Chapter 1287: No Negotiation at All

"Talk? Anything else to talk about? There's no need at all, what you just wanted to hurt was not only our Son of the Wind of the Ancient Wind Bloodline, but also my grandson, if you want to talk, just see the truth from your hands. ”

"Now that I'm here, it's time to repay what you owe us the Ancient Wind Bloodline all these years. ”

The momentum of the night has been lowered, but the wave Wushuang that appeared has not changed in the slightest, and even the anger in the whole body is rising.

During the years he had been gone, he had been imprisoned by a mysterious organization that forced him to hand over the Dragon Decree inherited from the primeval bloodline.

But when they inherited the dragon teng, the ancestor had already said that the dragon teng order was only given to those who were destined, and it was resolutely not given to others who wanted to obtain it.

And Lang Wushuang, as the head of the family, although he was imprisoned, he did not let go of anything.

No matter what method the other side uses, there is no choice to compromise.

And because of this, Lang Wushuang has disappeared here for so long.

Just a few days ago, the mysterious power that had imprisoned them suddenly disappeared without a trace, completely abandoning them and not imprisoning them.

In this way, Lang Wushuang finally had the opportunity to leave there, and together with several other imprisoned masters, he broke through the cage and regained his freedom.

And after Lang Wushuang was freed, he immediately returned to the primeval wind bloodline to see what they had developed in the years without him.

After he went back, he learned about the current situation, and couldn't help but sigh again and again, when he left, the primeval blast bloodline was still a second-rate force, but now he didn't expect that the primeval blast bloodline has become a third-rate force, or at the lowest end.

Next, when he learned everything, it was all unexpected and unsatisfactory for him.

In particular, his son Prodigal Ziyan disappeared, and his daughter died out in the Tian clan, leaving only an abandoned heir.

But underneath the many unfortunate news.

There was still one thing to make him happy, and that was that the heir left behind by his daughter had now returned completely, and had become the son of the wind of their primeval bloodline.

And also took them back to the top, expanding half of the territory of the Death Alliance.

In addition to being happy, Lang Wushuang's heart also had a slight strange feeling, as if Tianqi would be in any danger.

Subsequently.

With this feeling, Lang Wushuang did not stay in the family for too long and began to set off to find Tianqi.

Finally, this feeling of his saved Tianqi.

At the most critical moment, Lang Wushuang, whose strength was also in the early stage of the Supreme Realm, rushed to the scene and helped Tianqi block the fatal blow at the critical moment.

"Outside...... Grandpa, is it really you?"

Looking at this figure, he undoubtedly stood in front of him, helping himself to block the wind and rain.

Tianqi's eyes were a little moist.

He has been away from the Fuze Continent for so long, except for seeing Uncle Yan once, he has never seen his closest relatives.

Now I see my grandfather standing in front of me, sheltering myself from the wind and rain, resisting everything.

This long-lost feeling made Tianqi feel unprecedented happiness.

"Qi'er, don't be afraid, although your mother is no longer there, you still have us, and there is still a wind vein, as long as we are still there, no one can hurt you. ”

"You've done enough for the Ancient Wind Bloodline now, you should take a break, and leave the rest to your grandfather. ”

Listen to the voice behind you.

Lang Wushuang's emotions were also very excited, he didn't expect that after being imprisoned for so many years, after coming out, he would be separated from his daughter Yin and Yang.

Only Tianqi was left alone, fighting alone.

As Tianqi's grandfather, he didn't help Tianqi when he needed help the most, and now in Lang Wushuang's heart, he has already regretted it.

But.

In his remorse, the color of relief was also overflowing.

Although Tianqi was abandoned by the Tian clan, he did not give up on himself, and with his own efforts, he came over step by step and reached today's achievement.

He believes.

Although Tianqi does not have the help of massive resources, it does not have the support of a big family.

But now the achievements shown by Tianqi have made countless genius disciples of the big families unreachable.

Tianqi's achievements in the future are much higher than theirs.

The Tian clan abandoned Tianqi because he had no talent, which was definitely their biggest mistake.

"Hate late, hurt my grandson, this time be ready to pay the price you deserve. ”

The waves of emotions are unmatched.

Knowing that the past has passed, he has no way to participate, but the current thing, he can make up for it, he can go to fight.

Do his best to treat his grandson right.

In the face of those who want to put him to death, all of them must be killed.

After all that is said.

Lang Wushuang didn't have any more nonsense, and the aura of his whole body skyrocketed, and he began to launch a powerful attack on the hated night in front of him.

"Boom...... Smack......"

All of a sudden.

Powerful attacks begin to unfold, and brutal collisions continue to unfold.

Lang Wushuang's attack continued to bombard towards the night.

"You...... Are you crazy? Are you going to fight to the death as soon as you appear? We're all early stage masters of the Supreme Realm, can't we have a good talk?"

"Stubborn, really stubborn, really like your grandson Tianqi, he is a reckless person. ”

"Stop, stop, don't fight any more, if you keep fighting, it's not good for any of us. ”

In the face of Lang Wushuang's fierce and unscrupulous attack.

Hating the night can be said to be bitter.

When he saw Lang Wushuang appear, he had no desire to continue the fight and wanted to settle the battle in a peaceful way.

But he didn't expect it.

Lang Wushuang, who just appeared, was the same as Tianqi, he was a scruples, he didn't give him a chance at all, he just killed.

"You're going to regret it, you're going to lose both. ”

The battle continued, and the battle between Lang Wushuang and Ha Wan was also inseparable, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

In the face of this situation, Hate Wan is also very puzzled and annoyed.

He couldn't understand why he knew that the result would be like this, but Lang Wushuang still didn't give up, and he had to fight for a result.

"Your oppression of our primeval bloodline in the past may be solved by negotiation, but if you dare to hurt my grandson, there is no way to solve it, you must look good, even if you don't kill you, you must be peeled off. ”

"From today onwards, our primeval blast bloodline and death alliance will never die, either you will perish, or we will perish, and there will be absolutely no other outcome. ”