Faced with his father falling to the ground and being seriously injured, the mentally handicapped child did not show how panicked, but smiled stupidly, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why is there blood on your face, how did you do it for me, my daughter-in-law?"

Seeing his son coming, Zhao Ji's face was haggard, and he might have had a glimmer of life, but now it was obviously impossible, so he had to smile and said, "Hurry up, Daddy is afraid that he can't protect you anymore, you hurry up, go as far as you want!"

If you don't speak and pretend to be indifferent, this son can't see that he is mentally retarded, although the saber on his waist looks a little embarrassing, but there is also a trace of chivalry, but no matter how chic the decoration is, it is still impossible to suppress that stupidity.

The boss laughed, "Barbarian, you take off your saber and kill him, then this girl can follow you into the cave room tonight, how about it?"

Hearing this, this mentally handicapped man smiled, "Really? Uncle is the most powerful, he must not lie to me!"

It's just that as soon as he said this, I saw that he held the knife in both hands and slashed directly at Zhao Ji, and suddenly blood flew everywhere, and the man's face was almost dripping with blood, and he didn't feel guilty or afraid of killing his father with a knife, he still said with a smile on his face, "Is this dead?" Uncle can't lie to me. ”

This scene made everyone dumbfounded, it would not be surprising that Zhao Ji died in anyone's hands, but he was killed by his own son, no matter how stupid this person is, he will always know his relatives.

Nan Batian, who has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, couldn't help but close his eyes, even if the boss was dumbfounded, but a cultivator is still a cultivator after all, his eyes contain countless complex forms, and after a long time, he still said, "Don't worry, Uncle naturally won't lie to you, you take a step first, it won't take long to see her!"

The long sword suspended in the air for a moment, directly piercing the latter's body, until he was dying, the mentally handicapped brute still smiled, as if it really wouldn't take long to see Nan Yuhua.

Stupidly killed the barbarian, the boss of the leader's internal cultivation exploded instantly, and suddenly stepped on the air under his feet, laughing, the second brother was injured, although he was not optimistic about the third brother, but he also sympathized with this person who died in the hands of his son, at this moment he believed that someone must be obstructing him, so he said loudly, "Why don't you dare to show up?" ”

Nan Yuhua was at a loss, he didn't understand what the other party's purpose was, and he thought to himself, where can someone help, it is clear that you are killing each other, and what does it have to do with others.

Nan Batian has already confirmed that this matter must be manipulated by a senior, otherwise it will definitely not lead to the current situation, but as for who it is, he doesn't know, although he has suspected Su Mo, but it can be seen that the latter is only in his early twenties, how can he be their opponent.

The scene was very quiet, and for a while everyone was waiting to see if there was really a strong person to help, and Su Mo was very speechless, after all, he was just a doppelganger in the world of living ontology before he cut off the rhizome of Xianyuan, the Xingchen Sword was fake, the burning sky was fake, and the handprint was also fake, it can be said that all of them are fake except for cultivation, although those lost skills are memorable, they are simply non-existent, so they can't cultivate, but if you really have time to calm down, it's not difficult to create a few exercises by yourself! But

In any case, it needs to be healed.

Seeing that no one answered, the leader jumped like thunder, and the sword attacked directly towards Nan Batian, how could mortals resist the attack of the cultivators, at this critical moment, Su Mo's soul snatched the long sword in Nan Yuhua's hand, driven by divine thoughts, and increased the power of cultivation, and directly fought with it.

At this moment, Nan Yuhua realized that there was really someone to help him, but he looked around but didn't find anyone, and he was also curious about what means he needed to have to be able to use the Sword.

Edgeworth is only one of the means of entry for cultivators, but it is different when it comes to immortals, it can also be called a high-level sword-fighting method, the former is driven by cultivation, and the latter is controlled by the mind, and the sword is where the mind goes.

Originally, the strength of the two was not at the same level at all, and a person like him, even if it was 108,000, it would only kill with a single thought, which showed how serious Su Mo's injuries were.

After some confrontation, the boss found that he could not defeat the other party, so he said respectfully: "I don't know the name of my friend, do you really plan to take care of today's affairs to the end?" Your Excellency is not weak in cultivation, but if I use all my strength, you will not be able to protect them!"

Su Mo laughed, but the laughter made it impossible to tell where it came from, "If I use all my strength, like your people, even if I flee thousands of miles away, I will kill with a single thought! ”

The voice was very thick, making it impossible to judge the age of the owner behind the voice, and the leader chuckled disapprovingly, "I also feel the strength of Daoyou, but I also feel that it is just an injured soul body, and now this feud is settled, if you can't be solved today, he will wait for you to recover your strength, and I also believe that no matter where I am in the world, I will die at your hands!"

