"Lan'er!"

"Mother!"

Jun Yan'er rushed over and hugged Zhang Lan's thigh, and blood dripped down Jun Yan'er's little face: "Mother?"

Zhang Lan's legs and feet were weak, she couldn't stand, she supported Jun Yan'er, and slowly lay down on the ground, blood kept gushing out from the wound on her shoulder, instantly staining the ground red.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" ......Jun Yan'er wanted to help Zhang Lan see the injury, but she was covered in blood and couldn't do anything, only tears fell down, blurring everything in front of her.

Cui Wei was frightened, and after waking up, she quickly took out the medicine bottle, pulled the stopper and poured it into her wound.

Zhang Lan grabbed Cui Wei's hand, opened and closed her mouth, and said intermittently: "You...... Promise me ......"

Before the words fell, her head tilted, and she was completely silent.

Her eyes never closed, and her eyes, which were already dull, still fell on Jun Yan'er's body, obviously she was not at ease.

"Lan'er!" Jun Wufeng was covered in blood, stumbled over, and knelt beside Zhang Lan, but Zhang Lan had already gone and could no longer respond to him.

This stupid woman, who never thinks about the consequences when doing things, this stupid woman!

"No wind, I ......"

"Get out!" Jun Wufeng swung his fist at Jun Wuliang, and the iron fist wrapped in flames smashed into his face, and with a huge force, Jun Wuliang was beaten back two or three steps.

"Second master. "The guards around him, raising their knives, are going to slash and kill Jun Wufeng.

Jun Wuliang stretched out his hand to stop: "Wufeng, you can go back with me." ”

Jun Wufeng's body was trembling, he stretched out his hand and closed Zhang Lan's eyes tremblingly.

"Silly woman, tell you not to follow me, you are the stupidest. There were tears in the corners of his eyes, but his lips were gently curled, just like the first time he saw her that day, still infinitely beautiful.

With a bang, he drew his long sword, and Jun Wufeng put it on his neck.

The long body is jade, straight as a pine, and his legs, which have long been crippled, have become straight at this moment, he curled his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of grief: "Jun Wuliang, I have nothing to do with the Jun family from now on, since you want to take me back, take my corpse back!"

As soon as the words fell, he used a force in his hand, and the long sword was horizontal, and blood gushed out from his neck and splashed all over the ground.

"Dad!" Jun Yan'er screamed in shock, and crawled to Jun Wufeng's side: "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you, Dad......"

Jun Wufeng was bleeding from his neck, holding Jun Yan'er's hand tightly, as if there were a thousand words in his throat, he had countless words to say, but in the end they converged into one sentence: "Immeasurable, let them go......"

Over the years, Jun Wuliang has been accustomed to life and death, but when Jun Wufeng died in front of him, he was still heartbroken, the former good brothers, agreed to practice together, and never wanted to let each other, at this moment, he felt that those quarrels had become interesting.

His hands were clenched into fists, and he walked to Jun Wufeng's side step by step, his eyebrows were sad, and they all regretted: "You and I are born as the Jun family, and we are the ghosts of the Jun family when we die, it has long been fate, Wufeng, why can't you see it, and you are as stupid as you were at the beginning!"

"Second master, what should I do?" This Jun Wufeng and Zhang Lan are both dead, leaving two daughters, is this to catch or not?

"Take it back. ”

"No!" Cui Wei blocked in front of Jun Yan'er with a horizontal sword.

Jun Wuliang raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on Cui Wei, without waves or temperature.

Cui Wei's heart sank, and she subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.

Jun Wuliang curled his lips slightly: "It's a little bold, it's a pity." ”

"Don't touch her!" Chaoyang turned his wrist, and the folding fan spun, rushing straight towards Jun Wuliang.

Jun Wuliang waved the knife with his backhand, and the folding fan was like a rag, shattering into slag in an instant, he was a real person, and the dragon mark knife was his natal magic weapon, even if the spiritual power was not good, the dragon mark knife alone could sweep away the Jiedan monk.

