Fu Hun immediately thought of the nine-leaf green lotus mutation, which made this little guy return to its original state.

Softly smiled and said, "Everyone was just joking with my nephew before. I hope my nephew doesn't take it to heart, there is still a place for you at home."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan felt extremely disgusting. Without saying a word, he picked up the Ten Desolate Sword and rushed forward. The sword was powerful and domineering.

Fu Hun's personal guards saw that something was wrong, and they rushed over to forcibly suppress Fu Yuan.

But it was too late, and the blue-black sword energy surged like a wave of water, and wherever it went, it was invincible.

The last few people were also seriously injured, and they fell to the ground and their lives were unknown.

Fu Yuan condensed his sword energy again, his eyes were like a hungry tiger, and he stared at Fu Hun, his sword energy became more and more mad.

Fu Hun's current realm is the pinnacle of spiritual masters, and he is only one step away from Lingwu. Unfortunately, he has stayed at this step for many years and has not stepped out.

On weekdays, Fu Hun is pampered in the family. As for the competition between the four major families, young people are often involved, and the participation of older people will lead to clan wars, unless it is at the juncture of life and death, the elderly in the family. A generation of people will not take it lightly.

Fu Yuan was startled by the combat power that Fu Yuan revealed today. He didn't expect this little guy to suddenly become so fierce, and he felt more and more that the nine-leaf cyan lotus had mutated and fulfilled Fu Yuan.

He gathered spiritual power in a hurry, and crossed his arms to hold up a qi block.

The blue-black domineering sword qi burst forth, and Fu Hun, who had been pampered all the year round, stepped back every now and then, his arms were numb, and it was unbelievable.

"I really underestimate you. Second uncle can see how much progress you have made in the past two days."

Fu Hun began to be serious, and pulled out a long sword from his waist.

Fu Yuan held the Ten Desolate Sword in both hands, stabbed away quickly, and slammed it. He was not Fu Hun's opponent. He must be fast. Although the gap between the realm and cultivation base can be made up by his own body of Holy Spirit. , However, as long as the fighting time is too long, it will cause the rest of the family to come and beat him.

Fu Hun held a long saber in his hand, and slashed with one knife, the violent spiritual energy surged like a flash flood, as if it was about to engulf Fu Yuan.

Domineering sword, pay attention to indomitable, open and close.

The swords collided, making a loud bang, the building next to the attic collapsed, and the bluestone floor underfoot quickly cracked.

The huge force made Fu Yuan shake Fu Yuan back, and the hands holding the Shihuang Sword were also numb.

Fu Hun sneered: "What an accident, I have already guessed that Nine Leaves Qinglian has mutated, as long as you obediently hand over Nine Leaves Qinglian, I will give you a whole corpse and let you be buried with dignity."

Fu Yuan said angrily, "I have provided so many green lotus fruits for my family over the years, is this how I treat meritorious deeds now?"

At this point, Fu Hun didn't mind telling Fu Yuan some old stories.

He joked: "To tell you the truth, when your parents brought back Jiuye Qinglian back then, they didn't lose their vitality, but died at the hands of my eldest brother and I."

"If he doesn't die, the elder brother will not be able to become the patriarch, and we will not be able to get the green lotus fruit."

"It was originally planned to kill you at the same time, but who knew that you, this little fellow, had awakened the body of the Holy Spirit and could support Jiuye Qinglian, otherwise, you thought you could still live to this day."

When Fu Yuan heard this, his head was about to explode. It was unbelievable that his parents did not die at the hands of foreign enemies.

Anger surged up, and the whole body was filled with continuous power, the spirit sea was boiling, and an indescribable aura surged from Fu Yuan.

Half foot has stepped into the spiritual master realm.

Fu Hun could see that something was wrong. This little brat was originally the body of the Holy Spirit. Once he completely entered the spiritual master realm, it would not end well.

A sword roared, and his spiritual power was surging. He wanted to forcibly interrupt Fu Yuan's breakthrough opportunity and kill him. If this son is not eliminated, it will be a big problem in the future.

Fu Yuan went mad, his eyes were red, facing this surging sword, he held the Ten Desolate Sword in one hand, and slashed away, a thick sword qi burst out.

Wherever the sword energy goes, nothing is constant.

This sword contained Fu Yuan's monstrous anger, the killing intent was extremely pure, and Fu Hun's sword intent was instantly destroyed.

The domineering and sharp sword intent instantly fell on Fu Hun's body, breaking out a blood trough that was deeply visible to the bones, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

This sword was not sloppy in the slightest. After the sword, Fu Yuan's aura climbed to the spiritual master realm, and the spiritual energy all over his body was surging, like a dragon overturning the river.

Fu Yuan was mad with hatred and teleported to Fu Hun. The pressure from the body of the Holy Spirit made Fu Hun go soft and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Nephew, forgive me, I am your second uncle." Fu Hun begged with blood and tears.

Fu Yuan said indifferently, "Father and I worked hard for the great cause of the family. In the end, it was you despicable little people who tasted the sweetness. It really hurt my father. I must have found it difficult for him to rest in peace under Jiuquan."

Fu Hun's eyes widened, only to see Shi Huangjian holding the boundless suffocating energy, falling steadily, and instantly the head rolled to the ground.

Fu Yuan took a deep breath, still uneasy, wishing he would kill Fu Heng at the ancestral hall now, but he knew that Fu Heng now has the cultivation level of the spirit general realm, not to mention that there are so many people in the family. He alone is not an opponent.

He jumped up, soared into the sky, temporarily left the Fu family's mansion, and he would kill him again.

There was a fierce battle here, and Fu Heng soon brought people to the scene, and when he saw his second brother who had already fallen to the ground, and the guards who had been cut in half, he was instantly stunned.

Seeing this, Fu Liang was also stunned on the spot, and quickly ordered Fu Hun's body to be carried down.

"How is that possible!" Fu Liang said with red eyes.

Fu Heng said angrily, "The thief hasn't gone far yet, so send a wolf horse to follow him, and he must get his head back."

Now that the matter has come, Fu Heng thinks for a moment, and knows that the nine-leaf green lotus has mutated, and the waste is cheap. If it is not for the people from the Soul Rescue Sect who will come to Qingyu City soon, he must go out and solve the trouble in person.

"Soul Soul Sect is coming, don't make any claims beforehand, just bury it in secret." Fu Heng said word by word.

Zhang Heng died and his second brother died. The bottom line in Fu Heng's heart was loosened. He couldn't even imagine what step the waste had reached now. Once the body of the Holy Spirit grew, the consequences would be disastrous.

Soon, the two teams of wolf riders set off.

Outside the Sapphire City, the long avenue leads directly to the barren mountains and ponds, and Fu Yuan rode his war horse and galloped all the way.

She asked silently in her heart, "My sister knew from the beginning that my parents were killed by her own hands?"

There was a clear voice in my heart: "If I tell you at the beginning, you will be confused, and you may not be able to cultivate the overbearing sword to the fur."

Fu Yuan had tears in his eyes, it was hard to imagine how sad, how regretful and helpless it was when his parents died...

"Father, mother, the child will definitely avenge you!"

Suddenly, Fu Yuan looked back, and two teams of wolf riders appeared at the end of his field of vision.

"The speed is really fast." Fu Yuan said bitterly.

In the battle against the wolf rider on the flat ground, Fu Yuan never had the upper hand. He rushed to the barren mountains and dazes, where the wolf rider's advantages could not be brought into full play.