"Humph!"

The flow of light feathers made He Feixiang look cold. He snorted and waved his hand. He shouted: "What are you doing? Take this stinky head and grab it!"

"Yes, the Spirit Lord!"

The people arched their fists and responded with a sigh. Even though they had pulled out their weapons, they went around with the light feathers and the monarchs.

Jun Hao's face changed greatly. He quickly pushed a stream of light feathers and hurriedly said: "Miss, go!"

"Jun Lao!" The face of the light feathers became pale in a moment. She looked at the monk in front of those people with her body in horror, biting her lips tightly, tears could not help but roll from the eyes. Come down.

Since the death of her mother, Jun Lao is already her only relative!

"Miss, go, don't forget, you have to avenge your wife!" Jun Jun saw the flow of light feathers did not move, hurriedly turned his head and shouted.

His eyes were red, his eyes were anxious, and his old body was like a wall, blocking all the enemies.

The light plume trembled, and she looked at her eyes and turned and ran to the door.

"Want to go?" He Feixiang sneered, his body leaping, and he was about to chase away the light plume that escaped from afar.

But...

Jun Hao’s body suddenly burst into a strong momentum. This momentum is like an invisible wall, and He Feixiang and other students are stopped.

"I am here today, you don't want to stop the lady."

At that time, it was the wife who saved him from serious injuries. From that day on, he vowed to protect her forever.

Now that the wife is dead, the young lady is naturally the one he wants to protect his life.

He will never allow, these people hurt her!

Jun Hao stood on the ground, his body seemed to burn with raging flames, and he was all in the flames, looking at the group of people in front of his face.

"Jun, you are crazy?"

He Feixiang's face suddenly changed: "You use the burning soul to make the price, forcibly improve the strength, isn't it worth it?"

"For the lady, everything is worth it."

Junyi’s tone was as firm as ever, without any wavering. His look was fierce and his momentum was like a frost sword.

"Ha ha ha!" He Feixiang haha ​​laughed twice. He looked at the monarch who was burning with flames. The corner of his mouth evoked a satirical smile. "With your strength, you can't hurt us, you burn with your soul." It can only stop us for a moment, and this moment of effort, you think you can save her?"

"If the mainland does not have the help of the demon king, it is really nothing! Even if you stop me, you can't rewrite the fate of the group. At that time, the monks who flow the light feathers will die together!"

He Feixiang hates to gnash his teeth.

Although the old **** is not as good as him, the power he produces when burning his soul is so powerful that he can't get close, otherwise he will inevitably be hurt.

Even so, this old **** can only stop them for a moment.

After a while, the flow of light feathers still can't live!

Jun Hao no expression: "The soul will eventually go to the road of ruin, but unfortunately, the lady has not been buried in this spiritual environment, but I believe that after the demise of the spiritual world, the lady will definitely move her grave."

This remark may be for Jun Jun to think of the woman who has been fascinated by the genius. His mouth evokes a shallow smile.

Whether she is the beauty of the first sight, or the ugly after a serious illness, she is always the best woman in the world in his heart.