Shan Xiongxin's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyu's master to be so powerful, but he was unwilling!

But at this point, he had no way out, and he was ruthless in his heart, and roared: "Keep shooting for me!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows kept shooting from the wall, one wave was unknown, and another wave came, quite a feeling of ten thousand arrows firing at once. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info but the shadow of the stick formed by the green short stick, but it is solid, like a solid shield, no matter how many arrows are shot, it is blocked from the outside.

Wang San secretly sighed that the power of the dog-beating stick method was extraordinary, but the next moment a sudden change occurred.

"Poof!"

Fan Jiugong actually spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood!

"Nine Princes ......"

"Master......"

Wang San and Zhang Xiaoyu exclaimed at the same time.

No one expected such a change, including Shan Xiongxin.

But he immediately came to his senses, and his heart was ecstatic, and he shouted: "This bad old man can't hold on, keep shooting, shoot them......"

However, the next moment, Fan Jiugong opened his eyes, and his eyes exuded a compelling divine light.

Under this divine light, Wang San and Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to look directly.

At this moment, Wang San had an illusion in his heart, and Fan Jiugong in front of him seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person.

Fan Jiugong turned his head, glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu meaningfully, then looked at Shan Xiongxin, and said lightly: "The old man finally received a female disciple with high talent and a good heart, how can you kill her?"

As he spoke, his eyebrows flew sideways, and he had a kind of momentum of giving up his own people!

Under this momentum, Shan Xiongxin couldn't help but retreat, and his heart was shocked, thinking: "Who is this person, how can he have such a strong momentum!"

In the rivers and lakes, most of the people who can have such momentum are some characters with heads and faces, but he has never seen the old beggar in front of him.

"Could it be that he is a hermit?" Shan Xiongxin could only guess like this, but he couldn't understand how he could worship such a master as a teacher with Zhang Xiaoyu's identity?

While thinking about it, Shan Xiongxin heard a few words come out of Fan Jiugong's mouth!

"See the dragon in the field!"

Accompanied by the sound, Fan Jiugong's body was full of golden light, and a large amount of golden air flowed out of his body, and then converged into an illusory golden dragon.

When the golden moment appeared on Fan Jiugong's body, Shan Xiongxin was already dumbfounded, and shouted in his mouth: "Impossible, how can this be ......" With his experience, he naturally understood what the scene in front of him meant.

However, this was only the beginning, and then the golden air flow converged into a golden dragon, and Shan Xiongxin could no longer control his emotions, and said incoherently: "Mixed Yuan Strength, Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending...... Could he be ......?"

"Whew!"

A dragon groan sounded, and it overpowered Shan Xiongxin's voice!

With the sound, the illusory golden dragon violently erupted with a supreme yang aura, and then slammed into Shan Xiongxin's chest at an astonishing speed.

Rumble!

Under the impact of the golden dragon, Shan Xiongxin's body exploded in an instant, and his clothes turned into countless fragments, flying in the mourning hall, flesh and blood flew sideways, splashing everywhere, adding a little more red to this mourning hall, but a little more forested and a little sad......

When the crowd on the wall saw this scene, where did they still have the heart to shoot arrows, some worried hands holding bows trembled a little, I don't know who shouted, "Run!" Everyone began to flee, and after a while, there was no longer a single figure on the wall.

The red-clothed Buddha came to the mourning hall earlier, he looked at those fragments, the frightened old man Xiang Fan Jiugong, and then knelt down and begged for mercy: "Senior, this is none of my business, I am just a subordinate, everything is instructed by Shan Xiongxin!"

After thinking about it, he said: "Senior, as long as you promise to let me go, I am willing to persuade the pipe band of the twelfth fleet, as well as my thirteenth fleet, to let the entire single fleet work for the Zhang family." ”

Fan Jiugong didn't answer directly, but looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked, "Apprentice, what are you going to do with him?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said coldly: "Anyone who harms my relatives deserves to die!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang San was surprised, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyu to say such words.

However, Fan Jiugong said hello three times in a row, then laughed, then squatted down and picked up a stone from the ground, and then flicked the stone at the red-clothed Buddha.

Sou!

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and the stone flew towards the red-clothed Buddha, and with a muffled sound, it hit the center of the eyebrows!

The red-clothed Buddha's words stopped abruptly, and then fell to the ground softly, Zhang Xiaoyu had mixed feelings, and said: "Thank you, master!"

Fan Jiugong smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "It's because the teacher can't stand you, but he just saved your father's last breath, but he can't save him......"

As he spoke, Fan Jiugong vomited another mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

"Master. Zhang Xiaoyu subconsciously shouted.

Wang San stretched out his hand and touched the snort of Dao Jiugong, and found that his breath was strong and powerful, so he said: "Xiaoyu, Jiugong is healing your father's injuries while responding to the enemy, I think it is because of the lack of internal strength and a little injury, but with his strength, it won't be long before he wakes up." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then a faint voice sounded.

"Little ...... Light rain ......"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Daddy, it's great that you're awake." ”

In fact, Zhang Wentian had already been conscious, but his body was too weak, if it wasn't for Fan Jiugong to cross his internal strength, he probably wouldn't even be able to speak.

Zhang Wentian opened his eyes slightly and said, "Master, please stay away for a while, the old man wants to say a few words to my daughter alone." ”

"Daddy, if you have anything to say, let's go home and talk about it!" Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered Fan Jiugong's words, and then looked at her father's appearance of explaining the future, and suddenly felt like a numb.

"No, Xiaoyu, I'm afraid that if I don't say it again, I won't have a chance......" As he spoke, Zhang Wentian rolled his eyes and looked at Wang San, Wang San wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he finally sighed, and then walked into the distance.

When Wang San left, Zhang Xiaoyu immediately asked: "Daddy, if you have anything, just tell your daughter, and your daughter will listen to you!"

Zhang Yuanwai said: "It's not much, it's just one problem." ”

"What's the problem?"

"Do you like the junior master?"

Even in this environment, Zhang Xiaoyu was asked by her father, and her little face also showed a flush, and then said in a low voice: "I don't know." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's changes, Zhang Wentian saw it in his eyes, and he suddenly asked: "Xiaoyu, do you want to trouble the third master if you are fine?"

"That's how hateful he is!"

Zhang asked Tianxin to comprehend, and then asked, "Do you want to go to the junior master if you are fine?"

"I ...... I wanted to hear him tell ...... story."

From Zhang Xiaoyu's answer, Zhang Wentian already had an answer, he knew that he would not live long, so he decided to let go of this old face and do one last thing for her daughter!