Everyone in the Qingjian Hall heard this heart-wrenching cry, stopped their hands and looked up.

Ye Ying put down the teacup, "It's the voice of the owner of Manor Lin."

Gongsun Fang said in a deep voice: "There are very violent emotional fluctuations."

After a "crack" sound of shattering, Liu Zangyue appeared first at the edge of the Qingjian Pool. Luo Feiyu hurried forward and wanted to help her up, "Senior Sister, how are you?"

"Save Biran quickly, save her quickly." Sweat beads of water oozing from Liu Zangyue's forehead, and she wanted to forcefully raise the sword in her hand, but as soon as she pulled the sword off the ground, she buried her head and fell down.

"Senior Sister!" Luo Feiyu supported her.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the side. Luo Feiyu turned his head suddenly, feeling a burst of pain coming to his face, which made him so shocked that he quickly closed his eyes.

Liu Biran and the other three appeared, and the heat immediately spread. Liu Zangfeng had already stabbed the February Chunliu into Liu Biran's left arm, and blood sprayed out. The wound was red and hot smoke began to emitting. At the same time, blood kept gushing out from Liu Biran's mouth and nose.

"Stop!" Lin Huai looked at all this helplessly, trying to stop Liu Zangfeng, but he raised his palm and slapped it back.

At this time, what can she do as a woman who knows martial arts and has no help?

"Who dares to stop me!" Liu Zangfeng shouted loudly, stabbing the February spring willow in a slight slight, and everyone in the hall felt a wave of heat sweeping over.

"The spring willow in February is the most burning sword?" Luo Feiyu was shocked.

"No! It's because of my sister's scabbard blood!" Liu Yili hurriedly stood up and wanted to step forward, but was forced back by the scorching air waves.

"How could it be?" Ye Ying's pupils shrank.

"People with sheathed blood are destined to be unable to hold the sword, because sheathed blood can make the sword force and sword energy soar. They cannot withstand such domineering power, which will cause immeasurable damage to themselves." Gongsun Fang transported the Xihe Snow and brushed away the heat in front of him. "And Liu Zangfeng stabbed the sword into the girl's body, which was tantamount to letting her blood boil and burn in his body."

Ye Ying took a breath of air conditioning when she heard this.

"This Master Liu is really cruel." Scholar Jingyue shivered on the side, then looked at Gongsun Fang who was indifferent, "Old Master Gongsun, won't you go up to help?"

"Why are you still here?" Ye Ying said in confusion.

"This is his business, I don't want to interfere." Gongsun Fang looked at Luo Feiyu and said lightly.

"Sister Fang just said, tell me not to take action." Ye Ying shook her head, "Why don't you go?"

"I have my own business to do, too." Scholar Jingyue shook his fan and said, "What's more, it's not our turn to save her."

Liu Biran felt a burning sensation spread from her arms at this moment, and even smelled a burnt smell. But she did not cry because of the pain after holding the sword like she did back then, but felt deep despair for the first time in her life.

She didn't expect that things would happen to this point.

Slowly, her mind was pulled out little by little.

"Save her." Liu Zangyue used all her last strength to clench Luo Feiyu's clothes.

"Okay!" Luo Feiyu did not hesitate and drew his sword forward, but found that due to the influence of his "broken" sword, February Chunliu actually trembled in Liu Biran's arm, which also made her injuries worse.

"Damn it!" Luo Feiyu immediately withdrew his sword when he saw this, gritted his teeth and fisted towards Liu Zangfeng naked, with blood rising in his eyes. At the same time, the sword vein technique in his body also reached its extreme!

At this time, a dark broad sword took him one step ahead and quietly landed in front of Liu Zangfeng.

Ink sword, silent.

"Brother Tang!" Luo Feiyu said happily.

Tang Zangtian raised his sword, and the clear light suddenly rose.

No formless, silent, silent, and swordless. The world's truth, Angelica sinensis.

Ink sword, true words.

The next moment, the sword energy surged and everything became quiet. It seemed as if everything was to be cleansed by rest.

Ink Sword, the ancient technique of cleaning souls.

Luo Feiyu suddenly stopped and waved his hand slowly, and a light color sprinkled out.

Gongsun Jianqi Tower inherits the internal power of the ancestral power, and the West River blows snow.

One is the strongest sword technique in the world, and the other is the purest inner strength of the heart.

The burning sensation faded for a moment.

"Cut off my sister's arm! Otherwise, the scorching arms will cause the blood in the whole body to boil, and it is hard for the gods to save them!" Liu Yili shouted loudly. When she was a child, Liu Biran almost caused a tragedy because of secretly holding the sword, and she still remembered it vividly.

Tang Zangtian didn't think much about it, waved the ink sword and cut off Liu Biran's left arm, and then she fell down. Tang Zangtian hugged her and stepped back dozens of steps away.

From beginning to end, Liu Biran never cried out for pain. Whether it was when the Chunliu was burning inside her in February or when her whole arm was cut off, she didn't even frown.

"I saw you when I was a child. You were six years old that year." Tang Zangtian whispered and comforted, taking out the falls that every disciple of the Tang sect would carry to stop the bleeding for her.

Liu Biran's hair fell down, and it was covered with the cold sweat on her forehead, and she couldn't see the expression on her face.

Liu Zangfeng suddenly smiled coldly, held Liu Biran's broken arm in one hand, pulled out the February spring willow, and then stabbed straight in from the break, piercing through the entire arm. Then he swung suddenly, and the sound of bones breaking and the sound of flesh tearing sounded all the time, which was chilling.

"Hahahahahaha!" Liu Zang's face showed cruelty, his clothes suddenly raised, and he drew his sword. At this moment, the February spring willow was covered with blood from the sword sheath, and the sword was extremely powerful, causing the pool water in the Qingjian Pool to stir up wildly.

Gongsun Fang held the sword tightly at this moment and said coldly: "No matter what the result is, he must die in the end."

Luo Feiyu saw the burnt arm on the ground and couldn't help but feel a little chilled and cursed: "Are you still a human being?"

"What?" Liu Zangfeng sneered: "My wife and I gave birth to her, and I raised her for more than 20 years. What happened? What happened? What was flowing in her body was the blood of the Liu family, the blood I gave her! Just call me father, she should do this for me!"

"Although I don't like her, I can never tolerate a villain who harms my flesh and blood in this world. I must kill you." Luo Feiyu said indifferently and suddenly drew out his sword.

At this moment, all the swords in the hall trembled.

This breath made them extremely frightened.

"Zhe" once had a code name.

Sword of Killing Sword.

"I think I haven't seen this sword for a long time. Every time I think about it, I feel chilling." Liu Zangfeng suddenly raised the February Chunliu, "But you are really too naive."

"Not only can you not kill me today, I will also let everyone in the hall be buried with you!"
Chapter completed!