With a sound, the black iron chain as thick as a wrist broke instantly.

Yun Ruohan picked up the shaking rain with one hand and carried him behind him.

Bingpo Sword pointed at the people in front of him and said aloud: "Get out of here!"

"Strange! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Yun Zhaoxing was furious, "I have already said that the soul beads I took out are not enough? What else do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything!" Yun Ruohan said word by word, "I just will never allow anyone to hurt Xiaoqi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ice Soul Sword was swung out in the air.

Kakkakka--!

In an instant, the bone-breathing frost enveloped the entire water prison.

Even the erosion water on the ground has formed a thick layer of ice.

The Yun family's guards with low cultivation immediately screamed, and their feet were frozen directly to the ground.

Yun Ruohan swung the second sword, mixed with frost, and howling blizzards came.

This time, even Yun Zhaoxing and others did not investigate for a while, and were blown by the blizzard and took several steps back.

The originally airtight Yun Family Water Prison opened up a passage after only two swords.

This is the best artifact Ice Soul Sword.

This is the [Yijian Shanhai] Yun Ruohan from Xiaoyao Sect!

Yun Zhaoxing had been awake for a long time before he came to his senses. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry, "Close the Yun family and activate the [Wan Tu Formation], you must not let them run away!!"

...

After Yun Ruohan took Luo Yu out of the water prison, he did not leave immediately, but quickly returned to the house where he woke up to search.

Sure enough, he soon found his clothes and storage ring.

Among this storage ring, there are elixirs, talismans and array plates that Mu Yan equipped them with each of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Yun Ruohan had only had time to stuff a Yang Huidan into Luo Yu's mouth.

The wooden doors in the room shattered in a bang.

Yun Zhaoxing, Xuan Menglan and others were all standing outside the house, their faces as deep as water, and their faces were extremely gloomy.

Only the old woman who brought Yun Ruohan back to the Yun family waved her hands anxiously and shouted: "Master, madam, this is Master Jifeng! Don't do it... There must be any misunderstandings in this, Master Jifeng, you, please explain it clearly!"

Yun Zhaoxing shook his hand fiercely and said sternly: "My evil, when will you still mess around? Why don't you hand over the person quickly? Do you really want to force me to attack you?"

Xuan Menglan grabbed the angry Yun Zhaoxing and said bitterly: "Jifeng, even if you don't remember anything, you are our son, and blood is thicker than water. Will we still harm you? You give us the person first, and we can discuss how to deal with your junior brother."

Yun Ruohan took a deep breath and said coldly: "I am not your son Yun Jifeng, and I will never hand over Xiaoqi to anyone."

"Okay!" Yun Zhaoxing's chest was fluttering violently, his face turned purple and red. "Since you are obsessed with it, I will think that my son died more than ten years ago."

"Today's Lan Luoyu, you have to teach it, and you have to teach it if you don't teach it!!"

While speaking, Yun Zhaoxing suddenly pulled out a pair of maces and swung them out.

This pair of maces is called [Ba Ling], which is the only quasi-magic weapon of the Yun family. Only the head of the Yun family is allowed to use it.

The eight-ring mace looks like two short sticks.

But as soon as the spiritual power was injected, it turned into two long snakes that looked like swords, not swords, not whips, and whips towards Yun Ruohan.

Yun Ruohan stuffed a Yang Huidan into his mouth. Before he could refine it, he immediately blocked the sword.

puff--!!
Chapter completed!