Su Mo had to admit that he was really smart, but he also regretted this person's suspicions, originally he was willing to leave, and Su Mo really didn't have any interest in his life!

At this time, the weakness of the soul was not far from falling into a deep sleep, so far Su Mo had already decided to fight hard, and tried all his cultivation to pass into the long sword, and for a while, the wind and clouds changed, and the boss unconsciously retreated again and again, this momentum is not strong, but the breath is actually an absolute powerhouse, he can't figure it out, how can there be a strong person in this continent who is boring to such a point.

All the cultivation in the body was exhausted, and the two flying swords drew a graceful arc in the sky, followed by the strongest confrontation, but the result was that the other party was seriously injured, and Su Mo's already weak soul was also hovering on the edge of sleep.

No matter how dangerous the life was, it would be safe and sound in the end, after all, those were all arranged by others, so he mistakenly thought that his luck was good, and now Su Mo knew what the house leak happened to rain overnight, and a strong man who was obviously in the realm of the Great Heavenly Master stepped into the void.

Edgeworth flying, many ordinary people have also seen it, some cultivators who are not strong always have to go out to practice, or do things for their elders, so it is not strange for mortals to see it, but how have they ever seen a strong person who stepped on the void.

Nan Batian kept retreating, because the breath was unbearable for him, and after a while, what fell to the ground was a black-bearded old man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, and he sighed when he saw that the original three people were now dead and two seriously injured.

"Daoyou show up, the three of them are my apprentices, although they have lost their conscience, they are always my disciples, and I am also at fault as a master in this matter, but their life and death do not need others to do it, and now because of the existence of Daoyou, they are like this, then this matter cannot be solved, the old man will slaughter the Nan family, otherwise how will my old face face the disciples in the future!"

Su Mo smiled bitterly, now Mo said that defeating the other party, even if it was impossible to defeat the sword, so he could only laugh, "Old man, you should be able to detect my strength, how can the young master be your opponent now that his soul is weak, but I warn you first, no matter how you rely on your Heavenly Master's means, it is impossible to kill me, if you dare to touch them in the slightest, I guarantee that it is absolutely impossible for a single person in the entire sect, including you, to live!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes!"

The conversation between the two made the entire Nan family tremble, in the face of this kind of immortal, they could only let it be slaughtered, but Nan Batian thought that this calamity was not difficult, so he hugged his fists and said respectfully, "Immortal forgive me, not long ago, the junior returned from the dart, and saw that a person was seriously injured in the wilderness, so he brought it back, so this matter really has nothing to do with my Nan family!"

After speaking, he ordered a few disciples to carry Su Mo out, and the fat man and Nan Yuhua quit, because they were young people, they only had a lot of blood in their hearts, so they thought relatively simply, that is, whoever helped them was their friends, and friends couldn't be betrayed!

The Great Heavenly Master is the Sect Master of the Yellow Dragon Sect, and this sect is also one of the best existences in this Continent called the Middle Domain, but the reputation is really disagreeable, but with the peak cultivation of the Great Heavenly Master of the Yellow Dragon Old Dao, no one dares to say a word openly.

Only the fat man and Nan Yuhua did not agree with this approach, but they could not influence Nan Batian's decision, and at this moment, Su Mo was really heartbroken to the extreme, with the last trace of breath, he tried to gather thousands of plants and trees, but found that it didn't work, but no matter how difficult things are, there are always people who can do it, and the cultivation that belongs to the immortals in his heart began to ponder the means of turning nothing into things, but he never thought that his body was taken away by Huanglong's old way.

Nan Yuhua held the long sword in his hand and personally killed the two seriously injured cultivators, drenched in blood, and seemed to be very ashamed of his father's behavior in his heart, he threw the long sword on the ground and said indifferently, "I don't think this family is suitable for me, I will choose to cultivate in the future, no matter how difficult it is, I will not give up!"

After speaking, he walked towards the door, and the fat man followed without saying a word, the corners of Nan Batian's mouth trembled slightly, and he said that when you grow up, you will definitely be able to understand the hardships of your father.

Side by side with the Huanglong Sect is also called the Flying Sword Sect, this is where Nan Yuhua and the fat man are going, the fat man is relatively shy, and he has never said a word along the way, and Nan Yuhua finally couldn't help but speak, "Do you think he will die?"

"I, I, don't know!"

"It's useless. ”

The journey was very calm, and the two of them also came to the Flying Sword Sect smoothly, surprisingly joining the sect was extremely smooth, but they didn't know that because of Huanglong's old way, their names were also known to many people.

Within the Yellow Dragon Sect, Su Mo's body was thrown into the furnace.