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Chapter 216: Son of Promise

The three of them were crisscrossing, so fast that they couldn't tell each other. The more Yan Wen and the other saints fought, they became more and more frightened. In the case of two-on-one, they couldn't take down an old man who was seriously injured!

In Changshan County, all major forces set their sights on the battlefield. Unexpectedly, there was such a fierce collision as soon as they arrived, and all parties went to investigate.

"Tell me where my grandfather is!" Zhao Yun asked this question again on the platform.

This tone made someone unhappy again, and he said anxiously: "Why are you talking to the Deputy Palace Master!"

"I'll take you to see it." The woman in the water blue skirt waved her hand, and everyone's eyes were blurred. When she appeared again, she had already arrived near the place of war. From a distance, she saw three groups of energy constantly colliding, and the ground in the air was full of cracks, and a world seemed like hell.

"Old man..." Although he couldn't see the figure clearly, Zhao Yun could feel that Mr. Tong was there. He used to be curious about what his cultivation level was, but now he was not so excited when he saw it, but instead he was worried.

"Who is fighting him?"

"The two saints of Yan Liang and Wen Chou, Yuan's family in Runan."

"Why?"

"It must have been ordered by Xuanmen."

"Xuanmen!" Zhao Yun was frightened. Thinking of that battle, if Zhao Wuji hadn't taken action, Xuanmen would have suffered heavy losses. Unexpectedly, they would have revenged their grudges and instead dealt with Mr. Tong.

"Why?"

"There are rumors that Zhao Wuji betrayed Xuanmen, and Tong Yuan was Zhao Wuji's teacher and the person he was closest to."

At this time, Zhiyu said inappropriately: "Traitor, it should be killed!"

"Bang!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun suddenly slapped him and directly pulled Zhiyu away for more than ten meters. The five bleeding fingerprints on his face were clearly visible. If ordinary people were disfigured, they would probably have been disfigured.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Random!" Zhiyu was furious. When Yao Xi saw that the little fan was humiliated, she immediately pulled her sword and stabbed Zhao Yun. Before the latter could take action, Gao Shun's sword had already met.

"Enough!" The woman in the water blue skirt was angry all the time, and everyone was immediately struck by lightning, and Zhiyu even spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Who dares to say such words again and expel them from the Moon Palace!" The woman in the water blue skirt made Yao Xi and others' hearts sink to the bottom of the valley. This sentence has a very strong meaning, which shows that Moon Palace is standing on Zhao Wuji's side and does not believe that his betrayal is inconsistent with the arguments of Xuanmen!

On the battlefield, another person suddenly joined, causing the originally balanced situation to change instantly. Old Tong was hit on his back and blood spilled in the sky.

"Xuanmen, Xiahou Ba!"

"Tong Yuan, you're not surrendering!"

"Dog of the Mysterious Sect, don't bark again!"

"court death!"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but want to rush over, but was fixed in place by the woman in the water blue skirt.

"The battle between the saints, a little bit of power can kill you!"

"Can you help him?"

"If I take action, the situation will be more complicated and more people will deal with him!"

"Boy!" Old Tong noticed Zhao Yun, and a voice floated into his mind, "You can't escape this disaster, don't be impulsive. Only by living can you avenge me. Haven't you always wanted to know what kind of cultivation I have? Today I will let you see how powerful the old man is!"

"It's time for you to see the real birds paying homage to the phoenix!" Tong Yuan stood proudly in the void, with shadows such as black crows, firebirds, blue skylarks, golden penis circling around him. At the point of the muzzle, the birds turned into destruction, devouring, burning and other different gun intentions covering the void, fighting against three, without any disadvantage!

"It's just the end of the power, let's go together!" The three of them joined forces, and Mr. Tong was gradually at a disadvantage. Zhao Yun showed his veins and his eyes were bloodshot, but he had no choice.

"It is worthy of being the Penglai gun master and Zhao Wuji's master back then, and he is indeed powerful."

"If Zhao Wuji is still there, these little guys dare not touch Tong Yuan."

"What a pity, the legend has come to an end, and everyone pushes it down."

"It's rumored that Zhao Wuji has a son, I don't know whether it's true or not."

...

On the battlefield, Tong Yuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood, his old injuries finally broke out at this moment, and his breath suddenly dropped.

.

Yan Liangwen Chou and Xia Hou Ba obviously did not have the character of a gentleman. They took advantage of his illness to kill him and both shot the strongest blow. Tong Yuan instantly flew out tens of thousands of meters like a broken kite, smashing several huge rocks.

"Grandpa!" Zhao Yun's muscles were tense, and the chains in his body burst out instantly. He wanted to rush to Kai Feng Ban, but with his body in the mortal realm, how could he break the shackles of a saint?

"Save him, please!" Zhao Yun's eyes were bleeding and tears. His only relative since he could remember, supported him through many crises. If something happened to him, Zhao Yun really didn't know who else could rely on in this world.

The woman in the water blue skirt had no expression on her face. She had seen too many such scenes.

"Remember today's despair. If you don't want to experience it again, you will become stronger and stronger than everyone!"

"Ah!" Zhao Yun roared, the pain of the chains bursting out could not be felt at all, only the heartache was extremely clear.

"grandfather!"

Gao Shunxian and the others not only rushed into the battlefield without caring about it, but were also imprisoned.

"Child, you will leave the Ruth yourself in the future." Old Tong's voice came, Zhao Yun felt something in advance, and said hoarsely: "No!"

