Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"You stole the world of the Central Plains, and now you want to humiliate me? Although I am not a holy king, I will never bow down to you."

Jin Si grinned: "I'm serious, wouldn't it be nice to change the world with a daughter? If you agree, I will help you take back the world."

What Jin Si said was so sincere, Zhi Zun remained indifferent.

Jin Si was very sad, why no one could understand his sincerity.

"Then do you want to live forever? I have a magic medicine here, and a daughter can be immortalized, and it has a thousand years of skill."

Zhizun slapped the Dragon Yuan in Jin Si's hand away.

"Get out, get out!"

Jin Si quickly picked up Long Yuan: "Made, you deserve to be slapped by Jue Wushen, you have so little eyesight."

Jin Si came out of the courtyard where Supreme was imprisoned.

Suddenly, a large number of soldiers and swordsmen started running in front of them.

The direction they run is the direction of the dungeon.

Jin Si grabbed a soldier.

"What happened?"

"Someone robbed the prison."

Prison? Who is so blind.

A figure descended from the sky ahead.

He kept waving the sword light in his hand.

In an instant, dozens of soldiers and swordsmen were all beheaded by that man.

Nie Feng? How did he come here.

At this moment, there were a group of unknown servants behind him.

They supported Wuming and Bu Jingyun.

"Junior Brother Feng, hurry up, it's too dangerous here, I don't need your help." Bu Jingyun burst into tears.

"Senior Brother Yun, what are you talking about? How could I stand by and watch you in danger."

Nie Feng was a little puzzled.

Bu Jingyun's aura was not as weak as imagined.

Although he wanted to restrain himself, he couldn't hide that thick feeling from him.

"Nie Feng, you shouldn't have come." Wuming said with a wry smile.

"Haha... There is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you break in." Jue Wushen and a group of masters came.

He originally intended to use Wuming and Bu Jingyun as bait.

Lure a group of remnants who resisted him to come to the rescue.

Nie Feng held the Xueyin knife.

"Are you absolutely godless?"

Nie Feng was puzzled, this Jue Wushen seemed to be very weak.

Can he turn steps and startle the clouds?

This unscientific……

Could it be that he hides his strength.

Are you paralyzing yourself?

Nie Feng put away his underestimation of the enemy.

Hold your breath and concentrate, preparing for the ultimate move.

Jin Si felt that if he didn't come out again.

Jue Wushen was about to be slashed by Nie Feng.

"Haha... Nie Feng, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

When Nie Feng saw Jin Si, his expression changed instantly.

Nie Feng looked at Bu Jingyun, who sighed.

Nie Feng looked at Wuming again, who also sighed.

You know now.

"My lord, let me meet the God of the Wind."

Absolutely Wushen nodded and waved his hand casually.

Jin Si took a step forward, and Nie Feng couldn't help but get serious.

I really haven't fought against Jin Si in the true sense.

The first time is not counted, I have not taken the magic medicine at that time.

The second time doesn't count, I wasn't familiar enough with magic medicine at that time.

"Youruo..."

"Huh?" Nie Feng turned around, not good...

When Nie Feng reacted, Jin Si had already come to him.

Nie Feng just wanted to raise the saber, but the back of the saber was already pressed down by Jin Si.

The next moment, Jin Si punched Nie Feng's chest.

Nie Feng vomited a mouthful of blood and was thrown flying.

After smashing the palace wall behind him, Jin Si chased him in.

Jin Si grabbed Nie Feng: "This is my game, I will give you two choices now, stay here as a prisoner, or get out now."

"Senior Jin, I..."

boom--

Jin Si punched Nie Feng's handsome face again.

"Senior Jin..."

boom--

"Go to the Emperor of Swords and learn how to use swords. Really, you are too weak now." Jin Si punched Nie Feng in the face again.

At this time, Jin Si heard the voice behind him, picked up Nie Feng's Xueyin knife, and stabbed himself in the chest.

"Okay, you can get out, don't let my game end here."

Nie Feng got up, glanced at Jin Si, and behind Jin Si.

Stretching out his hand and pulling hard, he jumped out of the palace wall holding the Xueyin knife.

When Jue Wushen and a group of masters arrived, Jin Si grabbed Jue Wushen.

"My lord..."

Absolutely Wushen glanced at the direction Nie Feng was leaving.

He took a deep breath and said, "You did a good job."

"My lord... Do you really have no daughter? Let me tell you about the benefits of a daughter... If you give birth to a daughter, it is equal to having half a son, but if you give birth to a son, it is equivalent to having an extra enemy... So... My lord, do you want to think about it?"

Absolutely Wushen clenched his fists.

If it weren't for all the men here.

Absolutely Wushen wanted to kill Jin Si.

"Come here, wait for him to heal his wounds."

The person supporting Jin Si is Po Jun, that is, the nameless senior brother.

He is also the son of Jianhui, the former suzerain of Jianzong.

And he also killed the nameless wife.

In the room, Po Jun suddenly pushed Jin Si to the ground.

"Boy, I just saw that you stabbed yourself. I know you must want to save Wuming."

Jin Si licked his lips and looked at Po Jun.

"and then?"

"No god believes in you, and I don't believe in you."

Po Jun looked at Jin Si coldly.

I never cared if you believed me or not.

"By the way, do you have a wife now?"

Po Jun squinted his eyes and looked at Jin Si, already holding the handle of the knife with both hands.

Pojun has a tradition of giving away his wife.

"Do you want Wan Jian Gui Zong? If you give me your wife, I will ask Wu Ming for Wan Jian Gui Zong."

Po Jun was furious, and suddenly drew out his two knives and slashed at Jin Si.

The blade cut into Jin Si's shoulders on both sides, but it only cut less than half an inch.

"The Immortal Golden Body!!" Po Jun's face changed in shock.

Withdrawing the knife suddenly, it stabbed towards the wound on Jin Si's chest.

Jin Si didn't dodge either, letting Po Jun's blade penetrate.

But when he wanted to draw the knife again, he seemed to be stuck by something.

boom--

Jin Si's finger flicked on Po Jun's head.

Po Jun flew upside down.

Jin Si slowly drew out the blade.

Po Jun jumped up again, and another Tanlang Sword slashed at Jin Si.

Jin Si fished it casually, grabbed Po Jun's wrist, and gently folded it.

Po Jun's Greedy Wolf Sword has been snatched by Jin Si.

"give me back!"

Jin Si picked it casually, and Po Jun's right arm had already been severed by Tanlang Sword.

Po Jun was shocked and angry.

The man in front of him is definitely not an unknown disciple.

Even Wuming couldn't easily defeat him.

And a knife was stabbed in the other side's chest.

But he acted as if he had never heard of it.

"Who the hell are you?"

Jin Si grinned.

"Of course I am the nameless disciple, uncle."

After nightfall, Jin Si sneaked into the dungeon with Po Jun.

Wuming heard footsteps behind him, and he was no stranger to this footstep.

"Little Four, what are you doing here?"

clang clang clang---

Wuming found several sword qi cutting off the chains of his limbs.

Wuming turned around and looked at Jin Si: "What, are you tired of playing?"

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