My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Reason often begins to collapse when others insult the closest people around them. They know that it is intentional provocation, but they are still easily tricked.

Jun An couldn't imagine how heart-piercing her sister was at that time, nor could she imagine how painful it would be for a living person to be thrown into the stove and burned.The blood flowed out of the body, volatilized in the fire, the flesh melted, the bones cracked, and the familiar face screamed in despair...

How dare this bastard torture you so much!

Not a good death, not a good death!

"Are you very angry, but you have nothing to do, I can still tell you how your father, brother, and younger brother died." Li Shangnian was indifferent, as if telling him someone else's story.

"But it's not necessary. Killing and silencing are the most boring things. Death is too cheap for them, ha ha." Li Shangnian laughed, sickly, with blood in his eyes.

"Since I buried them alive under the bridge of wicked people, anyone in the world can insult and trample on them. As long as they are trampled on their backs, they are heinous villains!"

Who cares what crimes you, a villain, have committed?Who still remembers the name of the villain, as long as they are reviled, the unified title is the villain.

Your father, your brothers and sisters, and your whole family will be trampled on their backs for generations, and they will never be able to lift their heads up!

"You are shameless!" Jun An's heart trembled uncontrollably, tears had accumulated in his eyes for a long time, and finally slipped from the corners of his eyes; if there were no guards holding him down, he would definitely drag Li Shangnian to his death.

And what Li Shangnian wanted to see was him like this, half-dead with anger, but couldn't do enough for himself.

"Throw it into the sword furnace, there is no need for the surname Jun to stay in this world."

Jun An was pulled, powerless and furious: "Li Shangnian, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! Li Shangnian, Li Shangnian!"

He yelled Li Shangnian's name twice, remembered his enemy before he died, and melted the hatred into his bones, even if he was turned into ashes in a trance, he wanted to avenge this bloody revenge.

When Jun'an's hair was slightly burned by the fire, he suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders was gone, and the burning sensation on his face was also extinguished. Before he had time to look, something hugged his waist and took a few steps back.

A man stood in front of him, still holding his Canglan in his hand.

"Man" is a bit strange, to be precise, should he be called a man.He exudes blue light, transparent, like a soul.

Jun An is sure that he has never seen this "person", but he has a subtle sense of familiarity.

"Is it... the sword spirit?" Li Shangnian guessed for a while, "The cultivation of the sword spirit does not take a while, and Chaoqiu still has such aura."

He originally wanted Junan's saber, but he was only interested in the material, good iron makes a good sword, and the result is twice the result with half the effort, but he didn't expect God to give him a big gift.

For the guardian of the sword spirit, the sword with the sword spirit is independent, which is equivalent to a magic weapon. If the master's spiritual law and the sword spirit's cultivation level complement each other, then the sword can help the master's spiritual practice.

If it is my own sword spirit, I am very happy, but if it is someone else's, the process may be more troublesome.

"I used to think that the spell of sword spirit imprisonment was created by the master to punish disobedient sword spirits. Now I understand that the meaning of imprisonment is to capture other sword spirits and raise them in one's own sword to help oneself cultivate." Li Shangnian showed an expression of being overjoyed at the victory, and the greed in his eyes was clearly visible.

Junan has not yet woken up from the chaos, and has not yet digested the insidiousness of the Sword Spirit Guardian and Li Shangnian in front of him. In the haze, he only thinks that Li Shangnian is even more hateful, and when he comes to his mouth, he only utters the word "you" and can't say anything else what to say.

The sword spirit stood in front of Jun An all the time. He didn't open his mouth, didn't say a word, and watched Li Shangnian's movements closely. If he made any changes, Jun An's safety was the top priority.

He couldn't take his eyes off, standing stiffly but as majestic as a mountain, what Li Shangnian said could not move him, Jian Ling only had one belief in his mind: the person in front of him is the enemy, and the person behind him is his reliance.

Li Shangnian gathered the spirit in his palms, and the gloomy spirit reflected on his face like a half-faced ghost. He walked towards Jun'an step by step, but he stopped halfway.

Li Shangnian frowned suddenly, staring at Jun'an's sword spirit thoughtfully.He carefully looked at Jian Ling's face, and felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Those memories flashed through his mind like meteors, and Li Shangnian felt that he was almost able to remember where he saw this face, but at this point, he seemed to be joking with him, and couldn't remember it.

"You..." Li Shangnian couldn't help but want to ask, "Where have I met you?" Unfortunately, seeing him in a daze, Jun An thought he was holding back some bad water, so he stepped forward, waved his hand and threw a blow Li Shangnian reacted quickly to the spiritual attack, dodged it in time, turned around and hit back with a palm.

The sword spirit was not as fast as this spirit method. He wanted to stand in front of Jun An, but he could only catch Jun An's injured and retreating body.

The sword spirit no longer just waited to die, he fought with Li Shangnian with the Canglan sword, the two fought, the small sword furnace restricted them from showing their skills, so the two fought outside from the room.Jun An wanted to kill the bastard Li Shangnian with his own hands, but first he had to get rid of the followers around the bastard.

There is a saying that Jiang is still old and spicy. After all, Li Shangnian has been a golden alchemy elder for so many years, and his skill cannot be underestimated. Sword spirits are just spiritual creatures attached to swords. Grinding, wanting to defeat Li Shangnian with his own strength is still delusional.

