"Lord Qin, is he your son?"

Xia Borong asked in shock, because all the news that Qin had been killed a year ago, as for what he looked like, few people knew.

Not only Xia Borong, but Yu Wanwei also looked at Qin Changyuan who suddenly rushed up suspiciously.

But he didn't listen to Xia Borong's question, and now all his attention was on that six-rank martial artist.

"Haha, don't ask him, this is Qin who dared to challenge our Xuanming Pavilion a year ago!" Xuan Ming laughed, but there were palpitations in Pan Rao's heart.

"What did you do to these people?"

Xia Borong could naturally see that the group of martial artists in front of him who were exuding a faint green mist had already lost consciousness.

"What have I done? What can I do? Why should they follow me voluntarily and work for me?"

Xuan Ming didn't care, but it caused Xia Borong to grit his teeth a little.

"Haha, Brother Xuan Ming, I really didn't expect you to have this blink" Ge Guikun stepped forward and patted Xuan Ming's shoulder and said with a smile.

This is also good news for the concept of fate, after all, they are now in an alliance.

"They should be controlled by some evil magic, and the one who controls them should be the bell in Xuan Ming's hand. Yu Wanwei and Xia Borong said.

And Xia Borong also noticed that these dozen or so martial artists were obviously controlled, and as for what evil arts were used, only Xuan Ming knew.

"Qin, I'm your father, you say a word, Qin!"

At this time, Qin Changyuan grabbed the shoulders of the six-rank martial artist, and the old tears were rampant, and his thoughts about his son seemed to be released at this moment.

But the six-rank Martial Venerable, including the other Martial Venerables who appeared together, were all motionless, not uttering a word, and they couldn't even feel their breathing.

At this time, Xia Borong appeared directly behind Qin Changyuan and forcibly took him away.

"Mansion Lord Qin, calm down!"

"My son is alive again, standing in front of me, how can you calm me down!" Qin Changyuan roared, no one had ever seen him in such a state.

"You see, he's a puppet now, and he doesn't know you at all!"

"Whether he recognizes me or not, he will always be my son, my Qin!"

Qin Changyuan's emotions became more and more excited, but Xia Borong's anxiety was regarded as a good show by Xuan Ming and others.

In desperation, Xia Borong took advantage of Qin Changyuan's attention to the sixth-rank martial venerable, knocked him unconscious directly behind his back, and sent him to Linmi, who happened to be next to Long Fan.

And now Long Fan, it seems that his injuries are almost better, and he should be about to wake up.

After solving Qin Changchang, Xia Borong jumped up and was in the same place as Yu Wanwei.

Xuan Ming's bell rang again, and the group of puppets joined the other two battlefields except for the six-rank martial venerable who had attracted much attention.

The people who had stopped began to fight to the death again.

Now the situation is very unfavorable for Xia Borong and the others, the other party has three six-rank martial artists, although there are also three on his side, but Long Fan doesn't know when he will be able to wake up, but it is unknown.

At this time, two to three will definitely suffer, and the most important thing is not to know what means this puppet will have.

The other two places had already started fighting again, and they were naturally not going to stop.

However, with the addition of puppets, the pressure on Xia Borong and Yu Wanwei is much greater.

Originally, two against two, the odds were five or five, but now, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning.

"On, drag Yu Wanwei. ”

Xuan Ming's plan is already very clear, let the puppet drag Yu Wanwei, and he and Ge Guikun quickly solve Xia Borong, and then fight again and again, and the final outcome has been determined.

Under the control of Xuan Ming, the puppet of the Six-Rank Martial Venerable rushed towards Yu Wanwei without fear of death, while the two of Xuan Ming attacked Xia Borong.

For the puppet, Yu Wanwei was really pressed and beaten, and any attack hit him, even if it could cause injuries, the puppet didn't seem to feel pain, and desperately launched an attack on Yu Wanwei.

As for Xia Borong, it was even more uncomfortable, and Xuan Ming Errao's offensive was obviously more rapid than before.

It seems that they don't want to drag it out any longer, fearing that there will be more variables.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yu Wanwei was already injured, and the puppet had a lot of injuries, but he still acted like he was fine.

Xia Borong was even worse, he was shot down directly and fell on Lin, and his injuries were really not light.

"Long Fan, you wake up soon! Father, they can't hold on!"

Xia Qingyun, who had been staying by Long Fan's side, had tears in his eyes at this time, and he couldn't wait to rush to replace him when he saw his father constantly being injured.

Xia Qingyun, who was squatting beside Long Fan, looked worried, and then seemed to have made up his mind, turned around and stood up, ready to rush towards his father who fell to the ground.

Qiu Yun was about to stop it, but a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Xia Qingyun's arm.

"Leave it to me. ”

"President Xia's injury, I will let those two pay it back doublely!"

This voice is Long Fan!

Long Fan, who had been silent for a long time, finally woke up and looked at the situation in front of him firmly.

"You're finally awake!" Xia Qingyun turned around and saw Long Fan standing up, and hugged him directly with a crying voice.

Long Fan was suddenly stunned, smelling the fragrance of the girl on Xia Qingyun's body, and his face turned red instantly.

"Ahem...... Qingyun, I'll go and save President Xia first. Long Fan immediately reacted and said.

Qiu Yun, who was slow for half a beat, also stepped forward to hold Xia Qingyun at this time, although she understood Xia Qingyun's emotions, but now, it was not the time.

Xia Borong has been shot down by Xuanming Ge Guikun, and if he drags it any longer, he is afraid that he will die.

After Xia Qingyun was pulled aside by Qiu Yun, Long Fan jumped out and blocked in front of Xia Borong, staring coldly at the two who were slowly coming down.

"I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly, and I don't know if you will recover without Sakura" Xuan Ming joked, he didn't believe that after being beaten and losing his combat strength and falling unconscious, he would recover in such a short time.

After all, the group of martial venerables who had lost their combat power by Long Fan's fierce tiger saint roar were still lying on the ground, unconscious.

But how could Long Fan's recovery ability be comparable to others?

"Recover or not, don't you know if you try it?" Long Fan said lightly, and then stopped paying attention to Xuan Ming and the others, and instead helped Xia Borong up.

"President Xia, can you still hold on?"

"No problem, it's not to the point where you can't fight. Xia Borong's answer gave Long Fan a reassurance.

"Okay, please help me contain one person, and I'll quickly deal with the other one. ”

Xia Borong nodded, and met Ge Guikun, who rarely spoke.

As for Xuan Ming, it was naturally handled by Long Fan.

The Yan Ling Sword appeared in Long Fan's hand again, and this time its power seemed to have increased a lot.

On the fiery red sword body, there seemed to be a few more traces of silver, and the crackling sound kept ringing.

During the period of recovery, Long Fan was not idle, and was constantly comprehending the power of the thunder element.

The silver light continued to condense on the sword body, and the fire element was completely suppressed, and at this time, it seemed that the dark clouds began to gather, constantly echoing the sword in Long Fan's hand.

Long Fan swung out a sword, and thunder and lightning swept out, rushing towards Xuan Ming.

"This move, I call it, Thunder Hell Slash!"