The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

Huairen felt ruthless in his heart, and he stomped again, the bluestone floor shattered, with the help of this stomp, his body shot out and rushed towards Jun Changyu again.

"Fuck, is your grandma never ending?"

Enduring the pain of shattered shoulder blades and feeling the strong wind behind him, Jun Changyu knew he couldn't run away.

Feeling ruthless in his heart, he stopped running, stopped and turned to face Huairen, with endless madness and ferocity in his eyes, like a lone wolf who has reached a desperate situation.

Seeing Jun Changyu stop, Huai Ren wouldn't stop, his body burst out with strength and the speed jumped up again.

True Qi condensed on the fist, and he punched Jun Changyu's head.

The corners of Jun Changyu's mouth suddenly curled up, revealing a wicked and insane smile, he tilted his head abruptly, narrowly dodging Huairen's heavy punch.

The powerful fist wind blew Jun Changyu's hair.

Jun Changyu did not retreat but advanced, a right uppercut quickly bypassed Huairen's arm and hit Huairen's temple.

"boom."

Jun Changyu's fist successfully hit Huairen's temple, and the powerful momentum of Huairen's forward body also directly knocked Jun Changyu into the air.

The sternum was broken, and Jun Changyu, who flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the front of his clothes red, but he was still laughing, evilly, and coldly.

The long-lost battle of life and death made him regain a little bit of the feeling he had back then, the feeling of fighting to the death.

"Buzz."

Huai Ren only felt his head buzzing, as if being hit by a heavy hammer, blood flowed from all seven orifices.

If it wasn't for the huge gap between Jun Changyu and him in strength, if it wasn't for his body being strengthened, Jun Changyu would have successfully killed him with this punch.

"Die."

A loud roar resounded in the depths of Jun's house, and the murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones instantly locked Huairen, and there was boundless anger in his tone.

The hairs on Huairen's body stood on end, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Is this the demeanor of Jun Zhantian, the strongest member of the Jun family?The super strong man at the pinnacle of condensing alchemy, with a murderous aura and terrifying incomparable.

Immediately, Huairen kicked the floor fiercely, and the bluestone floor was thrown away by him, and his body turned into an off-string arrow to kill Jun Changyu again.

"Shuzi, but dare."

A killing sword with a dark body but a strange red glow flew out from the depths of Jun's house, blocking Huairen.

In front of Jun Changyu, the old man Huairen had met once, Fu Bo, stood up from the shadows and stood firmly in front of Jun Changyu.

It is like an old wall that has been weathered and weathered. Although it is broken, it still stands, guarding his young master and the Jun family.

Seeing the old man appear, Huai Ren smiled, the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense, the person he was waiting for finally appeared.

Jun Changyu was his goal, but it wasn't his goal this time. It would be great if he could kill Jun Changyu, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.

Because the target Huairen wanted to kill this time was not Jun Changyu from the beginning, but this old man who can use Shadow Escape!
Seeing the smile on Huairen's face, Jun Changyu suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

The murderous intent of the devil didn't seem to be aimed at him, but at Uncle Fu in front of him.

At the moment, Director Yu didn't care about other things, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Fu Bo, hurry up, his real target is you."

"Has it been seen through so soon? Unfortunately, it seems a bit late?"

Huairen smiled, and the dilapidated Scarlet Fire Sword appeared in his hand.

Eyes closed, opened again, the eyes have become two black holes, swallowing souls, without all human emotions, like two magic caves connecting Jiuyou.

Seeing Huairen in such a state, Jun Changyu could only feel thousands of steel needles piercing his brain, and his spiritual sense kept reminding him of danger, danger.

"Fu Bo, run away, run away!"

Jun Changyu hissed and roared.

Fu Bo reacted when he heard the words, but he didn't choose to run away immediately, but turned around and grabbed Jun Changyu, wanting to take him into the shadows together. "

But everything is a bit late.

Huairen cut out with a sword.

Fast, absolutely, ruthless.

Huai Ren's body blurred for a moment, and a blurry shadow shot out from Huai Ren's body, as fast as lightning, like a streamer, it rushed towards Uncle Fu and Jun Changyu.

This sword seems to have opened the door of the Nine Netherworld that connects the world.

In the air, there was the sound of howling and whistling by thousands of ghosts, like the roar of a demon.

Jun Changyu's eyes widened, he had forgotten to think, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only the person who drew the sword rushed towards his shadow.

He couldn't dodge this sword, and neither could Uncle Fu. He was going to die, and Uncle Fu was going to die too.

Fast, absolutely.

Jun Changyu could only think of these two adjectives to describe this sword.

Fast as lightning, extremely domineering.

In an instant, the vague appearance had already reached in front of the two of them.

But at this critical moment, a killing sword that was completely black and gleaming red stood in front of the two of them.

"when."

The shadow and the black killing sword crossed and appeared in front of Jun Changyu, taking the appearance of Huairen.

But at this time, Huairen's body in the distance slowly dissipated away, and it turned out to be just an afterimage.

A crack appeared on the body of the Scarlet Fire Sword, then two, three, and four, until it covered the entire body of the Scarlet Fire Sword.

"Ding, ding, ding."

A piece of fast-breaking iron fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The Scarlet Fire Sword, the natal flying sword of a certain immortal cultivator, was finally unbearably tortured by Huairen, and the sword body shattered, ending his life as a sword.

Huairen looked at Jun Changyu. At this time, he was only one step away from Jun Changyu. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could easily end the protagonist's life.

But Huairen didn't do that, it wasn't that Huairen suddenly became conscientious and planned to let Jun Changyu go, but that he couldn't.

He wanted to kill, but the killing sword behind him obviously wouldn't agree.

Huai Ren suddenly grinned, "My fellow, we will meet again, I believe the time to meet again will not be far away."

Huairen's body slowly melted into the shadow under his feet.

In front of Jun Changyu, Uncle Fu, who had seen nothing all this time, had lost all vitality in his eyes, and there was a clear line of blood on his neck.

"No, no, Faber."

Jun Changyu rushed towards the old man frantically, and hugged the old man's body that was about to fall.

"Hey!"

A late old man slowly walked out from the depths of Jun's house.

Looking at the red-eyed grandson and the old servant who closed his eyes, he let out a long sigh.

A trace of blood slipped from the corner of the old man's mouth, and was wiped away by the old man.

Killing Sword groaned softly and flew into the hands of the old man.

The old man held the killing sword and stroked the gap where a piece was missing on the blade of the killing sword.

"Old friend, are you old too?"

Killing Sword trembled.

"Hehe, we're all getting old."

The old man laughed at himself, put the killing sword into his body and warmed it with real energy.

The old man walked up to Jun Changyu, stretched out his old palm, and stroked his grandson's head pitifully.

Jun Changyu raised his head, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry or shed tears, just two lines of bloody tears.

"I want revenge, Grandpa."

Jun Changyu spoke calmly, looking at the old man in front of him.

Seeing the two lines of blood and tears streaming down Jun Changyu's face, the old man's heart trembled unavoidably.

"Okay, grandpa will help you. You can mobilize all the forces of the Jun family at will."

Jun Changyu stretched out his right arm, a light flashed on his arm, and a tattoo pattern of a palace appeared.

"Grandpa, if you believe in grandson, don't resist. Grandson will take you to a place that can heal your injuries and increase your lifespan."

The old man nodded upon hearing this.

The younger brother, son, and relatives of the old man in this world are all dead, and only the only grandson is left. Who else can the old man trust if he doesn't believe in his own grandson.

The palace tattoo flickered for a moment, and the old man and Jun Changyu both disappeared in the Jun Mansion.

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