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Text Chapter 47 The helplessness of the noble family

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    After disappearing into the fire cloud again, Pan Chen became more playful when he saw Pan Yan pretending to be dead and wanted to sneak up on him. He gathered a ball of flame and threw it straight at Pan Yan's bloody face.  Sure enough, after getting involved with the Shenlian Sect, Pan Yan had many magic weapons in his hands. What blocked his fire cloud was a green magic armor. The magic armor was hit by Pan Chen's forty years of spiritual power.  , since it was just a slight tremor, the brilliance did not dissipate much.  "High-grade spiritual energy? Humph It's really wasted in your hands!" Pan Chen sneered, sneaking into the fire cloud around Pan Yan, and a cold and violent bloody evil spirit flashed in his eyes.  .  Bang bang~!  Pan Chen can refine the high-star elixir himself. Although the flames rolled out by the Fire Cloud Flag consume a lot of spiritual energy, but with the backing of the high-star spiritual elixir, he releases the spell without any scruples. The flames come one after another, crazy.  Heading towards Ligue 1.  The flames that contained forty years of spiritual power were well-deserved. They continued to hit the cup of tea for a long time. The brilliance on the armor was almost completely dissipated, and it would be damaged after being blasted for a moment.  "No, he wants to take away my magic weapon!" Pan Yan has been waiting for the opportunity, and under the protection of the French armor, he used his myogenic gourd to heal his wounds. Suddenly he noticed that Pan Chen's spell seemed to be intentionally bombarding the French armor.  Recalling the bloody mental impact again, the flesh-and-blooded face trembled.  Butit's too late again!  "Heal your wounds, pretend to be dead, sneak attack! I'll make you pay for your wife's loss of soldiers!" Pan Chen sent out a mental shock, hitting Hua Guang's weak French armor, and his whole person flashed out again.  "Hiss~!" Pan Yan took a breath. He was reluctant to have the high-grade magic weapon destroyed and did not dare to cancel the soul refined in the magic weapon. After the magic weapon was corroded, he had to endure another round of mental shock.  "You're dreaming!" Fighting for his soul to be seriously injured, Pan Yan defended the armor tightly, raised his palms, and stamped on Pan Chen's chest.  Seeing Pan Chen's horrified expression, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.  "Die, fight me!" Pan Yan shouted, gathering all the power in his hands, if a palm was printed on Pan Chen's chest, you can imagine the next time.  "Idiot!" Suddenly, Pan Chen, who looked horrified, curled his lips. When Qianjun launched his attack, a cold light emitted from his sleeves, poof~!  There was a sound, blood spattered five steps, and a bloody arm flew out.  "Youahem." Pan Xun's evil smile froze on his face, and half of his bloody cheeks twitched violently. The severe pain in his arm made his pupils tighten. That frightened and angry expression, why?  Look, how funny.  "High-grade magical weapons are rare. Unfortunately, compared to high-grade magical weapons, destroying you will make me happier. So you were deceived by me." Pan Chen disappeared into the fire cloud again, and a voice full of ridicule floated out.  Pan Ming was still suffering from two layers of severe pain in his soul and body. He felt as if he was crawling out of the water. Cold sweat poured out. He fell to the ground and twitched violently. Suddenly, he was afraid.  He realized that if he didn't have the magical power to resist Pan Chen's mental shock, he would definitely die today.  "But Pan Chen's bloody evil aura comes from the great forces of the ancient kingdoms. Its power is so weird and weird that ordinary magic can't resist it.  What frightened him the most was that Pan Chen was like a sane madman, tearing off his face and cutting off his hands. There was clearly a chance to kill him, but Pan Chen chose to torture, tease, and ridicule him.  he.  He was afraid that he would be played around like a dead dog by Pan Chen. Once upon a time, Pan Chen was as useless as a pile of scrap metal in his eyes, but now, the situation has been completely overturned, and he himself has become Pan Chen's hand.  toys on.  "Pan Chen, you went around me. I was wrong. I was really wrong. As long as you don't kill me, I will ask my father to ask the elders of the God Refining Sect to refine a real magic weapon for you!" "Two months!  Aren't you going to become a disciple of the Dengtian Sect in the future? With the magic weapon, the disciples of the Dengtian Sect will not dare to look down on you!" Pan Yan's voice was filled with tears. He was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his broken arm with one hand.  , weakly supporting the ground with his shoulders, no longer as high-minded and arrogant as before.  Pan Chen witnessed everything in the fire cloud, and he sneered. When he found the auras of many monks flashing in the woods, his eyes became colder.  "Pan Min, you are here today. Since you begged for mercy and I don't want to continue to bully you, you destroyed your own meridians!" "You destroyed your own meridians. Are you going to destroy me?" Pan Min screamed.  "Stop talking nonsense, I will only give you two breaths, either destroy your meridians or continue playing, it's up to you!" Pan Chen replied coldly.  Self-destruction of meridians means that more than ten years of hard work will be turned into ashes, and you will become a cripple inferior to ordinary people in the future, or will you continue to be humiliated and played by Pan Chen?  Pan Yan didn't want to see any of them.    OneTwo!  The time of two breaths disappeared in an instant. Pan Yan roared, his eyes were red. He raised his head and glared at the fire cloud. His whole body bones and muscles trembled violently, and then there was the sound of stones hitting the wooden board, bang bang bang~!  It rang dozens of times.  "Keep your promise!" Pan Yan screamed and fell weakly, but something almost made him daring happened. Pan Chen walked out of the fire cloud with an expression on his face that said he had been deceived again.  out.  He misjudged Pan Chen¡¯s state of mind and was reborn in a strange world. Pan Chen was struggling, with no so-called sense of security and belonging. How could he let go of the guy who wanted to kill him?  "Pan Chen, did Jin Shi not tell you after his death that Pan Chen only talks about reputation with friends and never with opponents? That would be such a pity!" After eliminating the last layer of doubts, Pan Chen walked toward Pan Yan step by step.  near.  "Pan Chen, how dare you! Kill me, my father will not let you continue to be arrogant, you can't kill me!" Pan Yan roared crazily, and his paralyzed body tried to move back in fear, but with poor results.  Suddenly, he saw something strange in the woods. Pan Li's eyes were forlorn, and he was the first to appear in the wilderness.  "Dad, save me!" Pan Yan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, shouting with ecstasy, dad has appeared, as long as dad is here, he will be safe!  Pan Yan couldn't conceal his excitement, and the pain all over his body seemed to have weakened a lot.  Pan Chen didn¡¯t look behind him, he simply raised his palm.  "The time is up, walk faster on the road to Huangquan, maybe you can make a companion with Jin Shi." After saying that, he hit Pan Yan hard on the forehead with a palm.  Pan Lizheng, who was a hundred feet away, saw Pan Chen about to shoot his son to death. He was immediately stunned and screamed.  "Show mercy! My son, my son, I'll kill him!" Pan Li's pitiful screams went straight into the sky. Pan Yan's eyes were blank, staring at death, and he didn't even hear what Pan Li shouted.  But Pan Chen suddenly stopped his hand, and his palm was less than half an inch away from Pan Yan's eyebrows!  "Thank you!" Pan Li, who was speeding up, stopped beside Pan Chen for a moment, gritted his teeth, then stepped forward and hugged his son.  Looking at Pan Xun¡¯s miserable appearance with bloody flesh and blood, Pan Li felt like the world was spinning and his chest was cramping.  "Son, it's all your fault. It's all your fault for not teaching you well. You are wrong, and so is dad!" Pan Min collapsed in his father's arms. He was so weak that he no longer had the strength to open his mouth, but there was something in his eyes.  With reluctance and pleading, he hoped that his father would protect him with all his strength when he got into trouble, just like in the past!     but!  The state has national laws, the family has family rules, and the law is merciless. Pan Li believes that he has no way to protect his son from the anger of the Presbyterian Church and his ancestors.  He was going to die anyway, and he couldn't just watch his son die in the hands of others.  "Son, go see your mother and tell her that I failed her last wish before her death. I have no face to see her!" Pan Li glanced at the gathered elders of the Pan family, murmured, and slapped Pan Yan on the forehead.  superior.  "Dad!" Pan Xun seemed to hear Pan Li's murmur while he was dying, and called softly. The next moment, he lost half of his life.  "People are doing it, and God is watching. If you do it yourself, you will not survive!" After seeing everything, Pan Chen muttered silently in his heart, turned around and left.  Being born into a noble family has many advantages, but it also has its little-known helplessness. Pan Li wants to kill his own son, which is the best proof!  ¡ª¡ªThe first volume is over, the next volume should be very exciting, at least I will try my best, there are books  Friends said, since it costs one hundred thousand words to kill a clan brother?  In fact, Pan Yan is just a means to support the plot. As a fledgling power group in the world of cultivation, the aristocratic family cannot be ignored. From small to large, from simple to complex, the fairy world will unravel the veil bit by bit.  More fun?  Speaking of collections, tickets, etc., please get more, dear friends!
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