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Chapter 974: Farewell

However, An Ran looked indifferent and seemed dismissive of the man's words.

"It turns out they are from the An family." Shi Jue's face was a little solemn. Knowing that the people from the An family were coming, it was no longer possible to capture An Ran.

He immediately had the intention to leave.

However, Jingjiu obviously had different plans from him.

"Humph, what about the people in Anjia?"

Jing Jiu snorted coldly, obviously not planning to give up yet. Master asked him to bring An Ran back, so of course he couldn't just leave, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain.

"Oh? I am about to settle a score with you!" The man from the An family slowly turned his eyes and finally landed on Jing Jiu.

"Your Taichu Jiange imprisoned my sister. Don't worry about this debt. Let's settle it slowly!"

"Are you afraid?"

Jing Jiu sneered and unsheathed the long sword on his back.

If you want to settle accounts, you don't just have to talk about it, it also depends on your skills.

The moment Jingjiu drew his sword, the void seemed to fall into eternal silence, becoming truly empty and nothing, and everything disappeared.

"The Avenue of Nothingness!" Seeing this scene, the An family man laughed loudly: "It already exists, how can it be nothingness? Let's see how I can destroy you!"

He took one step forward and his figure also disappeared.

The two disappeared, but the faces of An Ran and Shi Jue who were present were still stern. They did not leave completely, but...they were everywhere.

The battle between the two covers all spaces and even timelines, and they are engaged in the most dangerous fight.

As long as anyone shows signs of fatigue, he will end up in an irreversible end.

Even An Ran and Shi Jue, who are not in the Hunyuan realm, cannot intervene in this kind of battle. Otherwise, if they are involved, it will only become more chaotic.

So, several people quietly waited for the final result.

On one side, Wei Zong looked calm, as if everyone had forgotten about him at this time.

However, An Ran still breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't like the person who came, and the two had even had a grudge, but it had to be said that his appearance at this time really resolved Wei Zong's crisis.

Just after several people waited for a while...

With a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the void, and the next moment, a somewhat embarrassed figure appeared.

It was Jing Jiu. At this time, he had lost his left arm and right leg. The hand holding the sword was also shaking constantly, and strands of blood were flowing down his arm.

The blood of a strong man in the Hunyuan Realm is so terrifying. When the blood drips, the void will be crushed in an instant, and countless chaos holes will appear.

At the same time, the figure of Anjia slowly emerged.

Unlike Jing Jiu, he had no injuries on his body, but there was a trace of fatigue between his eyebrows. Although it only took a short moment from the outside, he and Jing Jiu were fighting on various timelines, and he had no idea what he had gone through.

How long has it been.

After a long time...even a strong Hunyuan realm like him will become exhausted.

But fortunately, he won!

Jingjiu also paid the due price for his arrogance.

"Take an arm and a leg from you and treat it as the price you paid for imprisoning my sister in Taichu Jiange!" the man from the An family said coldly.

Jing Jiu gave him a cold look, turned around and left without saying a word.

Losing an arm or a leg is nothing, the most important thing is the injury.

There have been cracks in his own path. If he doesn't make up for it quickly, his cultivation may be destroyed in one day.

Jingjiu left, leaving Shi Jue alone, which felt a little awkward at this time.

Let's go, but he's not willing to go. Don't go, he can't beat two people. No, let alone two people, even one man from that family, he can't beat him. After all, he is stronger than Jing Jiu

Weaker, and the one from the An family is capable of seriously injuring Jing Jiu.

He looked at An Ran, then looked at the An family man, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, An Almsgiver, the poor monk is not here for your sister, the poor monk's purpose is just that boy." Shi Jue pointed at it.

Wei Zong then said, "Donor An, I hope you won't stop me."

That boy?

The man from the An family looked towards Wei Zong, and when he saw An Ran protecting him firmly behind him, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.

So, he said: "What happens to this boy? It doesn't matter what I say. My sister has to say it."

As he spoke, he looked at An Ran, wanting to wait for An Ran's statement.

An Ran's face was indifferent and frosty.

"Let him go!"

After hearing An Ran's words, the man from that family showed a smile on his face.

"You heard me, my sister told you to get out!"

Even though Shijue was a wealthy man, he was inevitably angry for a moment when he heard these words.

However, he forced down the anger in his heart, clasped his hands together, and said with a slight salute: "In this way, the poor monk resigned. However, before leaving, the poor monk has one more thing to warn you two, even if you can save this

Wei Zong is alive for a while, but it cannot protect him forever! Farewell!"

As he spoke, Shijue turned into countless Buddha lights and disappeared, and at the same time that he disappeared, the place where he stood suddenly turned into pieces.

"If you want to leave, just leave, there's so much nonsense!"

An Ran slowly retracted her palm, her expression cold.

"Buddhism is like this. Even though you are very angry, you still have to pretend to be polite." The man from the An family said with a smile, and then he looked at An Ran.

"Sister, come home with me! This is my father's order."

Hearing his father, An Ran sighed in his heart, knowing that he had no room to refuse. Even if he refused, the kidnapper in front of him would tie him back.

So, An Ran did not refuse, but raised her head and said, "Okay, I can go home with you, but before I leave, I have one more request."

The man from the An family raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that his sister, who had always been against him, would agree so easily. So, he smiled and said:

"Whatever request you ask, as long as it is not too excessive, I will agree to it."

At this time, An Ran glanced at Wei Zong and said softly: "Wei Zong, I'm afraid we have to say goodbye here. Wherever you want to go, I will ask him to send you there."

Seeing An Ran's somewhat lonely expression, Wei Zong also felt a little depressed.

During this period of time, he has been with An Ran, and he has become accustomed to An Ran's company. It is a bit uncomfortable to be separated at this time.

But Wei Zong also knew that he could not stop this.

In the final analysis, it is still too weak.

If he had the strength of his previous life, who could take An Ran away from him?

well!

Wei Zong sighed and suppressed the thoughts in his mind. He looked at An Ran and said softly: "It's better to go back to the sword world and join the Tianjian Sect."

"Okay!" An Ran turned around and said coldly to the man from the An family: "You heard me, send him to join the Tianjian Sect."

"Okay, okay!" The man from the An family said helplessly, and then stretched out his hand slightly in the air. In an instant, a small hole in space appeared. Through the breath coming from the other end, you could feel that it was the Sword World.

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