"Mo Xiongyang, you old horseman, I'm going to kill you!"

The voice was extremely loud, echoing on this wide road, and I don't know where Ling Fei got the strength to shout out. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info shocked all the monks present.

When Ling Fei was knocked into the distance, the old butler Chen Lian had already noticed it, and slowly walked towards Ling Fei step by step.

When Mo Xiongyang's last killer move was issued, Chen Lian was still a cut away from Ling Fei, and he actually rushed towards Ling Fei at lightning speed, blocking Ling Fei under the eyes of many worries.

This move may have worried about Ling Fei's life, but it was blocked by Chen Lian and saved Ling Fei's life, but he died under the dark blue ball of light.

Looking at Chen Lian's slowly falling old figure, Ling Fei cried, two lines of tears flowed silently, and he roared angrily in the sky.

Chen Lian is not his own grandfather, but he is even better than his own grandfather, Ling Fei's grandfather served as a deacon elder in the clan, but he never saw him in three years, Chen Lian completely replaced him.

In the past, Chen Lian was kind to Ling Fei, but now he is sacrificing his life to block this move for himself, how can Ling Fei not be angry!

At this moment, this scene made the monks present red-eyed, looking at Ling Fei, who was crying bitterly, everyone couldn't imagine that this helpless teenager would be so terrifying, linked to that deliberately harmless Ling Fei.

Ling Wei and Yan Xiru also sighed slightly in their hearts, they didn't expect such an ending, Chen Lian died, and he died for Ling Fei.

Ling Fei gently stroked Chen Lian's pulse, and there was a slight beat, Ling Fei was overjoyed, and slowly injected a yuan force into Chen Lian's body, Chen Lian was like a seedling that had been in drought for a long time after being moistened by heavy rain, opened his eyes vigorously, and looked at Ling Fei with a smile, with a soft color in his eyes.

The still trembling right hand stroked Ling Fei's face, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said weakly: "Fei'er, grandpa is finally ...... I've helped you once, and the boy has ...... There are tears, no flicking, no ...... Don't cry, remember...... Don't report it to me...... Enmity. ”

Seeing that Chen Lian was even weaker, Ling Fei injected Yuan Force into him again, only to see Chen Lian snort, and a look of pain appeared on his face. Seeing this, Zhang Wei hurriedly said, "Young master, stop it, Chen Lian's physical body is mortal, and he has never cultivated a trace of Yuan Force, you will let him die faster like this." ”

Sure enough, when Ling Fei heard this, he immediately stopped transmitting Yuan Force. Chen Lian's old face looked painful, and then eased slightly.

Chen Lian turned his head to glance at Ling Wei and Yan Xiru, and then said to Ling Fei, "Fei'er, I... I can't do it, you have to live well... Live, don't be for me... Avenge. As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lian's eyes slowly closed, his breath disappeared, and then his body gradually became colder.

Ling Fei knew that Chen Lian had already left, leaving forever. Ling Fei's surrounding Yuan Force suddenly seemed to be like a sleeping tiger ready to move, and his body emitted firelight, as if it was on fire.

A powerful Yuan Force erupted, and the dust on the ground around him disappeared in an instant, Ling Fei seemed to be transformed into a fire man, gently holding the old butler Chen Lian, and walked to Ling Wei's side.

Ling Fei forcibly held back his crying, and said in a trance: "Dad, mother, Lian Ye will be handed over to you, settle Lian Ye in the Ling family, now you go back, I want to avenge Lian Ye." As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Xiongyang viciously, his eyes revealed endless killing intent, and his eyes were still flashing with tears, which was terrifying.

Mo Xiongyang snorted coldly and turned his head away, as if he was waiting for Ling Fei to explain his last words, not at all worried that Ling Fei would escape. Just because you are a mysterious cultivator, you want the life of the old man?

Yan Xiru sighed in her heart, a trace of worry flashed in the corner of her eyes, and she hesitated. Ling Wei patted Yanxi Ruxiang on the shoulder and said softly: "Hey, let's go back first, with Fei'er's character, the things decided will not change, this kid is too stubborn." ”

Still looking at Ling Fei worriedly, Ling Wei nodded, took Yan Xiru to pick up Chen Lian, and walked towards Ling's house.

Ling Fei's face was expressionless, and he said, "Yu'er, you should also go back with your father." ”

Yang Yu'er replied: "No, I won't go back, I will wait for the young master." There was a hint of firmness on Yu'er's stubborn face.

