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Chapter Thirteen

Hearing Jian Tianchen's words, Jian Xiaoyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent. You are looking for death. Jian Xiaoyun's flowing long hair moved automatically without wind, and his silk and satin dress swayed slightly.

As he spoke, Jian Xiaoyun pointed his swords together, and a sword energy shot directly at Jian Tianchen. Jian Tianchen, on the other hand, stood motionless, staring straight at Jian Xiaoyun with bloodthirsty eyes.

"No, Master. When Jian Xiaowen saw this scene, he shouted and begged crazily. His luck came to him, and he mobilized all the energy in his body to fly towards Jian Tianchen." However, Jian Xiaowen's cultivation level was not high.

, it is impossible to save Tianchen at the current speed. Jian Xiaowen's eyes were about to burst, looking at Tianchen standing at the door of the martial arts arena with an evil smile. Two lines of bloody tears flowed out of the corners of Jian Xiaowen's eyes.

Just as Jian Xiaoyun's sword energy was about to shoot into Tianchen's heart, a shout came out.

"Who dares to hurt my grandson?" The voice was accompanied by a white sword energy, which shot straight towards Jian Xiaoyun and Tianchen's sword energy. The two sword energy collided. A deafening explosion burst out, and the dazzling white light made everyone

Everyone closed their eyes.

When the explosion gradually subsided, I looked around and saw that a deep pit with a radius of ten feet was formed in the martial arts field near the gate, and dust was everywhere in the martial arts field.

Everyone coughed a few times, and soon, all the dust in the sky fell to the ground, and the entire martial arts arena was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Although everyone had vaguely seen the big crater created by the collision of the sword energy just now, the feeling of seeing the big crater clearly was completely different from just now. The huge crater in front of them could not be measured at all, and it was certain that

Yes, definitely more than ten feet. It's a full meter deep.

As for Jian Tianchen, he had already disappeared. Everyone could see clearly that the explosion just now was the closest to Jian Tianchen. The martial arts arena made of black iron stones looked like this. How could a living person survive?

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Jian Xiaowen and Jian Xiaotian both rushed to the side of the giant pit after the explosion stopped, and came to the place where Jian Tianchen had just stood, but they couldn't find any trace of Jian Tianchen. They checked inside the giant pit again, and still found that

There was no sign of Jian Tianchen. Not even the severed limbs were seen.

Jian Xiaowen sat weakly on the ground, clenching his fists, crying. "My morning son..." Jian Xiaotian gently supported Jian Xiaowen and comforted him softly.

"You are an incompetent father who cannot protect your son, and you still have the nerve to cry here." An angry scolding sound came from the air.

An old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared in the air, floating quietly like that. He was dressed in white and had two long eyebrows. He looked like a god, and he looked like a fairy. The white-haired man was holding a child in his arms.

, it is Jian Tianchen who is undoubtedly dead in everyone’s minds.

When Jian Xiaowen heard the scolding, he looked up into the air, his eyes flashing with surprise.

"My son-in-law pays homage to my father-in-law." As he spoke, Jian Xiaowen knelt on the ground and bowed three times to the white-haired old man in the air. "Xiaowen was incompetent, so I thanked my father-in-law with tears for rescuing Chen'er." After that, he bowed three times again.

The old man in the air glanced lovingly at Tianchen in his arms and snorted coldly. If I hadn't arrived in time today, my little grandson would have died. If something really happened to my grandson, I would have to have you bury him with him. Really?

I don’t know how Yan’er could like a cowardly and incompetent person like you.

"It turns out that it's Senior Ye who's here. I missed the welcome by hiding the village. I hope you'll forgive me." A trace of hatred flashed in Jian Xiaoyun's eyes, and then disappeared into his eyes. He made a look of joy and said to the white-haired old man with fists in his hands.

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"Hmph, Jian Xiaoyun, you dare to kill my grandson, I think you think your life is too long." The white-haired old man glared at Jian Xiaoyun with murderous intent and said.

"Senior Ye is a guest from afar, so please take a seat. As for Chen'er's affairs, they are my own affairs at Aojian Villa. I hope that Senior Ye will not interfere." Jian Xiaoyun said calmly, his whole body full of energy.

The true energy was moving, as if it could explode at any time.

"Hahaha, what a family affair, what a good Aojian Villa, what a good Jian Xiaoyun. In this case, I want your Aojian Villa to disappear in Jeju City and disappear in the Mowu Empire." The white-haired old man said,

The whole body emits white light.

"It's actually the realm of martial arts." Everyone in the martial arts arena was surprised and sighed.

Jian Xiaoyun saw the white light on the old man's body, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Since Senior Ye insists on interfering, then Bucai Xiaoyun can only learn from Senior Ye's clever tricks.

As he spoke, Jian Xiaoyun also floated in the air.

The owner of the village is actually a Martial Master, a servant looked at Jian Xiaoyun with admiration and said.

"No, the owner of the village is only a Martial Sect, not a Martial Master." A deacon said. As a deacon, he has more experience than the servant, so he can see the realm of the two.

The white-haired old man and Jian Xiaoyun looked at each other, and endless fighting spirit surged in the sky above the entire martial arts arena.

"Ahem." With a slight cough, Jian Tianchen slowly woke up.

"Grandpa?"

"My dear grandson, grandpa finally arrived in time, otherwise your life would have been taken away by this wolf cub long ago. Look at grandpa taking his life and destroying this broken Aojian Villa. I am venting my anger on you." The white-haired old man was kind.

He glanced at Jian Tianchen, then raised his head and looked at Jian Xiaoyun with endless murderous intent.

"No, grandpa, I have my own opinion. I hope grandpa promises his grandson not to interfere in this matter."

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