"Okay, Xiao Mo, then you must take care of yourself. I'll wait for you in the Spring City." Ji Yang almost had an orderly tone. He really didn't know how long it would take to wait for this separation before he could see his precious apprentice again.

"Master, if I have the chance, I will definitely go to Chuncheng to report you peace," Dongfang Mo said confidently.

Ji Yang no longer wasted time, and sent a message to Su Jidao and arranged the people in Chuncheng. Su Jidao was also the kind of straightforward and refreshing person. He had also seen Dongfang Mo's Lianmi Palace. Therefore, at this moment, he wanted to protect his Five Elements Pavilion.

"Ah, ah" Zhou Jingqian finally exploded

The terrifying pressure, like a tide, swept across the high platform as the center. When Zhou Jingqian's roar sounded, the disciples of the Sword Sect had no time to escape, and were shocked by the sound wave and could not move. Some of the low-level practitioners spewed blood from their mouths.

"Dongfang Mo, I want you to bury my son with me. I want to ask everyone present to bury me with me." Zhou Jingqian didn't even mean to hide it. The pressure covered this space, and even Dongfang Mo couldn't move. He could not resist the cultivation level of the fourth level of Ningxuan.

People have already started to be scared from the bottom of their hearts because they have become fish on the table and are left to Zhou Jingqian to slaughter. How can this not be scared?

Under Zhou Jingqian's pressure, the only one who can remain calm is Zhaoran, who has a relatively unstoppable combat power.

"Your words are inappropriate. Even if you are the prince of the Zhou royal family, you cannot kill innocent people." Although Zhaoran is still far behind Zhou Jingqian in terms of identity, Zhaoran is neither humble nor arrogant at this moment, and exudes his own pressure, sweeping Zhou Jingqian's pressure, at least allowing those disciples of the Sword Sect to leave safely

When there is such an opportunity, which of these disciples of the Sword Sect dares to stay and run faster than rabbits? Who would have thought that they would go to watch the fun and almost lost their lives. No matter how exciting the fun is, it is not worth it.

Soon, the thousands of people dispersed instantly

Zhou Jingqian's face looked even more ugly. He absolutely could not accept the fact that Leng Yan died. Otherwise, he would never have had the chance to give the disciples of the Five Elements Pavilion and the Peripheral Sword Sect a chance to escape. The white man gave the black man. Only by truly experiencing it can he know how tormenting this pain is. It is a feeling of tearing apart his heart.

Zhou Jingqian, who had eased a little bit, could not accept that Dongfang Mo had revealed his relationship with Leng Yan in front of so many people. He suddenly suppressed everyone present and wanted to silence him.

But when Zhaoran spoke, Zhou Jingqian was even more angry and raised to a higher level. Zhaoran must have not taken action after knowing Leng Yan's identity. This damn Zhaoran

"Xiangran, do you want to resist the dynasty?" Zhou Jingqian asked coldly, his eyes seemed to spew out sharp cold lights.

Zhaoran shook his head: "Prince, Zhaoran's heart for the dynasty is visible to the sun and the moon. I just don't want the prince to implicate innocent people so much."

"Hmph" Zhou Jingqian was too lazy to get involved with Zhaoran, and raised his finger to Zhaoran, "Zhaoran, I asked you to protect Leng Yan, and you will protect it like this. Do you know your guilt?"

"The prince, Zhaoran did not take action because of Leng Yan's life experience. When the second prince Zhou Jinyu left the dynasty, he had already made this agreement, so Zhaoran did not take action, which was not considered a dereliction of duty." Zhaoran is an upright and stubborn person, who absolutely acted according to the rules and would never flatter anyone, even if this person was the prince who was under the Zhou royal family and above ten thousand people.

"Okay" Zhou Jingqian was already extremely angry, "Zhaoran, since I have taken action personally, I naturally don't need you." After saying that, Zhou Jingqian's eyes at Zhaoran were full of hostility. Even if Zhaoran was Zhaoran, he didn't seem to want to let go.

"Zhaoran Protector, since Zhou Jingqian is so merciless, I don't care what you do, but I, Zhou Jinyu, will never let him be so arrogant." Just when Zhaoran was still hesitating, Zhou Jinyu's voice transmission rang in his mind.

Before Zhaoran could react, he suddenly felt a sharp spiritual energy rising from the sky on the left side behind him. Although it was in the daytime, it was still a dazzling light, a golden light.

The light spread out from Zhou Jinyu's body. Gradually, it condensed behind Zhou Jinyu. The golden light gathered behind Zhou Jinyu's head, forming a golden word "官网".

The power of bloodline.

Those disciples of the Sword Sect had already fled in all directions, but there were some people with identities in the stands, so they naturally knew the power of the king-level bloodline used by Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu made such a toss, Zhou Jingqian could see clearly, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that you little bastard are also watching the fun here. Well, today, I will deal with you together and bury my son with you. You all want to die for me."

