At this time, the thousands of zhang around the "Linchun Courtyard" has been completely blocked by thousands of soldiers, and the atmosphere is very solemn.

In the sky, there were constantly monks who had cultivated in the Yudan period and flew over to reinforce them.

Among them, there are more than ten monks in the later stage of Yudan. However, Yang Weihe, the infant monk and general who sat in Mengfu City, had not yet appeared.

After the monks of the late stage of the Jiedan arrived, they saw that the person holding the great general's son hostage below was the personal disciple of the Feiyu Sect, and of course they did not dare to act rashly. They gathered together and summoned the general in charge who arrived first to inquire about the situation.

"Woooooooo

The horn sounded for a long time, and a giant flying boat with a length of 150 zhang and a width and height of about 20 zhang came quickly from a high altitude in the distance, giving people a strong oppressive force.

Yang Likun was in high spirits, raised his head and looked at the giant flying boat that sounded the horn.

This giant flying boat is the car of his father Yang Weihe.

In the event of a heavy event, at least two of the three Yuan Infant Stage Monks sitting in Mengfu City will come over on this giant flying boat.

"Whew!" Yang Likun's face showed a look of luck and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ordinary gentlemen, in this case, will get complacent, scold the person who held him hostage knows better, and quickly release him.

However, Yang Likun, a gentleman, is very old and sensible.

He understood the truth that too many words would cause trouble, so he drooped his head and said nothing, patiently waiting for the matter to be resolved satisfactorily.

Looking at the giant flying boat that was slowly flying, the pressure on the two sisters Tang Lijie and Tang Lifei increased even more, and they moved closer to each other.

Tang Lijie asked tentatively, "Uncle Pan Zeng, wait for that giant flying boat to arrive." We let this Yang Likun go. They're supposed to let us go, right?"

Yang Likun's heart tightened. Ears pricked up and attentive listening.

"Hehe!" Pan Zhuoxing laughed evilly and said to Xia Jingjun: "Senior brother, the time is almost up!"

"Hmm!" Xia Jingjun nodded, and asked Tang Lifei gently: "Lifei, which claw did this thief use to touch you just now?"

"This ......" Tang Lifei's face turned crimson, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and replied truthfully: "Return to Uncle Xia Zeng." This thief touched me with his left hand. ”

At the same time as Tang Lijie answered, Yang Likun left Xia Jingjun's side, stood stunned, and raised his hands straight and flat uncontrollably.

"Humph!"

Xia Jingjun snorted coldly, released a murderous aura, and rushed towards Yang Likun.

In an instant, Yang Likun's whole person felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling cold to the bone.

"Don't, Dad, hurry up and save me!" Yang Likun knew that the other party was going to make a move. Hurriedly shouted.

With a "chirp", a black black black iron flying knife quickly swept past Yang Likun's side. Took his left palm.

The Xuantie Flying Knife made a light whirlwind and stopped next to Yang Likun's throat.

"Ahh

"Junior, be presumptuous, stop immediately!" a majestic reprimand came down from the giant flying boat that was getting closer and closer.

The owner of this voice is, of course, Yang Likun's father, Yang Weihe.

If it weren't for the Xuantie Flying Knife that stopped next to Yang Likun's throat, he would immediately ask the Yuan Infant Great Cultivator to take action to save his beloved son.

"Dad, come and save me! I'm so miserable! They are so ruthless......" Yang Likun stopped crying, endured the pain and began to yell.

"If you scream or cry again, you will die soon!" Xia Jingjun said coldly.

Yang Likun's shouting stopped abruptly!

At this time, in the upper left corner of the encirclement, there was a sudden shout: "This is a forbidden place, no trespassing!"

"Clank!"

A dizzying bell rang in the upper left corner.

Immediately afterwards, Duanmu Xuanxuan quickly flew towards Xia Jingjun and the others from the upper left.

The generals on the war boat in the sky, although they opened their bows and arrows, aimed at Duanmu Xuanxuan.

However, because Duanmu Xuanxuan was also wearing the robes of the disciples of the Feiyu Sect, no general dared to give the order to release arrows.

When Duanmu Xuanxuan arrived, Xia Jingjun said, "Senior sister, why are you here too?"

"Of course I'm here to help you!" Duanmu Xuanxuan replied, reciting the magic trick and performing the "Fireball Technique".

Suddenly, a red fireball the size of a bucket flew onto the ugly death-looking Chang Qing and quickly burned.

"Hehe! It's uncomfortable to look at!" Duanmu Xuanxuan said with a smile, and said coquettishly: "Shizun is also here, his old man wants to know, what are you going to do?"

Xia Jingjun replied solemnly: "The fat man Yongquan all of them have suffered extremely severe internal injuries.

Lijie and Lifei were insulted by this thief again. Therefore, we will kill this thief to set an example!"

While speaking, Xia Jingjun popped up a finger wind in the air, making Yang Likun speechless. So as not to fall into despair, Yang Likun, who knew that he was going to die, began to shout again.

Seeing that Xia Jingjun's tone was very resolute, Duanmu Xuanxuan frowned and said, "This thief, although he deserves death, he is the only son of Yang Weihe, the general of Mengfu City.

Kill him, I'm afraid it won't end well.

Shizun didn't want to show up, but if you insisted on killing him, his old man would have to come forward. ”

As he spoke, Duanmu Xuanxuan took out the video jade talisman and stimulated it, and informed Holden who was hiding in the shadows of Xia Jingjun's decision.

"Zhenyu Jingjun, is it really necessary to put Yang Likun to death?" Holden's voice came from the video jade talisman.

"It's necessary!" Shang Zhenyu flashed to Duanmu Xuanxuan's side and said in a deep voice: "Master, this thief is too hateful!"

If the fat man does not send a distress message in time, then the fat man will die without a place to bury.

And Lijie Lifei and the others will also be humiliated and commit suicide.

Thinking of this, the disciple is now very afraid. Therefore, if you don't kill this thief, the disciple will not be able to sleep well!"

Holden was helpless and sighed: "Okay! Kill it! Anyway, our side is the strong and reasonable side." Don't worry, wait for the teacher to come. ”

Hearing this, beads of sweat on Yang Likun's forehead kept dripping, and he stared at desperate eyes and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

Shang Zhenyu smiled slightly, and continued to say to the video jade talisman: "Master, as long as the other party's Yuan Infant Stage cultivator doesn't make a move, we can solve this matter ourselves. ”

Holden said, "What? You don't want to reveal the secret of the Flying Feather Super Mecha so quickly. ”

Shang Zhenyu said: "Master, rest assured, as long as the other party's Yuan Infant Cultivator does not make a move, we will never use the Flying Feather Super Mecha." ”

Holden agreed, "Okay! I want to see how you can solve this matter with a few of you." ”

After ending the conversation with Holden, Xia Jingjun looked up at the sky and saw that the giant flying boat had arrived and hovered more than 300 zhang above.

Xia Jingjun's heart fluctuated, and he said secretly: Daddy, the child is incompetent, and now he can only be angry with these small characters who are a little related to the enemy.

Don't worry, when the child becomes strong in the future, he will kill the Nine Demon Sect and avenge your hatred!

Thinking of this, Xia Jingjun turned his head and asked Tang Lijie, "Lijie, which claw did this thief use to touch you just now?"

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