Chaoyang was counterattacked, spit blood in his mouth, flew out upside down, his body fell from the broken wall like a kite with a broken string, in a panic, he grabbed hard, barely grabbed the wall, and wanted to use his spiritual power but found that his dantian was in severe pain, and his spiritual power was blocked, and he couldn't pull out a penny, so he could only watch Jun Wuliang walk towards Cui Wei step by step.

Cui Wei subconsciously stepped back and pulled out the short sword with all her might.

Jun Wuliang snorted coldly, Cui Wei's heart sank, and she was immediately timid, and she wanted to give up the short sword, so she could only hold the short sword tightly, suppress her cowardice, and look at Jun Wuliang.

Jun Wuliang's eyes narrowed slightly, this girl actually fought against his coercion? Although his spiritual power was suppressed, and his coercion was suppressed a lot, but it was really good that she, a child of three or four years old, had such courage.

It's a pity that geniuses are suppressed, and the more courageous people are, the more they can't stay!

With a killing intent in his heart, Jun Wuliang raised his knife and rushed towards Cui Wei and slashed straight down.

The dragon trace knife contained dragon energy, and the coercion was pressed down like a mountain, and it was forced on Cui Wei's head.

Cui Wei's legs and feet weakened, and she knelt on the ground with a pop, and at the same time, she had already drawn her short sword and tried her best to push it up.

Ding, with a crisp sound, Cui Wei's hand hurt, and the short sword took off her hand and flew out.

The big knife didn't stop, and slashed at her head.

Whoosh –

The sound of breaking wind came, and with a flash of golden light, a long sword was placed on top of Cui Wei's head, stopping his broadsword.

Cui Wei was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she couldn't care about her image, so she crawled away from the place.

Jun Wuliang was shocked, and pressed down the Dragon Mark Knife hard, and at the same time, desperately pulled out the aura from the dantian and injected it into the Dragon Mark Knife.

The dragon mark sword flashed with a burst of blue light, pressing towards the sword of the soul.

The Soul Snatching Sword shook, glowing with golden light, and with a sudden turn, the Dragon Trace Knife stabbed at Jun Wuliang.

Jun Wuliang turned his body stiffly and dodged the sword.

The Sword of Soul was like a soul attached to it, and it clanked with him.

Jun Wuliang was shocked in his heart, what the hell is going on with this sword, how can it be so powerful without anyone controlling it!

The spiritual power broke through the shackles in the meridians, rushed into the dragon trace knife, and a dragon roar rose to the sky, and struck the sword body of the sword with a force, and the sword flew out upside down and rushed into the darkness.

In the darkness, a hand reached over and grasped the hilt of the sword lightly, and the wrist flipped to relieve its strength.

He stepped into the air, like a god, and landed lightly beside Cui Wei.

The slight eyes touched her blood-stained hands, her brows frowned slightly, and suddenly the long sword rushed straight towards Jun Wuliang.

Jun Wuliang hadn't reacted yet, he was already cold, he looked at the person in front of him in shock, Lu Yang, it was actually Lu Yang!

Holding the sword tightly, he opened his mouth: "How are you." ”

Drawing the long sword with his backhand, Lu Yang shook it lightly, the blood on the tip of the sword fell to the ground and bloomed, and the sword body was still as smooth as ever.

"Tell Jun Wuji, Jun Yan'er and the two sisters I will accept it!" When the words fell, he flew up and kicked Jun Wuliang in the chest, Jun Wuliang spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down, and smashed on the house in the distance, and he couldn't get up.

Lu Yang's eyes were as bright as ice, and he swept over the Jun family's guards, and everyone was stunned, and they abandoned their weapons and fled, and disappeared in an instant.

"Lu Yang, you're back. ”

Lu Yang's eyes shone slightly, skipped the morning sun, and looked sideways at Cui Wei.

Cui Wei stretched out her two bloody little hands and wanted to cry: "It hurts." ”

"What are you pretending to be pitiful, isn't it avenging you?"