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Under the bright lightning light, everyone in the fishing village could only see a faint figure. Under the intense white light, even Long Zi and Long Qing who were on the roof could not see his figure in close proximity.

Shouts of alarm rang throughout the entire fishing village!

"Real Thunder Sword Wind!"

Ye Feng roared in her heart, her divine sense sweeping out, feeling that the Dragon Killing Sword Wind already had an extremely terrifying lightning bolt attached to it, she immediately let go.

Tsssssss! *

The lightning flashed and disappeared, following that, a half moon shaped lightning sword light condensed into a Real Thunder Sword Wind, like a ferocious snake that swept towards Long Moran's rooftop, stirring up a gale along the way!

The curtain of water formed by the torrential rain was torn apart by the sword energy that was imbued with thunder light, forming a nearly vacuum area.

At that moment, everyone in the small fishing village could finally see the situation clearly. They stared in horror at the lightning sword qi that was quickly approaching Long Moran on the roof.

Anyone could feel the terrifying might contained within this sword qi.

This masked youth could actually release Sword Qi!

was only able to unleash the Real Thunder Sword Wind when it was in this kind of weather.

On the roof, Long Moran's pupils contracted, the Real Thunder Sword Wind was coming too fast!

He could dodge it, but if he were to do so in front of a junior, how would he be able to do so? How would he even have the face to do so? Although he didn't know how his opponent had managed to attract lightning, Long Moran was confident that he could block this move.

Of course, he had to use a small trick.

He stepped down heavily with one leg, formed a palm with his hands, and grabbed at Shu Shu under the roof. Shu Shu was the closest to him, and thus became his target.

Burst Out Internal Breath, the defenseless Shu Shu was sealed by his Qi, with a pull, she pulled Shu Shu over, and actually blocked the path of the Real Thunder Sword Wind.

"Aunt!"

Long Wan'er, who was standing at the side, saw everything clearly, and shouted out in shock and anger. Long Moran was too shameless, she actually used a weak girl who did not know any martial arts as a shield.

Ye Feng's face also changed, she never thought that Long Moran would be so sinister and ruthless!

Shu Shu had sneaked out for Long Wan'er and made him want to kill her. Yet now she was using her as a shield again, he was simply a scum.

Shu Shu was grabbed by Long Moran and immediately flew into the air. Sword light and lightning, which approached at an extremely fast speed, shone within his beautiful eyes that were as gentle as water, causing his to become flustered and flustered.

She already had the intention to die, but she didn't want to die in such a way. Not only did she obstruct Long Wan'er and the other two, she had also saved Long Moran. How could she be willing to accept this?

Putong!

Suddenly, an agile and vigorous figure jumped out from the side, and pushed Shu Shu away from the place.

That person was the young man with the Taiji Temple mask who was closest to Shu Shu!

In that moment of danger, the youth had returned the favor and helped Ye Feng.

The speed of the Real Thunder Sword Wind was too fast!

Puff!

In the torrential rain, the masked youth had his thigh pierced by a sword and heavily fell to the ground. Lightning wrapped around his entire body, causing his entire body to spasm.

He had sacrificed himself to save Shu Shu!

Real Thunder Sword Wind continued to move forward along with a sizzling sound, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Long Moran.

Swish swish!

Long Moran's face was gloomy as she brandished the longsword in her hand, and consecutively performed three moves ? Whirlwind, Flowerfall Autumn Frost, and Snow Sunset!

Three sword beams of different attributes condensed out from the sword tip, consecutively welcoming Ye Feng's Real Thunder Sword Wind.

If it was ordinary, let alone a junior with ten years of cultivation, even if it was an old fellow with forty to fifty years of cultivation, Long Moran would have killed him with a single sword strike.

Compared to nature, even Long Moran's strength was insignificant.

However, Ye Feng had only borrowed a small portion of the power of the True Lightning, which was not at a heaven-defying level yet.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three consecutive explosions resounded on the rooftop. Lightning and sword energies splattered in all directions, once again erupting with intense light, as brilliant as fireworks.

The last explosion was less than a meter away from him. His face was extremely pale as the wind blew the white robe on his body away.

A terrifying wind pressure blew the three people on the roof away.

Long Zi and Long Qing stopped talking. They were sent flying by the air current and landed heavily on the sand in the middle of the fishing village. As for Long Moran, her Burst Out Internal Breath stepped lightly in the air, and after a while, she smoothly landed on the ground.

"Ahem ?"

A little fresh. Blood flowed out of the corner of Long Moran's mouth. The violent explosion just now had caused him to suffer some internal injuries, something that had not happened to him for a long time.

If it wasn't for Shu Shu and the masked youth blocking between them, this Real Thunder Sword Wind would have heavily injured him!

The continuous violent explosions scattered the entire house. Dust rose from all directions, blocking the astonished gazes of everyone.

"Aunt!"

Long Wan'er did not wait for the smoke to dissipate, she ran straight into the rain towards Shu Shu who had fallen on the ground.

Taking advantage of the chaotic situation, he immediately arrived in front of the masked youth with a broken leg. Immortal Art, Holy Therapy!

The golden light on his hand flickered, and Ye Feng quickly stopped the bleeding.

"Wan'er, leave quickly!"

Ye Feng supported the teenager up, looking at Long Wan'er as he spoke quickly.

"What, you want to run?"

Long Moran's eerie voice pierced through the smoke and dust.

The torrential rain got heavier and heavier as it fell. It was like a waterfall, soaking everyone in the little fishing village.

The dust and dust from the collapse of the house had also quickly settled in the torrential rain.

Ye Feng lifted her head, and with a glance, he saw Long Moran who had already stood up, and wiped the corners of her mouth. Blood, sword in hand, looked at him with a grim smile.

"You want to take my daughter and run? I want to see where you can run to ?"

Long Moran's voice was cold, causing the surrounding people to involuntarily shiver.

"Don't call me daughter."

Long Wan'er raised his head, and shook off his mask, his elegant and pretty face was full of hatred, as he looked at Long Moran: "A person like you, is not worthy of being a father!"

To Long Wan'er, the closest person from childhood wasn't Long Moran, but her aunt, Shu Shu. But just now, Long Moran had used Shu Shu as a shield, and ignored her life and death, which finally angered Long Wan'er, allowing her to see clearly the essence of Long Moran.

Since she couldn't escape now, she didn't mind falling out with him!

Although Shu Shu was only an ordinary person, no matter what happened, she would always protect her.

Every time she was bullied by the other children of the Long family, Shu Shu would stand in front of her and silently endure the supercilious looks and indifference.

When she was young, whenever she caused trouble and got punished, it was Shu Shu who stood in front of her and took the blame for her.

Not long ago, she was imprisoned, and only Shu Shu helped her escape without a care.

It could be said that in Long Wan'er's heart, she was like a mother's intimate relative!

"Is that so?"

Long Moran's tone was very calm, and did not have any special expression. "If you don't want to be my daughter, then you can. You cripple your own Dantian and destroy my Long Family's martial arts, then I will let you leave."

These indifferent words caused one's heart to turn cold.

But once he heard that Long Moran would let them go, hope surfaced in his heart.

As long as ? He could cripple his own Dantian?

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