All the evil spirits of huoyun are absorbed by xuanyinzhu, and the Yin and cold breath of xuanyinzhu is very imaginative with the evil spirits, so it deceives huoyun and makes him think that he has succeeded.


    "Grandfather..." Mu Bingyun was stunned and looked at the real Mu Jiashi who appeared in front of her. His eyes were full of incredible expression. As like as two peas, she could hardly believe her eyes. Why grandpa''s performance is exactly the same as what happened before, but now he stands up and stands up.


    The wood family didn''t look at the wood ice cloud, but looked at the fire cloud with complicated eyes and said with regret: "small fire, why is it like this?"


    There is no more sorrow than death of heart.


    And Mu Jiashi''s present mood is the true portrayal of these few six words. Even if ye Lingfeng pointed out at the beginning that huoyun was the real culprit of the Mujia massacre, he still didn''t believe it. Even if huoyun admitted it himself, he still wanted to give him a chance. As long as he could repent, he might not refuse to see that Huofeng had done so much for the Mujia family and let bygones be bygones.


    But unfortunately, these two choices were flatly rejected by huoyun, so it made the wood family die.


    But he didn''t understand why huoyun said that all the people of Huo family were the dogs of Mu family. Without Huo family, there would be no Huofeng and huoyun''s current cultivation; without Huofeng''s full support, there would be no Mu family''s current prosperity.


    This is a kind of complementation and mutual assistance. But mu Jiashi asked himself, from the beginning to the end, his attitude towards fire wind was like that of his relatives and friends. As for huoyun, who was watched by him and grew up, he was even regarded as his nephew. Even because of Huofeng''s love for huoyun, huoyun enjoyed more than the blood relatives of the Mu family.


    The more so, huoyun''s betrayal made him heartache, because the more he paid, the more ruthless he was.


    "Ye, it''s not good enough that you broke me once. Now you broke my plan again!" Huoyun didn''t pay attention to the interrogation of Mu Jiashi at all. He just looked at Ye Lingfeng madly and gritted his teeth: "I''ll kill you!"


    As soon as the words were finished, huoyun''s hands suddenly lifted lightly, and countless strands of black silk thread breath, with the speed of speed, roared to Ye Lingfeng! And those breath in approaching Ye Lingfeng, is suddenly bonded together, turned into a nearly thumb thick javelin, toward Ye Lingfeng''s chest, heavily pierced down.


    What a heavy brake! Although the javelin hasn''t touched Ye Lingfeng''s chest yet, his spirit can''t help shivering because of his violent evil spirit, and his body also feels a strong sense of oppression.


    I don''t know about the nature of mind, but in terms of means, this boy really has two brushes! Ye Lingfeng had long prevented the fire cloud from hurting people. He took out the reincarnation sword from the storage ring, waved the sword, and knocked the javelin composed of the dark breath to one side.


    Javelin is just swing away, in the air a strange arc, once again toward the leaf Lingfeng hit. At this time, ye Lingfeng found that behind the javelin, and between huoyun''s body, there were countless black silk threads. This means that huoyun can change the direction of javelin at will through those silk threads to attack Ye Lingfeng.


    Moreover, in the shadow of the gun, ye Lingfeng also felt that there were countless illusions along with the sound of the gun. Those illusions, without exception, are the body of a gun after splashing with blood.


    And every time a person runs through, the gun shadow composed of breath becomes solid, which seems to absorb something when a person dies.


    Looking at the solidity of the javelin, it''s not hard to imagine how many people died under it.


    "I''m a prefectural cultivation. You''re just a late stage of Xuanji. Even if you''ve done me a bad job again and again, you''re still going to die under my soul snatching gun!" But huoyun didn''t have any fear and sneered wildly.


    "Don''t live by your own sin!" The despicable Tianliang is lost, and the skill is insidious. When ye Lingfeng sees this, he is also heartbroken. With a cold hum of disdain, he infuses his internal power into reincarnation sword, and then he shoots again behind him. Then the blade of the sword clings to the body of the gun and cuts down the black silk thread connecting javelin and huoyun.


    Keng! Although the black silk thread was just breath, it made a sound similar to the sound of gold and iron.


    However, samsara sword can be regarded as a magic weapon in terms of its sharpness. Moreover, because of the casting of blue eyes and cold Cobra scales, samsara sword has the innate ability to restrain the evil spirit. With only one sword, it can cut off the connection between silk thread and javelin.


    After losing the connection with huoyun''s body, the black javelin fell to the ground with a bang. Then, at the speed visible to the naked eye, it turned into black smoke and dissipated in four directions. The dazzling effort of such a big javelin disappeared.


    "You..." The secret skill was cut off by Ye Lingfeng''s sword, and huoyun''s eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of unbelievable colors.


    He didn''t understand that ye Lingfeng was the later cultivation of Xuanji, but when he was fighting with himself, he didn''t fall behind at all.


    "I don''t know how many of them died in front of me in the early days of breaking the prefecture level." Ye Lingfeng disdained to sneer, holding the sword to the huoyun forced past.The wind of the sword is fierce. In an instant, it leaves bloodstains on huoyun''s body. Although huoyun has begun to put down his killing intention and prepare to escape, he can''t escape at all with Ye Lingfeng''s amazing stride through the clouds.


    Bang! A sword across the fire cloud chest, leaving a long bloodstain, ye Lingfeng backhand is a punch, direct bombardment in the fire cloud''s chest. A fist infused with internal power, like a shell, makes the fire cloud fly backward.


    "Dad, help me!" Fall to the ground, huoyun mouth spit blood, embarrassed looking at the fire wind, begging more than.


    Now, he no longer has the previous arrogance and arrogance, only endless fear. It''s almost the same as Xuanfeng, but don''t see it clearly. This guy is a freak.


    Damn, forget about the fire! Ye Lingfeng smell speech, originally want to approach the pace suddenly a stagnation. He was able to defeat huoyun, but he had to be afraid in the face of Huofeng.


    Although Huofeng didn''t know what huoyun had done before, who could know if he would protect his son, ignore the hurtful things huoyun had done before, and fight ye Lingfeng bravely to save his son''s life.