Wang Biyun's height is only as high as Cheng Yin's chest, and in order to block the sword, she almost hangs on Cheng Yin.

Cheng Yin hurriedly hugged her: "Why? Aren't you the most afraid of pain?"

Wang Biyun had a sword stuck in the back of her heart, her blood was losing little by little, and her originally ruddy cheeks were getting paler and paler.

She wrinkled her nose and seemed to be extremely annoyed: "I don't know, I didn't have time to think about it, so I pounced, it really hurt......"

She hugged Cheng Yin tightly: "However, I think I did the right thing." ”

Cheng Yin's heart hurt so much that his tears fell on Wang Biyun's shoulders, and Cheng An also rushed over.

However, Wang Bijun seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and it was a little difficult to even lift her eyelids.

Her head gradually pulled down, and Cheng An couldn't help crying.

And Cheng Yin raised his head, looking at Cheng An with red eyes, and the broken sword condensed again.

Cheng Yue didn't show it on his face, but he was a little proud in his heart, everything was in his plan, he smiled: "You want to save her?"

Cheng Yin didn't speak, Cheng An shouted: "Help! Of course you have to help, ask your father to save her!"

"Well, I'll do what you want. ”

As soon as Cheng Yue raised his hand, Wang Biyun, who still had half a breath, arrived in his hand, and then, he pinched Wang Biyun's closed teeth and fed a pill into Wang Biyun's mouth.

A few snowflakes fell on the top of her jet-black hair, black and white, Wang Biyun's face gradually recovered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Cheng An Cheng Yin was overjoyed, and the sword that had just been condensed with killing intent was a little weak.

Cheng Yue looked at it, pulled up Wang Biyun, who had just woken up, and said with a smile: "Sacrificial sword, you must sacrifice life, how can I be willing to let her die?"

"You!" Cheng Yin's heart trembled, it was a fear that he had never felt before.

When Cheng Yue asked for a sword and killed him, he was not afraid, but now ......

He was afraid that Wang Biyun would die, and he was also afraid that she would be in pain.

"Look at it!" he used his strength with one hand, and Wang Biyun's whole person was thrown into the furnace by him.

No one can stop it.

"Big brother, live well! I'm not afraid of pain...... Ahh

Wang Biyun screamed in pain, completely silent, and the boiling lava quickly swallowed her.

Cheng Ling, who was waiting on the side, silently lowered his head.

"No!" Cheng An roared: "Father, why are you, why!"

"Heh, naturally it's for sword casting, the little girl is a natural wood spirit body, how can she waste it? I raised her for seven years, and now I use her, isn't it just right. ”

"Okay, good, good! What a matter of course!" Three times in a row, Cheng Yin's whole body was bruised, and the sword condensed with killing intent was like substance, and the entire furnace was full of killing intent.

Cheng Yue narrowed his eyes, although this killing intent was strong, it was not enough.

"Kishi'er, come here. He beckoned to Cheng An.

"Don't go. Cheng Yin stopped.

Cheng An looked at Cheng Yue, then at Cheng Yin, raised his feet, and walked towards Cheng An.

"Heh, it's finally time to rebel against me, great goodness, great goodness. Cheng Yue muttered, but he used the same object control technique to arrest Cheng An.

"Father, what are you going to do!" Cheng An was grabbed by him, almost unable to move, so close, he could clearly feel Cheng Yue's malice.

"Good boy, my father has raised you for eighteen years, and you two have killed your mother, you shouldn't have lived in this world, in the past eighteen years, I have taught you to read and cultivate, how are you going to repay me?"

"I ......" Cheng An was asked.

"Let him go!" Cheng Yin stepped forward.

"Let go, how can it be? What I, Cheng Yue, want to do, will never let go. ”

After speaking, he threw Cheng An into the furnace: "Sacrificing the sword is his best destination." ”

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

"You brute!" Cheng Yin's whole body momentum rose, and he looked like he was about to build a foundation, and the sword became more and more condensed.

