A silver light circled in the sky, turned around twice, and flew in front of Guan Bufan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zheng!

A sword roared, showing the joy of Heavenly Fencing and his master meeting again.

Guan Bufan reached out and grabbed the heavenly fencing and stroked it gently. Suddenly, he frowned and looked at a trail of blood on his sword.

"How can there be blood on the sword? Whose blood is it? Could it be that Wu Guanglie's? Forget it, it doesn't matter whose it is, if you want to take my heavenly fencing, you deserve to be injured!"

Guan Bufan put the heavenly fencing back into the sheath and continued to move towards Ah Ping's position. As for the man who tried to take away his own heavenly fencing, he didn't want to trouble him at the moment.

But if he doesn't look for it, it doesn't mean that Wu Guanglie will give up.

The fifth-grade magic weapon flew away in front of him, and he also wrenched his hands, and the resentment in Wu Guanglie's heart can be imagined.

A burst of crying attracted more than a dozen children from the family.

Seeing Wu Guanglie's hands broken, the ground was covered with blood and broken meat, and some pampered children spit it out directly. And some elite children are watching very calmly.

One of them snorted coldly: "Don't howl, cry and cry, what are you like!"

This person is the most talented person of this generation, the eldest son of the head of the family, Wu Guanglie's biological brother Wu Guangran.

Although he and Wu Guanglie are compatriots, Wu Guangran has been valued by the family since he was a child, and he has been taken by the head of the family. And Wu Guangran himself has always been ashamed of this waste brother, and when he saw his embarrassed crying, he was angry, and his cold voice was quite harsh.

Wu Guanglie was very afraid of his genius brother, and he was so frightened that he immediately stopped crying. But the sharp pain in his hand made his face twitch.

Although he is very disdainful of this younger brother, after all, he is his own brother, and he can't be left here and left to the children of the clan to point fingers.

Wu Guangran took out a small medicine bottle, walked up to Wu Guanglie, and poured the medicine powder from the medicine bottle onto Wu Guanglie's broken arm. Immediately, the bleeding arm stopped bleeding, and I couldn't even feel the pain.

"Tell me, how did this hand break?"

The arm was broken, Wu Guanglie's heart was like ashes, and he was facing his brother who had been afraid since he was a child, he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and told everything about yesterday to today, as if pouring beans from the bamboo tube. It's just that among them, he concealed that he sent someone to kill that Jiedan and wanted to hide this magic weapon privately, but he just said that he didn't know the level of the magic weapon, and he took it back to see, but he didn't expect it to be a fifth-class magic weapon.

"Seriously injured and dying monk Jiedan?!Fifth Rank Magic Weapon!"

Wu Guangran's eyes lit up, he was now a threefold cultivation of foundation building, and among the few magic weapons he used, the best was only a sixth-grade magic weapon. A fifth-grade magic weapon was not a small temptation for him.

What made him even more excited was the other treasures that might exist in the seriously injured and dying monk Jiedan.

You know, monks have storage bags. The real good things are basically put in storage bags, and they are placed on the body without saying anything. A fifth-grade magic weapon was enough to attract him and let him do it. What's more, there was something else in the dying Yudan's storage bag.

Thinking of this, Wu Guangran immediately got up and left.

Wu Guanglie asked behind him again and again: "Brother, what should I do with my arm?

"Go ask my father!" Wu Guangran replied impatiently, and left Wu Guanglie's sight in a turn.

Wu Guangran didn't tell anyone about this matter, even his father, who brought him with him since he was a child. On the one hand, he wanted to swallow those things alone, on the other hand, although the other party was a monk of Jiedan, but he could let his waste brother take away the weapon, and his strength at the moment was not much stronger, and he could definitely kill the other party easily. Wu Guanglie, as the strongest genius of the Lin family's generation, has not been defeated for several years, and he has this self-confidence.

"That magic weapon is made of blood, and it is connected to the master's mind, and since it flew away automatically, it means that the seriously injured and dying Yudan has woken up and summoned it away. At this moment, the one who had Yudan might have left the hill outside the city. The most likely place for him to come was in this city, after all, he was seriously injured and needed medical treatment. ”

Wu Guangran speculated on the location of this Jiedan, but he never expected that it would be so easy to find him. Just went out the door, looked left and right, and found the man.

A silver giant sword, right behind the man, was very eye-catching.

"Is that him? Kill him now while his injuries are still healed. I, Wu Guangran, will be the first person to cultivate in the foundation building period and reverse the knot pill!"

Wu Guangran's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see what kind of praise he would receive in the future.

With a slap of the storage bag, the best sixth-rank magic weapon magic sword on Wu Guangran's body flew out, and struck the person with the silver giant sword on his back like lightning.

He had never thought about what would happen if he found the wrong person? For the Wu family, who had been favored and cultivated by the Wu family since he was a child, there was no one in this city who he could not provoke except for a dozen people.

Finding the wrong one?

That's wrong, it's just a human life, who cares?

The magic sword roared, as if he was excited that he was about to drink blood.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared between the magic sword and its target, stretched out one hand, probed slightly, and grabbed the magic sword in his hand.

The magic sword is a blade all over its body, with two sharp ends, and any one that hits the human body can cause damage. This structure has been passed down for countless years, and it is the most energy-saving and lethal.

But this structure is not incomprehensible, the body is strong, and it is okay to grasp it directly.

And this magic weapon is a sixth-class magic weapon, with its sharpness, the physical cultivation that can be grasped with empty hands is at least the physical cultivation of the Dan period.

Realizing this, Wu Guangran retreated, returned to the family mansion, and looked at the man in black outside the door.

"Sneak up on me, look for death!"

Lin Daoxun's eyes were cold, and his hand was slightly strained. There was only a click, and the magic sword broke in two and fell to the ground, clanging.

Inside the gate, Wu Guangran spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful, he hugged his fists and bowed: "The juniors are unreasonable, they have disturbed the seniors, please forgive the seniors!"

As he spoke, he cursed in his heart. The person who scolded was naturally the waste brother Wu Guanglie.

"Okay, good, I didn't expect this kid to learn to trick now. Although the monk was seriously injured, there was a companion of the monk who was a fellow cultivator, and you didn't tell me. Wu Guanglie, you have a kind, when I go back, I will clean you up. ”

When he cursed, Guan Bufan had already turned around and looked at him, and said in a cold voice: "Are you Wu Guanglie?"

Wu Guangran was stunned for a moment, felt the coldness in Guan Bufan's tone, and hurriedly denied: "No, no, no, I'm not Wu Guanglie." ”

"When I am blind? When you came out, you looked at the heavenly fencing on my back, and then you attacked. You took my weapon yesterday and tried to kill me today, how dare you!"

Guan Bufan opened his big hand, and the purple flames erupted away.

"The seniors misunderstood, I'm really not Wu Guanglie!"

Wu Guangran shouted loudly, and at the same time used the magic of the gods, preparing to flee.

At this moment, a black rope stretched out from Lin Daoxun's hand, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at Wu Guangran's side and tied it into a zongzi.

Flames struck, wrapping the black rope along with Wu Guangran.

In the strange flames, I couldn't see anything clearly, only a scream could be heard coming from the flames.

"Stop! Let me go!!"

A loud shout full of murderous intent came from the Wu family's land.