Even if they die together, they still think highly of themselves.

Sword Spirit tried his best, but only scratched a small mark on Li Shangnian's face, and he couldn't get close to Li Shangnian's body at all.

Li Shangnian was proud: "If you want to kill me, it's a dream!"

His hands soared and pinched the formula, and the pleasure of killing people brought by the last blow made him taste the taste of victory.This is what he wanted, although he didn't say it, but the failure of the phoenix seed refining was a thorn in his heart, he didn't believe that he would fail, he was angry in his heart, he wanted to vent it, how could he? Vent, only kill.

Go to hell, he cried in his heart.

The formula Li Shangnian swung was pierced by a sword flying into the air.

He turned around in shock, and was slapped by a chilling Lingbo.Li Shangnian backed away again and again, his eyes chasing the sword that pierced his spiritual law.

Familiar, this time Li Shangnian remembered the name of the sword without hindrance - Wen Jing.

He's seen it in books.

Yan Zhou came out and slapped someone, holding a sword and directly asking for something. "Astrology plate, take it out."

The appearance of the phoenix is ​​not recorded in the historical materials, and the treatment of the phoenix on half of the scales is a blurred white shadow, as if deliberately not to be seen by future generations.

But Wen Jing is the weapon of the phoenix, whoever holds it will naturally associate this person with the phoenix.Li Shangnian suddenly panicked, he remembered the golden wings that this person showed him in the secret room, and his sentence in the morning, "The phoenix species is mine."

The gods disappeared under the mulberry pond, and a hundred years have passed, how can there still be gods?

"You, are you Huang?" Li Shangnian met Yan Zhou's sight, like the sun shining into his eyes, dazzling, he was fearful and respectful to God, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

Yan Zhou didn't answer his words, his eyes became more persuasive, and he said: "The astrology plate is not yours."

Li Shangnian knew that he couldn't beat him, so he called the disciples who were standing guard nearby with a "Come here". God couldn't beat him. If so, he created an opportunity to run away. The astrology plate is a good thing, and the things from the heavens fell into his hands. Why? Will hand it back easily.

He slowly moved back behind a group of disciples, staring closely at Yan Zhou's movements. The astrology disk was on his body. At this time, the speed of the movement could not match Yan Zhou's. As long as these people entangled him, he could slip away .

Anyone can see his intentions, Jun'an only wants to kill the clan, now is a good opportunity.The sooner the revenge, the better. The longer it is delayed, the more accidents will happen, and it will be easy to fail.

Jun An looked at Yan Zhou, he didn't forget that this man once poked a big hole in his body. Although monsters make people fear and hate, but the resistance to monsters is greater than the hatred in his heart at the moment.

Anyone who is not blind can see that Yanzhou, the big devil, at least now has the same direction as him, and that is Li Shangnian.

The sword spirit understood his master's thoughts, he handed Cang Lan to Jun'an, and consciously stood aside.

"Li Shangnian, if I don't kill you today, my surname will not be Jun." Jun An wiped off the sweat from his brow, and the three of them each took a corner. Jun An and Yan Zhou were considered to be in the same camp for the time being. deal with.

Li Shangnian didn't want to stay for a second, he ordered: "Give it to me."

The Jindan disciples held all kinds of weapons and shouted to embolden themselves. Maybe they also knew that they might not be able to beat them, but with orders, life and death were out of the question.

Jun An fought with them, and the sword body of Canglan burst into a blue light, which collided with red blood, splashing strange colors in the air.

The swordsmanship of the Chaoqiujun clan emphasizes gentleness, not particularly bloody, and Chaoqiu does not make enemies with others. The main purpose of sword training for the Jun surname is to strengthen their bodies. They neither kill enemies nor dominate the world. They are powerful but not deadly.

However, less lethal doesn't mean it's useless.

The second meaning of Chaoqiu swordsmanship is that if people do not offend me, I will not offend others. If people offend me, the crime will be punished.

The swordsmanship used by Junan is infused with the idea of ​​revenge and hatred, which is much more ruthless than the swordsmanship he usually practiced. Moreover, he didn't know if he was opened by anger. The sword moves I have taught.Xue Huan's swordsmanship puts safety first, which just complements his own sword moves, one for attack and one for defense.

Killed more than a dozen Jindan disciples without any injuries.

On Yanzhou's side, he didn't pay much attention to swordsmanship. He was in a daze. He didn't ask for tactics at this time. Wen Jing directly attacked and assassinated several disciples to open a blood path for him. At the end of the blood path, Li Shangnian was about to run away.

Spiritual spells were poured into Yan Zhou's hands, and they were printed with red light, hitting Li Shangnian on the forehead.

He moved in front of Li Shangnian in an instant, Wen Jing pointed to his forehead, and said coldly, "I made my wish for Changwei."

The spiritual power rose, and at the very moment, a golden light lay in front of Yan Zhou.

Da Yin appeared again.

Xue Huan took on a new look and appeared in time like a god.

He anxiously shouted: "Jiang Farewell!"

Yan Zhou didn't get distracted by the "Jiang Farewell" any more. Savage hatred flashed across his eyes, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "It's you again, why do you always mess with me!"