"Hmph" Dongfang Mo also snorted coldly at the same time. Just as it was clear that it swept through Zhou Jingqian's pressure for a moment, Dongfang Mo had already made arrangements with Situ Nan, the leader of the Sword Sect. That is, no matter what happened, Situ Nan and others must follow Dongfang Mo. As a last resort, when Dongfang Mo's spiritual energy swept over them, they must not resist.

Situ Nan also understood how dangerous the current situation was. Besides, Dongfang Mo's skills had already surpassed his cognition, so he naturally nodded in agreement.

When Zhou Jinyu used his blood power to fight to the death, Dongfang Mo naturally would not fall behind

With a low growl, Dongfang Mo also used the power in his bloodline

However, Dongfang Mo's power is a bit different from the blood power of Zhou Jinyu, the king-level inheritance. His power is even more manic. Even if he is now facing the use of it, it still consumes spiritual energy. Dongfang Mo's blood radiates, and his own breath gradually begins to rise again, just like the duel with Leng Yan on the high platform. Soon, his cultivation has reached the seventh level of original aspiration, and the momentum of Yu Wuyin in his hand is even more fierce. I saw Dongfang Mo's hands split, and Yu Wuyin actually split into two, one blue, one purple, and the two swords scattered completely different aura, but they all give people a kind of ancient aura, so thick that it is difficult to resist

Although Zhou Jinyu had known Dongfang Mo for a short time, the tacit understanding between the two was extraordinary. Both sides did not need to transmit a voice, but just looked at each other and jumped up at the same time.

Unexpectedly, neither of them went for Zhou Jingqian, but fled in two directions.

"Damn" This is the common reaction of everyone present. Dongfang Mo and Zhou Jinyu were too cunning. Under the threat of Zhou Jingqian, these two people used their skills to cover the box. After bluffing, they actually escaped from both directions.

Zhou Jingqian was even more angry. He could not let either of these two bastards go.

Suddenly rising into the air. At this time, Zhou Jinyu was not the most important one. The most important one was Dongfang Mo. This young man who caused his son to die tragically and lost all face. He couldn't help but crush him.

Ning Xuan can easily walk through the air. Dongfang Mo's Lingyun Technique is just a technique. No matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as Zhou Jingqian.

But Dongfang Mo was trying to get this last time to send a message to Zhou Jinyu: "Jinyu, go quickly."

"No, Brother Mo, I can persuade Zhaoran. At this moment, how can I leave you alone?" Zhou Jinyu refused flatly, and Dongfang Mo could feel that when he found that Zhou Jingqian was not chasing him, he turned around and came to his side.

Dongfang Mo felt a little warm in his heart. Although such a brother was a chance meeting, he was definitely worthy of his cherishment for the rest of his life.

"Jinyu, at the critical moment, if I surround you with spiritual energy, if you don't resist, I will definitely take you to a safe place." Dongfang Mo now feels that it is really good to have the support of Lianmi Palace.

But he couldn't hide in immediately. He wanted to send the elders of the Sword Sect to a safe place first. Just now, he had already thought of a special place in the Sword Sect. Even Zhou Jingqian wanted to enter, it might not be a place that he could find in a short while. That place had a high level of cultivation and seemed useless.

"Okay, Brother Mo, I believe you." Zhou Jinyu was very happy when he heard that Dongfang Mo had a clear heart. At this moment, he actually shouted arrogantly at Zhou Jingqian, "Zhou Jingqian, you drove me and my mother out of the Zhou royal family, you didn't expect that you would have the pain of losing your son today, hahahaha."

Zhou Jingqian secretly cultivated Leng Yan and spent countless efforts. Now that Leng Yan was killed, he could not accept it. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinyu deliberately poked his pain.

But Zhou Jingqian would not be so easily angered and had no normal thinking. He was still chasing Dongfang Mo and constantly released pressure in an attempt to lock in Zhou Jinyu.

Dongfang Mo dared not run along the straight line. In that case, Zhou Jingqian would be caught up with him in the blink of an eye. He kept changing directions and fleeing in a very complex and strange route. Although Zhou Jingqian's pressure was fierce and heavy, Dongfang Mo also used his blood power. Faced with such pressure, he could still use the Lingyun technique. However, the spiritual energy consumed by using this Lingyun technique has increased a lot.

After a stick of incense, Dongfang Mo felt the pressure, because the spiritual energy in his dantian was used like this, he was already a little helpless.

The changes in Dongfang Mo's slightest made Zhou Jingqian feel it. Zhou Jingqian sneered: "I see how long you little bastard can run, but I tell you, if you dare to leave the Sword Sect half a step away, everyone in the Sword Sect, including Situ Nan, will die." Zhou Jingqian did not use his blood power, which forced Dongfang Mo to be desperate.
Chapter completed!