The Yun Family Mansion, the martial arts arena under the moonlight.
A siege is going on at the moment.
More than twenty soul cultivators with soul powers of different colors surrounding their bodies surrounded a girl in white.
And this girl is obviously Yun Yilan!
"You can actually hold on for such a long time. Great Elder Yun Yan, you are not a simple girl!"
On the stage of the martial arts arena, Lin Zongshan, who was dressed in a green robe and gorgeous uniform, looked at the scene and couldn't help but smile at Yun Yan, who was lying at his feet and covered in blood.
Yun Yan ignored him, but looked at Yun Linguang, who was also standing next to the ring, with angry eyes and shouted angrily, "Yun Linguang, although you and I have been fighting all the time, this is ultimately an internal matter within the family. How dare you...
How dare you join forces with outsiders...ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, he spit out a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably and his face turned very pale.
"If you want to blame it, blame it on your little beast son-in-law!!"
Hearing this, Yun Linguang snorted coldly: "You dare to destroy my Feng'er and Yao'er one after another. If you don't cut him into pieces, how can you eliminate the hatred in my heart!?"
When he thought of Su Yun, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
He has really been driven crazy!
Yunfeng was unable to get out of bed by Su Yun and was dying, which already made him have murderous intentions brewing in his heart. After checking and confirming that Yunli Yao's injuries were the same as Yunfeng's, he was almost crazy, but because of his black hair
He didn't dare to act rashly on the words he left behind in his middle age. But just after he returned to the mansion, he got a piece of news that became the last straw that completely overwhelmed him.
Yunfeng died!
After hanging on for several days, I still couldn't hold on.
Yunfeng is completely crazy!
His pride! His peak!
died!
He died like this!!
He had already ignored any warnings left by the black-haired middle-aged man of Yuntian Sect!
Lin Zongshan also had the same sentiment as him.
Lin He died, Lin Feng was basically deposed, and the Lin family could no longer participate in the Shangzong selection... This series of events had made him completely crazy!
At this time, Yun Linguang came to him, and the two hit it off immediately, and they immediately planned this action under the cover of night.
Of course, they didn't act purely out of anger. They also thought of an escape route before planning.
That is to leave the Tiancang Empire!
Although the Yuntian Sect's power is very widespread, it is only within the Tiancang Empire. Outside the Tiancang Empire, the sky is open to birds, and even if the Yuntian Sect wants to find them, it will not be easy!
"You are crazy!!"
Hearing Yun Linguang's words, Yun Yan couldn't help but said angrily: "Aren't you afraid that the old family master will find out about this!?"
He looked at Yun Yan with a trace of inexplicable pity in his eyes.
"What kind of look are you looking at!?"
This made Yun Yan frown.
Yun Linguang did not explain.
boom!
At this time, there was a sound in the field, and Yun Yilan, who was dressed in white, was surrounded by more than 20 soul cultivators. Finally, he was knocked away by one soul cultivator with a palm and hit.
In front of a willow tree on the sidelines.
"Wow" a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and his pretty face turned pale as paper.
"Looks like it's over!"
Yun Linguang spoke calmly.
"Yilan..."
Yun Yan couldn't help but grit his teeth when he saw this, and some soul power emerged from his body to get up.
Snapped!
But before it could fully come out, a foot heavily trampled his concentrated soul power away.
"You'd better be honest!"
Lin Zongshan stepped on Yun Yan's chest and spoke coldly.
Yun Yan's body, which was already seriously injured, was immediately stepped on and another large mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.
"Yun Yan, Yun Yan, you and I have been fighting for so many years, but have we ever imagined that this day would come?"
On the side, Yun Linguang squatted down and looked at Yun Yan who was stepped on by Lin Zongshan and said with a smile.
Yun Yan just stared at him.
"As an old rival, I will give you a big gift before I say goodbye!"
Yun Linguang stood up slowly as he spoke, looked at Yun Yilan who fell in front of the willow tree, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, people with white hair give gifts to people with black hair. That little beast gave us a taste of this."
.Now, we’ll let you try it too!!”
After saying that, Yun Linguang and Lin Zongshan looked at each other, and then ordered the soul cultivators surrounding Yun Yilan in the field, "Kill her!"
Upon hearing this, all the soul cultivators in the field drew out their swords one after another. The tips of the swords scraped the ground and approached Yun Yilan like a group of reapers of death.
"Asshole, stop!!"
Yun Yan also went crazy when he saw this.
However, under the suppression of Yun Linguang and Lin Zongshan, two soul masters, it was difficult for him to get up even though he was seriously injured. Moreover, Yun Linguang and Lin Zongshan cooperated with each other, one stepped on his body and the other squatted down to hold his head.
Let his eyes only look straight into the field.
More than twenty soul cultivators had approached less than one meter in front of Yun Yilan, and they all raised the swords with cold light in their hands.
Under the willow tree, Yun Yilan saw this and tried hard to gather her soul power and wanted to give it a try, but her soul power dispersed only halfway.
"Well!"
At the same time, the injuries inside his body were affected, and when he opened his mouth, another stream of blood gushed out.
"kill!"
At the same time, Yun Linguang and his two men also shouted coldly in the ring.
Yun Yilan glanced at Yun Yan who was pinned down on the ring, and a look of despair appeared on her pretty face.
The sharp edges of more than twenty swords filled her eyes at this moment.
The breath of death is coming!
"Thunder Hammer——!!"
However, at this moment, a roar sounded like thunder in the silent martial arts field under the night.
hammer!
A hammer filled with yellow thunder and lightning!!
Like a peerless thunderbolt, it sparkled on the martial arts field.
boom--!!
A roar shook the whole place.
Puff puff!!
More than twenty soul cultivators who held their swords high a second ago were swept down by the thunder and lightning accompanied by the giant hammer. They were all shocked and vomited blood and flew around in all directions.
A figure like a god of war, wrapped in thunder and lightning, suddenly descended in front of the willow tree.
Yun Yilan, who was already desperate, saw this figure in her eyes for a second.
She never thought that when she was in despair, such a person would appear in front of her. And he was obviously...
"Su...Su Yun..."
Yun Yilan half-opened her mouth, but as soon as she uttered a sound, a stream of blood flowed out of her mouth. At the same time, she staggered and couldn't even stay standing.
Just when she was about to fall to the ground, a strong arm hugged her.
"Sorry, I'm late!"
Su Yun looked at Yun Yilan's pretty face, which was as pale as paper, with a trace of distress in his eyes.
"Go...go quickly..."
After hearing this, Yun Yilan saw that the soul cultivators in the field who had flown out but were not seriously injured had already stood up, and couldn't help but hurry up.
Su Yun shook his head slightly and said softly, "Wait for me, I'll be right back!"
As he spoke, he gently placed Yun Yilan's delicate body under the willow tree.
Then he turned around, and his eyes were instantly filled with coldness as if from the Nine Nether Hell... This chapter has been completed!