With a thought, the killing intent sword arrived in Cheng Yin's hand: "You can't die well." ”

He slashed towards Cheng Yue with a sword, and Cheng Yue hurriedly dodged.

Sword after sword, Cheng Yin actually built the foundation like this.

While dodging, Cheng Yue looked at Cheng Yin's dantian's increasingly condensed sword heart, and at the same time looked at the increasingly strong killing intent sword, and sighed in his mouth: "Finally, the time has come." ”

Cheng Yin was stunned, and Cheng Yue began to fight back.

What about building the foundation? How vulnerable it is in front of Yuanying Zhenjun.

Cheng Yin, who seemed to be in a suppressed position just now, was suddenly restrained.

He lowered his head and looked at Cheng An, who was only up to his shoulders: "Are you going to throw me in too?" Heh, if this sword can be made, you will definitely be thundered by the sky!"

"Hahaha, the sky is thundering, it's a catastrophe, the old man can't ask for it. ”

He took a step forward, and Cheng Yin took a step back.

If you take a step back, it's the boiling lava.

"Last question, my mother, did you kill you?"

Cheng Yin's most secret words in his heart finally asked.

"Hahaha, what's the matter? After giving birth to you, she's useless anymore. Keeping it is just a hindrance. ”

Cheng Yin's face couldn't see the joy and sorrow: "I can't avenge my mother, I can't be a son of man in vain, I can't save Xiao'an, I'm a brother in vain, I can't ...... No...... Junbao. ”

The vast wind and snow fell on Cheng Yin: "I can't break free in this life, but if there is an afterlife, it will definitely not be as you wish!"

The words are sonorous, but in fact they are desperate.

After speaking, Cheng Yin took the initiative to take a step back and fell straight into the lava.

In an instant, it was completely submerged.

It seems that everything is over.

On one side is the snow, and on the other side is the lava.

Cheng Yue smiled: "Wonderful. ”

"Patriarch, you ......" Cheng Feng covered his face, even if the girl was an outsider, but those two teenagers were both the sons of the patriarch.

Cheng An was still cultivated as the next patriarch, and the patriarch was so good at ......

Cheng Ling was also a little incredulous.

Does the patriarch really think that if he hides a son, the people will not know?

Today he killed his own son ruthlessly, will he kill them tomorrow......

Seeing the expressions of the two, Cheng Yue's face was gloomy: "Ignorant people, if you want to sacrifice the sword, you have to match it!"

Cheng Ling Cheng Feng is the only one.

Cheng Yue said again: "Do you think that I hid Cheng and taught Cheng An carefully, all for Cheng An?"

Cheng Ling and Cheng Feng glanced at each other, didn't they?

"Heh, I've always done this for Cheng Yin.

Because, he is a rare sword heart body in the world. ”

The body of the sword heart turned out to be such a good seedling, if it is taught well, the cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and the ascension can be waited.

Why did the patriarch ......

Could it be that a sword is heavier than his own son?

"Hmph, my Cheng family is a swordsmith, and we live to create a peerless divine weapon that can create and destroy the world!

I treat Cheng An well and treat Cheng Yin lightly, just to stimulate the killing intent in Cheng Yin's heart, and the body of the sword heart when I cultivate to the foundation is the best candidate for sacrifice.

Sooner or later, the world will sing and surrender to my foresight. ”

Seeing that Cheng Ling and Cheng Feng were silent, Cheng Yue said coldly: "Tonight's matter, there is no need to spread it, you all go back." ”

"Yes. The two of them left almost as if they were running away.

Cheng Yue stood proudly in the wind and snow, and his chest was even more agitated.

The original clear sky and full moon suddenly fell like snow.

Wind and snow are the place to temper people, and Cheng Yue feels more and more that it is destined by providence.

Providence is destined to forge a peerless divine weapon.

He stood by the furnace, not daring to let up in the slightest.