1427. If life is just like the first sight

Buzz!

It seemed as if the demon opened his eyes, the red flame flying knife that had originally stopped suddenly shone brightly again.

With a buzzing sound, the Red Flame Flying Knife flew around the sky, and after bypassing the God of War, he slashed at He Mingyu in fear again from behind.

"Chu Yun, no!"

Nie Nantian was even more anxious. The palm wind was howling, and the energy swept across the dantian. Almost all the true energy surged to the palm of his hand. Then, in the surprised eyes of the Gun King Sword Saint and others, the war god Nie Nantian actually grabbed the flying knife with his bare hands and steadily. With the brute force, he grabbed the flying knife forward.

At this time, the flying knife was less than an inch away from He Mingyu's neck.

The sharp blade cuts through the skin, and the red blood drips slowly along the blade like rain.

At this time, Nie Nantian was covered in blood, and he could almost clearly see the thick white bones under his palm.

"God of War~" The King of Gun was completely stunned and hurried over to see the God of War's injuries.

The Sword Saint was also touched.

If we talk about the entire Chinese, who cares about their Chinese martial arts the most? Or is it the God of War?

This old man who has protected China for a hundred years, even though his strength has been surpassed by future generations at this moment, he is still like a kind elder, protecting every genius junior in Chinese martial arts.

The Sword Saint knew that what Nie Nantian was most reluctant to see was the self-killing killing of Chinese martial arts.

Including the previous pursuit of Gao Wu's death against Chu Yun, the later revenge of Chu Yun to the Supreme Wu, and the now revenge of Chu Demon King He Mingyu, Nie Nantian struggled to stop him every time.

He could tolerate the fall of Chinese warriors on the battlefield of foreign warfare, but he really did not want to see Chinese martial arts people die under his compatriots.

"Chu Yun, can you spare him~"

At this time, Luo Feifei also ran in from outside the room. Seeing her teacher's bloody look, her pretty face was so scared that she was pale. She reached out to hold the corner of Chu Yun's clothes and persuaded him almost begging.

Chu Yun frowned, and the flying knife held by Nie Nantian still gathered strength. Almost without a doubt, as long as Chu Yun's thoughts move now, the red flame flying knife could instantly cut off the palm of the God of War's palm and then pierce through Zhang Zhengfu's head.

But will Chu Yun do this?

In the end, Chu Yun gave up.

The sharp edge dissipated, and the murderous intent disappeared. Nie Nantian also let go of his palm, and the red flame flying knife turned in the air, flying back to Chu Yun's hand like a soldier returning from the battle.

The red flame returns to the sheath,

The sword is hidden in the box.

The moment Chu Yun dissipated his sharpness, it seemed as if the storm that swept the world had come to an abrupt end, and the almost suffocating oppression in the entire room also dissipated.

But Chu Yun still had a expressionless face and looked at He Mingyu coldly: "Today I will save your life first, and wait until I finish killing others, and then killing you!"

"The God of War can protect you for a while, can you still be able to live forever?"

Chu Yun's words were as cold as a knife.

He Mingyu, who originally thought he had escaped, looked ugly again.

He knew that Chu Yun would promise him again. He would definitely come and kill him again.

Is it really hard for me to escape and die?

While He Mingyu was frightened, Chu Yun had already turned around and left. Luo Feifei seemed to have something to say to Chu Yun, and she actually followed her and chased her out.

In the room, there were only four people, including the God of War, the King of Guns, the Sword Saint, and He Mingyu.

"Father...father."

He Mingyu fell to the ground again, the fear on his face still had not dissipated, and his face was pale as blood. In addition to frightened, he looked at his father.

"Father, save me~"

"The boy doesn't want to die..."

Tears fell out in a bad mood, but He Mingyu was filled with regret at this time.

If he had known this, he would never have dared someone to attack Yunyang Sect.

However, when facing his son's request for help, the Gun King was angry and kicked He Mingyu hard, directly kicking him out of blood.

"You rebellious son!"

"I told you thousands of times, and I told you not to mess with Chu Yun, don't touch Yunyang Sect, and don't interfere in Jiangdong."

"Why don't you listen to this bastard?"

"Now I know you're scared?"

"What have you done?"

"You think you are Zhang Zhengfu. He has the strength of the heavenly level and is the third in the heavenly list. He can not be afraid of Chu Yun's revenge. What about you? Are you just a little titled master, and you dare to attack Yunyang Sect?"

"Aren't you looking for death?"

"You rebellious son, you want to be angry as your father!"

The Gun King cursed angrily, beating his bastard son while scolding him. But as he swears, tears were already filled with old eyes.

He Mingyu is his biological flesh and blood. Now the Demon King Chu has been sentenced to death. Although the Gun King is angry, he is still more worried and heartbroken.

They have been dealing with the Chu Demon King for nearly three years, so they naturally know that the Chu Demon King said he would take He Mingyu's life, so he would definitely come to take it.

Just as Chu Yun said, if Nie Nantian can save He Mingyu for a while, can he save him for a lifetime?

But as a father, how could he watch his son die?

Finally, the King of Guns knelt down on both knees and knelt in front of the Sword Saint and the God of War with a thump.

Ask the two of them to think of a way to save his son.

The Gun King is a very arrogant person. Even though he was beaten to death by Chu Yun back then, he did not give in like the Chu Demon King. But now, in order to save his son, he no longer cares about his face.

"Father..."
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