Seeing this, Ling Fei had no choice but to sigh lightly, he had no experience to care about Yang Yu'er anymore. said to Jiang Tianyu, who was the weakest: "This young man handed over Yu'er to you, and you won't be needed in the next battle." ”

Jiang Tianyu nodded and said, "Don't worry, young master, Miss Yu'er, I will be optimistic." ”

Ling Fei nodded and ignored him no more.

After arranging all the trivial matters, Ling Fei had no worries in his heart, and the two scarlet bloody eyes looked at Mo Xiongyang, and Yuan Li tumbled from his body, like boiling water.

Ling Fei was entangled in a thick layer of Yuan Force, and the raging flames seemed to emit heat, making people feel very hot.

Although the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand was only a mid-level magic weapon, it seemed to be extremely intelligent, as if it was cooperating with Ling Fei, and the sword body also shone with a dazzling red light, shining on Ling Fei's body, fusing with the fire on his body, which was extremely amazing.

Ling Fei's right hand flickered slightly, and the Blood Drinking Sword suddenly flowed through his body, bursting out with a hundred zhang of brilliance, turning into sword shadows, and gradually merging with the Blood Drinking Sword.

Ling Fei clenched the Blood Drinking Sword with both hands, and shot two blades at Mo Xiongyang's volley, only to see that the speed of the sword blade shooting out was extremely fast, and it was close to Mo Xiongyang's body in the blink of an eye as if it had pierced the void.

Everywhere the red blade passed, the air seemed to be burning, and there was a slight hint of fire.

Mo Xiongyang's eyes were slightly cold, and he snorted coldly, and then a powerful energy suddenly drilled out of his body, quickly forming a light screen.

Bang!

The blade of the sword is extremely sharp, and it slashes at the light screen, it seems that he is not satisfied, and after rubbing the spark of the debut, the light screen is finally broken. The two blades were like the death scythes held by the god of death, forming two arcs and slashing at Mo Xiongyang's arms.

The two sleeved robes were cut open, and two deep blood marks were printed on his arms, but Mo Xiongyang didn't care at all, his expression was still indifferent, as if these two blood marks did not cause him any pain.

Mo Xiongyang glanced at the wound and said coldly, "It seems that I still underestimate you." Saying that, Mo Xiongyang was dressed in black and had no wind, and Yuan Li gathered between his arms and gradually swam towards his palm.

A huge palm print was imprinted towards Ling Fei's chest, and Ling Fei hurriedly laid a defensive barrier outside his body, and the red light of the Blood Drinking Sword burst out.

Ling Fei shouted, "You old horseman, I'll let you look bigger!" The Blood Drinking Sword swirled around his body, forming a violent wind, blowing his clothes untidy.

The Blood Drinking Sword raised its finger to the sky, and a hundred zhang red light erupted, blocking most of the light, and a huge blade attached to the body of the Blood Drinking Sword appeared.

Suddenly, the wind was raging, Ling Fei stood up on one foot, standing in mid-air, Ling Fei held the blood drinking sword in both hands, and with a loud shout, Ling Fei's powerful sword slashed into the sky, and the space seemed to be cut out of the cracks.

Mo Xiongyang sensed the power of this blow, and didn't dare to be too careless, clasping his hands together, and a dark cyan light seal quietly converged, rising from the top of his head, and gradually becoming larger. Grab at the slashing blade.

Rumble!

The giant blade and the light seal collided suddenly, rubbing the debut sparks in a stalemate with each other, and the space seemed to be extremely distorted, and the powerful energy formed two violent air currents, and the dust rolled, shaking up terrible dust, as if destroying everything.

Two powerful imposing forces rippled all around, and the wind howled and whirred. The Blood Drinking Sword in Ling Fei's hand was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be a raging fire on the sword body, and the flames were majestic. On the other hand, looking at the light seal emitted by Mo Xiongyang, although the dark blue light seal did not dazzle everyone present, the terrifying aura emanating from it made all the monks shocked.

Two strong energies buzzed in the friction, and the two seemed to be deadlocked.

Wow!

The golden light flashed, and in the end, it was the strong energy of the ink bear yang, and the huge light seal crushed the giant blade sent out by Ling Fei, but the energy on the light seal also weakened, and a palm slapped in front of Ling Fei, knocking him to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.