"It's true that I'm old!" On the other side, the seriously injured Tong Yuan was covered in blood and had a pale complexion. After coughing a few times, he staggered and stood up.

"Struggle to death, let him be ruined first!" Yan Liang did not have any sympathy and approached with the other two saints, hoping to torture Zhao Wuji's master.

"Yun'er, I'm sure!"

A hundred birds circled the gun, and the colorful reflected the sky. The dying Tong Yuan's body emitted blood. With one shot, the birds turned into colorful light and poured into the gun, illuminating the sun.

"Not good, all the birds pay homage to the phoenix, retreat!"

Yan Liang and the other two did not expect that Tong Yuan could use the ultimate move of the Hundred Birds and Phoenix Swordsmanship in this state. The power of this move has long been famous and can be cut at the peak of the Holy Realm, and they began to retreat without thinking.

"Die!" Since Tong Yuan was desperate, it was absolutely impossible for them to escape. The spear flew out, merged with the birds, turned into a red fire wind, and instantly submerged the three of them!

"Puff puff puff!" Three sounds of vomiting blood sounded at the same time, and one shot seriously injured the three people.

"Brother, goodbye forever!"

Yan Liang and Xia Hou Ba ran fast just now, and Wen Chou was a little slower. He was penetrated by the fire wind, and the holy body began to burn in an instant, and it was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

"The Saint Falls!" The Saint fell, the heaven and earth were mourning, and blood suddenly started to rain in the sky, drizzling, falling into the ground into a river.

"This place will become a treasure land in the future."

Blood Rain is the essence of a saint's life. It returns to heaven and earth. The place where the saint dies will have sufficient spiritual energy within at least ten years.

"No!" Yan Liang and Wen Chou were brothers of the opposite sex. They were very sad when they saw each other die in front of them, but he was seriously injured and had no power to fight again.

"Penglai Gun Master..."

"Zhao Wuji's teacher..."

"If it were back then, I'm afraid the three of them would not be enemies of one move!"

...

"Tong Yuan, I want you to live better than death!" Yan Liang was like crazy. With his order, the people from the Yuan clan of Runan who were lurking in the dark immediately rushed out and surrounded Tong Yuan.

Tong Yuan no longer had any strength and could not resist it. He could only let the iron chain penetrate his limbs and cut the knife through the joints, and suffered all the torture in public.

"Born him!"

"Puff puff puff!" Tong Yuan's martial arts vein was cut open with a knife, and the blood rain in the sky became several times stronger again. The saint was deposed, as if he was dead!

"Grandpa!" Zhao Yun's expression was distorted, and the chain patterns on his body were like poisonous snakes. He tried every means to break through the shackles, and his heart was bleeding.

"Runan Yuan, I want to destroy your entire family!"

"Boom!" As soon as Zhao Yun said this, a bloody cloud suddenly exploded above his head, gathering a bright red color, echoing the blood rain, attracting a look.

"The inner demon oath!"

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect that someone would make a devil oath. Once the devil oath was generated, if the devil could not be fulfilled, the devil would be entangled.

, the cultivation level is difficult to improve, and even suddenly dies.

The inner demon oath is not so easy to trigger, and it is not something you can do if you make a vow.

The hatred in the hearts of top-level strong people or people with top-level potential is so strong that they can plant the inner demon vow, and never die. Only by completely destroying the other party or destroying yourself can they be solved!

"Who dares to destroy my Yuan family!"

Yan Liang, who was angry, dragged Tong Yuan, who had been unconscious with chains, and appeared not far from Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun looked at him directly, and clearly imprinted this face in his mind, swearing that he would suffer ten times more torture in the future!

"Is it you little *** who wants to destroy my Yuan family?"

"Bang!" Yan Lianggang was a mean person and was slapped by a woman in a water blue skirt. He was already seriously injured by Mr. Tong and could not resist it at all.

"Liye, you're crazy!" Yan Liang didn't expect that he was slapped in the face. The dignified saint was slapped in public by a woman. Where can I reason? It's really unbearable!

The woman in the water blue skirt looked low and said without hesitation: "Get out!"

"Why do you have to be so angry at the deputy palace master?" When Yan Liang had nowhere to be ashamed, a group of people approached quickly. The leader was nearly ten feet tall, with his ears falling like a Buddha, but he did not have a trace of Buddha nature, like a machine.

Yuan family in Runan, the giant spirit holy Ji Ling!

Ji Ling looked at Zhao Yun and smiled and said, "I guess he is Zhao Wuji's son!"

As soon as these words were said, there was a fluctuation around them. Countless masters were hiding in the void and observing Zhao Yun. The son of Zhao Wuji was too involved!

"So what?" Lian Ye did not deny it, but in fact he could not deny it. Today's disaster could not be overcome no matter what, because Xuanmen had already locked Zhao Yun when he found Mr. Tong.

"The Xuanmen has already had an order. Zhao Wuji is a traitor to the Xuanmen Realm. Everyone related to him has to send him to the Xuanmen. Don't you know if the Deputy Palace Master Lian?"

"So what if you know?"

"It seems that Moon Palace is determined to protect him?"

"I don't know how good!" A figure appeared in the air in front of the left, and snorted coldly: "Everyone in Zhengxuan Realm will be killed. His son must not be kept!"

"Fire Barbarians, Sand Sculpture!" Lian Ye's voice sounded in Zhao Yun's mind, as if he wanted him to remember all these things today.


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