But it turned out that Jun Wu delisted these days, and he has been staring at Jun Jiuyou secretly in the past few days.
After all, Jun Jiuyou suddenly took a foreigner up the mountain, which was a bit abnormal.
Therefore, even if his pro -son was beaten, he had been unable to bear it, and avoiding the grass and snake.
Fortunately, all the forbearance is valuable. Finally, he discovered the secret of this heavenly and confirmed the conjecture in his heart.
And now, it is the critical moment of Ling Feng's treatment of Jun Wufeng. As long as he is destroyed, hum, Jun Wufeng, it will undoubtedly die today!
After all, the position of the clan still belongs to him!
"Jun None!"
Jun Jiuyou's figure flashed, stopped in front of the monarch, and said, "This is the chief room of the family, but it is a banned place, you dare to come in!"
After all, after all, the Jun Wu delusion will follow himself secretly!
Now seeing that his father is about to recover, in any case, he must not let Jun Wu delusions destroy it all.
"Hahaha!"
Jun Wu laughed deliberately, "The tribe is banned? After today, I am the patriarch. Who dares to cure my sin? Good nephew, obediently let your father have the end of the crossbow.
I, send him a long time! If you obediently obedient, I can still keep you a life! "
"You dream!"
Jun Jiuyou directly tuned the blade, stopped in front of Jun Wuyan, and gritted his teeth: "Brother Ling, you try to treat my father, I stop him!"
Ling Feng's forehead sweats slightly, it is the critical moment that you must not be distracted at all, otherwise, not only will you be alive, but he will also be backfrained and seriously injured.
Today, everything can only be sent to Jun Jiuyou.
"Just by you?"
Jun Wuyan smiled coldly, "The wings are not abundant, good nephew, you are too naive! Even though you are the younger generation of the Jiuyou Gods, the first day of your second uncle, my second year of cultivation
It's not for dry rice! "
Oh!
For a moment, a horrible atmosphere, without arrogance, suddenly swept away.
Indeed, although Jun Wuyan is despicable and shameless, his strength is indeed strong.
Otherwise, he would not be able to suppress others and sit on the position of the generations of the generations.
His strength has surpassed most of the elders. Compared with one of the three monarchs, he does not give up.
"puff!"
Jun Jiuyou was under great pressure and hadn't confronted him. He had already sprayed a bite of blood and suffered a certain internal injury.
"How, good nephew, you should know, the gap between you and me!"
Jun Wu sneered, "From an early age, you are the best juniors in the tribe. My child, in your hands, I don't know how many times I lost. However, this is also the boy who is not aware of it.
I also spent a little more thought on cultivation, this account, I don’t count it with you. "
"However, the position of this family, who can live, the elder brother can't do it anymore. You still have a shallow qualifications, or have me as an uncle, share some time for you."
"You fart!"
Jun Jiuyou gritted his teeth, "My father is very good, your wolf ambitions are ambitious, destroyed, and want to kill my father! Jun is not delusional, I will not let you succeed!"
"Hey, you are really called the second uncle Hanxin!"
Jun Wuyan frowned slightly, "That's it, I blame me, regardless of my uncle and nephew."
"Get out of me!"
Jun Jiuyou drank, his sword was swinging in his hand, and he slammed into Jun without arrogance.
"Huh, it really is the first day of my family. In less than a year, your strength has improved so much, and then let you continue to grow, I'm afraid it is really difficult to deal with it. But ..."
Jun Wuzhong brought together, using his fingers as a sword, waved at hand, only listening to the "dang", Jun Jiuyou was once again shocked.
The unreasonable cultivation of the monarch is good, and the perception of the power of the rules is far above Jun Jiuyou.
Moreover, both of them are Jiuyou Gods, with the same roots and the same source, and the moves of Jun Jiuyou are all under the control of Jun Wuyan.
There is no suspense in this battle.
"No time to play with you!"
Jun Wu's gaze, looking at the direction of Jun Wufeng, Ling Feng has re -incorporated the god pattern into Jun Wuding's body. It doesn't take long for Jun Wuding to wake up again.
There is a lot of dreams at night, and Jun Wuyou directly abandoned Jun Jiuyou, touched a bomb, a strands of energy, and shot hard to the heart of Jun Wufeng.
"laugh!"
Blood and water splattered, Jun Jiuyou was blocked directly with the body of flesh and blood, and blocked this blow. At the same time, a sword with a backhand was cut off.
"Xuantian Break Cloud Sword!"
Xuantian Jianwei broke out, and Jun Jiuyou also got a part of Xuan Tian Breaking Cloud Sword in the Taihua Fairy Palace. Although it was not as complete as Ling Feng, it was finally a Xianyu sword method.
Is the Xianyu swordsmanship?
"Boy, did you force me to slaughter you first?"
Jun Wuyan twisted, his eyes were revealed.
"If you want to move my father, step from my body first!"
There was a trace of decisive color in Jun Jiuyou's eyes.
"Okay, then I will kill you first!"
Jun Wuzan lost his patience completely. He has been planning to see the owner for a long time.
In the next moment, Jun Wuyan raised his palm, in the palm of his palm, the wind and thunder rolled, and he sacrificed his own killing tricks.
"Burning the wind and thunder!"
The power of the saints is circulating.
The power of the wind and thunder was surging.
"I won't let you, hurt my father, a sweat!"
In the eyes of Jun Jiuyou, the flashes were extremely enthusiastic. When he bit the tip of his tongue, he burned the origin of the origin.
For a moment, Jun Jiuyou's eyebrows flickered. Under the strong pressure of Jun's no delusion, he actually sacrificed the original god pattern directly, and burst into the god pattern!
"You! You lunatic!"
Jun Wuyou's eyelid jumping, although Jun Jiu You's strength is not as good as him, but under the self -exploding God's pattern, his strength is three times the instantly!
Even if Jun was not arrogant, he could no longer ignore Jun Jiuyou's attack.
"Brother Ling, my father, I gave it to you!"
Jun Jiuyou's eyes are full of decisiveness, without the cost of capital, keep coming out of the sword, cracking crazy.
Jun is not tired of dealing with it, no longer free, and deal with Jun Wufeng.
Ling Feng competes for the clock, keeps time, and integrates the god pattern into the body of Jun Wufeng.
Although Jun Wufeng did not open his eyes, tears rolled down at the corner of his eyes.
Obviously, he already knew that his son was desperately for himself.
Apocalypse!
Two interests!
Three interests!
Nympho
Time has passed by bit by bit, and Jun Jiuyou's state is constantly weak, and Ling Feng is full of sweat.
He feels that every minute and every second, it is almost like 10,000 years!
"Hum, how about self -exploding God's pattern? At the end!"
Jun Wuyou hummed, and the power of the wind and thunder was running, and he patted it to the top of Jun Jiuyou's head. "Good nephew, I will send your father soon, let you, father and son reunite!"