's sword weapon must be re-refined before it can be taken out and used. ”

"The previous explosion was huge, and the storage bags of the two foundation building periods and their magic weapons should be scattered nearby, you can look for them again. ”

"I'll go to Pan Shu's side to see, if I'm not mistaken, he's not dead. ”

Huang Xiaoyun had no doubt about Lu Kun's judgment, nodded, his frightened face soothed a little, and began to look for it.

After such a short while, Lu Kun's face turned a little ruddy, and the water attribute muscle mana in his body was running, nourishing his lost body.

Before, Lu Kun saw Pan Shu from a distance that his fingers were still moving after he fell to the ground.

Sure enough, as he got closer, the man lying on the ground turned.

"Ahem...... You are...... Lu Kun?" Lu Kun used all his strength to stimulate his physical strength and restore his original appearance, which made Pan Shu recognize it at once.

Lu Kun looked carefully at the monk who barely turned over, and shook his head, Pan Shu's heart was not stopping blood, and looking at his face, he was already dying.

For a foundation building stage monk, after his heart was shattered, he was already mortal, not to mention that there was sword qi tumbling in his body.

Lu Daoyou...... It looks like you...... Ahem...... Killed the man. After Pan Shu recognized Lu Kun, he had no doubt that he had killed the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This time in the battle of Shangqingmen, Lu Kun's name had already spread among the monks of the foundation building period of the Wei State, Pan Shu and Lu Kun in the Qi refining period had fought each other, and as soon as he heard his rumors, he knew that what he said was true.

After all, there was only Lu Kun who could attack in melee combat with a magic weapon, and I don't know why, the news of Lu Kun's cultivation reduction did not come out of the Demon Spirit Gate.

Pan Shu looked at the child in his arms who was still unable to move, and the child's eyes full of tears, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a trace of his father's unique pity.

He seemed to be back to the light, and his words suddenly became sharp: "Lu Daoyou, what kind of person my Pan Shu is, I think Daoyou knows very well. ”

Without waiting for Lu Kun to answer, he continued: "What I Pan Shu cares about most is my own life, and I can do anything for my life. ”

"When I came to Qingzhou to hide from the enemy, I met the child's mother, something happened, and later, because I was greedy for life and afraid of death, I left the woman who was pregnant at that time. ”

"It was only a few years ago that I found my child again after I successfully laid the foundation, hey, my child is completely opposite to my personality, he cares about other people the most, and never puts himself first. ”

"This should be God's punishment for abandoning my wife and children back then, and this kid likes to meddle the most, if he hadn't been able to cultivate immortals before, I don't know how many baskets he would have poked. ”

Pan Shu stroked his son's forehead and said, "After my efforts in the past two years, this kid can also cultivate immortals, but I didn't expect that he ran out today when I was cultivating." ”

Thinking of today's ambush, Pan Shu showed self-deprecation: "I, Pan Shu, planted it like this." ”

"At this time, ahem...... I just found out that after ......" said this, the corners of Pan Shu's mouth began to overflow with blood, and the breath on his body became vague.

"I found out...... I did it before...... It's all wrong......"

"Except for yourself...... life, and ...... Other...... It's worth my visit...... Guard!"

Then Pan Shu's hand grabbed Lu Kun, looked at him with hopeful eyes, and said, "Please also invite fellow Daoists...... Help me take care of ...... Lower Little Rock. ”

"I store my stuff...... Stuff...... You can ...... Take it. ”

Lu Kun looked at Pan Shu, a dying man, with such feelings, hesitated slightly, and nodded: "Pan Daoyou, don't worry, I will take care of Xiaoyan!"

Pan Shu had a satisfied smile on his face, tilted his head, and fell down.

At this time, the bear child, who was originally restrained by Pan Shu, could speak and move, and cried with a wow: "Woo...... Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad! Xiaoyan won't talk about you, don't talk about you, don't go, woo woo......"

He kept shaking Pan Shu's gradually cold corpse, heartbroken.

"Dad, you can completely avoid the key just now, so I will only be stabbed in the arm, and I will not die!"

The kid named Pan Yan was crying and talking, as if Pan Shu hadn't dodged the fatal blow of the long sword weapon just now in order to prevent him from getting hurt.

After hearing this, Lu Kun sighed, and finally knew the change in Pan Shu, this loose cultivator who put his life first and was greedy for life and afraid of death, sacrificed his life at a critical moment to save his son.

Otherwise, even if the magic weapon of the foundation building period monk hit Xiao Pan Yan's shoulder, the sword qi contained in it could easily kill this child who was still a mortal.

Lu Kun looked at the child who had shouted at them before, and the tendency to cry and mourn more and more, and slapped his hand on the back of his neck, urging a very weak physical strength to knock him out.

"It's been a long time, and it would be bad if those two monks returned the way they came. ”

After speaking, Lu Kun put Pan Shu's body into a storage bag, and then picked up Xiao Pan Yan.

"Master, the storage bag and the magic weapon have been found. Huang Xiaoyun ran over with a happy face, still holding two storage bags in his hands.

Lu Kun nodded and said, "After the shield that shrouded the market was broken just now, a few horses fled in that direction, and we followed. ”

"Okay, but Master, I'm now at the fourth layer of the Vajra Technique, and my physical body can run very fast!"

"Well, let's run over, it's normal for a mid-stage Qi refining monk to know some secular martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures, one large and one small, ran in the direction of the horse's galloping, not much worse than the running speed of ordinary horses.