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Chapter 1725 Martial Saint opens the way (1)

Ye Junlang has never been as helpless as he is today.

He watched helplessly as the witch's body in his arms became colder and colder, her breath became weaker and weaker, and the remaining vitality in her body was gradually dissipating and disappearing.

He didn't know what to do and had no solution.

The muscles and veins are severed and the origin is shattered. How to save it?

Not to mention the ghost doctor, even if Daluo Jinxian was alive, he would be helpless!

Ye Junlang felt that his heart was being torn apart bit by bit. The piercing pain and helpless guilt filled his body. The tears falling from the corners of his eyes were as hot as fire, and they kept falling down his cheeks.

.

despair!

The tears falling from her face fell on the witch's face. She felt it. She stared at Ye Junlang. She opened her mouth. She wanted to tell Ye Junlang not to be sad or guilty. She must be honest in the future.

Live well.

However, she did not have the strength to speak anymore.

The remaining strength could only keep her eyes open as much as possible. She really didn't want to close her eyes. She had a hunch that maybe if she closed her eyes, she wouldn't be able to open them again.

She just wanted to see this man one more time, to see this man that she liked and admired a little bit, and she never regretted even if she blocked this disaster for him.

However, she really felt so tired and couldn't hold on any longer.

She really wanted to close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

But she was unwilling to give in. She was really unwilling. How long had she known Ye Junlang? She felt that there were many things that she had not said and many things that she had not done.

If you have to close your eyes, will there still be a chance?

"Why is this happening? Is it God's will? You shouldn't have blocked this punch for me. You really shouldn't have..." Ye Junlang said, feeling really sad and extremely guilty in his heart.

Since meeting the witch, the relationship between the two has been a superficial acquaintance without any deep friendship. However, this woman was willing to stand up for him at that critical moment and blocked the fatal attack.

He really didn't expect that the witch would behave like this.

"God willing?!"

Old Man Ye looked at Ye Junlang and the witch and felt how similar this scene was.

He looked up at the sky, a ball of uncontrollable anger gradually ignited in his old eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Die Wu, Die Wu——"

At this time, a shrill and tragic voice came, and a woman ran over like crazy. It was Lin Qianyin, the witch's master.

Lin Qianyin looked at the dying witch in front of her. She burst into tears and cried out: "You silly child, you silly child, master said not to come to this ancient martial arts conference, why didn't you listen, why didn't you

listen……"

The witch heard this, she looked at her master with difficulty, and seemed to want to reach out to Lin Qianyin with her right hand.

With tears in her eyes, Lin Qianyin reached out and hugged the witch.

The witch smiled with difficulty, mustered up all her strength, and said intermittently: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Lin Qianyin shook her head. She cried and said: "No, you haven't sorry for me. It's Master... No, it's Mom who's sorry for you! My child, let's go home. Mom will take you home right now. Nothing will happen to you. Mom

There is a way, mother still has a way..."

While talking, Lin Qianyin took the witch from Ye Junlang's arms, held the witch tightly in his arms, and walked out all the way.

Ye Junlang naturally couldn't refuse. Looking at Lin Qianyin's lonely and sad figure carrying the witch away, his heart felt even more painful and complicated——

It turns out that the witch’s master is actually her mother!

Just now he heard Lin Qianyin say that there was still a way to save the witch. Is this true?

He hoped this was true, and he hoped that the witch could really escape.

Heavenly calamity destiny!

Is it really impossible to crack it?

Perhaps, the only way is to survive the disaster, but it will be difficult and may cost a lot.

But no matter what, as long as people can still live, everything is easy to say.

Right now, Ye Junlang's only hope is that Lin Qianyin can really find a way to save the witch's life.

Ye Junlang stood up. His own condition was also very bad. He used the Lie Zi Jue to injure the Demon Saint Son for the second time, which weakened his own aura to an extreme.

He looked at Old Man Ye, and then at the skinny figure standing in front of him, confronting Fang Ru, Liu Peng, and Di Kui, the three powerful men of the Great Saint Realm. Looking at the bloody and shocking back, his heart felt hot.

, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel moist, he took two steps forward and said, "You...are my father?"

Ye Junlang was a little certain but also a little unsure.

He is really afraid, afraid that all this is just in vain. He has not known his life experience since he was a child, and he does not know his parents. Today, with his strong will, he realizes that this skinny figure is connected to his blood and is most likely to be him.

When he was a father, he was afraid that it would be in vain.

Ahead, Ye Cang's body trembled slightly. He slowly turned his head. When his originally sharp eyes looked at Ye Junlang, they became infinitely gentle and remorseful. He looked at the resolute face of the young man in front of him.

, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Child, I am the father!"

Ye Junlang's heart was filled with excitement. The surprise was indescribable, but when he saw clearly the two huge scars crisscrossing the face of the majestic man in front of him, he felt sad and angry at the same time——

What exactly happened back then?

Why is his father like this?

The bloody back was clearly the result of breaking free from some kind of imprisonment.

Could it be that his father has been imprisoned all these years?

What about your mother?

Where is she?

Ye Junlang has many questions, but now he has no way to ask them and has no way to ask them.

Just because at this moment, Tantai Gaolou also flashed towards this side, his face turned white, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously injured.

Ahead, Xuanyuan Taiyuan, Dao Yanluo, Blood Emperor, Qi Yang, and Wu Zu were also approaching step by step.

Xuanyuan Taiyuan and others took a few steps forward and then suddenly stopped, because at this time, they all sensed the abnormality in Old Man Ye's own aura.

I saw Old Man Ye clenching his fists tightly, as if he was holding back some uncontrollable grief and anger, and a monstrous energy flowed from heaven to earth. The sky and earth completely changed color, shook violently, and there was real thunder in the sky.

The sound came.

Just because Old Man Ye's energy at this moment clearly wanted to break through the confinement of martial arts, it immediately aroused the reaction of Heavenly Dao.

Thunder rolls, lightning flashes, and the pressure of heaven!

This is a warning, or a warning, a warning from above that represents the insurmountable way of heaven!

Old man Ye seemed to have fallen into a certain emotion. He laughed silently, regardless of it, and murmured to himself: "Ask what is love in the world, and it will tell you whether life and death will be together!

Damn it, it wasn't enough that you harmed Hongling and me back then. Are you going to harm my grandson this time?

God willing?

Bullshit God’s will!

If the sky is unfair, then the sky will be blown apart!

Throughout my life, I, Ye Wu, have had a clear conscience and have lived up to the sky and the world, but I have only failed one person!

If God’s will is like this, he will break open this sky! If there is any obstacle in the martial arts, he will break this door!”

At the end of the sentence, Old Man Ye was full of momentum, with golden light all over his body, like a ball of burning golden flames. The sky and blood surged like pillars reaching the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth. An extremely powerful Qi machine burst out from his body, like a

The sword stabbed into the sky, unstoppable. His eyes sank, and he suddenly shouted loudly——

"The warriors in the world are willing to lend their strength to me, Ye Wu!"



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