Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 2248: See you again!

At this moment, Shen Suzhen and Shen Subing's daughters looked at the white-haired Cheng Kun in front of them all stunned!

They knew that the person who suddenly cut off Fu Chahen's right hand was not someone else but the Great Elder of the Inner Sect!

They really couldn't figure out why Cheng Kun wanted to help themselves and others?

Not only are they unable to figure it out, but so is Fuchamark who lost his right hand.

At this time, Yu Yunxi stepped into the lobby and said to Tan Yun, "I'll go out and watch."

"Well." Tan Yun nodded.

"Whoosh!" Yu Yunxi turned into an afterimage and disappeared at the entrance of the lobby on the third floor.

"Cheng Kun, are you crazy!" Fuchahen was furious and roared, "Are you trying to rebel and even dare to hurt this young master?"

Tan Yun clenched his gun tightly and turned a deaf ear. He stared at Fuchahen with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Beast!"

"Whoosh!"

Tan Yun held the spear and stabbed at Fuchahen's right chest at high speed. The speed was so fast, not to mention that Fuchahen was the first-level Taoist realm, even the first-level Taoist realm could not escape.

"no!"

"Push!"

In Fuchahen's scream, the sharp spear tip, with gusts of blood, pierced through Fuchahen's right chest, and pierced through the **** hole in the back!

Tan Yun clenched the magic spear in his right hand and suddenly picked up Fuchahen.

"Cheng Kun...you release this young master, otherwise, my father will not only kill you with a thousand cuts, but also kill your wife Fang Yuan and your family!"

Fuchahen roared, blood spurting from his mouth.

"boom!"

With a wave of his right arm, Tan Yun dropped Fuchaken to the ground.

Fuchahen got up with one hand, and was so frightened that he wanted to run towards the wooden door of the lobby!

He is afraid!

Completely frightened, at this moment, in his heart, Tan Yun is a devil!

A demon that eats people without spitting out bones!

"Whoosh!"

Tan Yun took a step forward and swung his magic spear suddenly. The hard shaft of the spear was like a club that destroyed everything, mercilessly slapped on Fuchahen's knees.

"Do not!!"

"Bang - click, click!"

When the dull gouge sound and the crisp bone smashing sound rang out, the blood mist filled the air, Fuchaken's knees burst apart, and the two blood-spraying calves flew away from the body.

Under the huge inertia, he lost his legs and the Fucha marks on his right hand, and his body was like a rolling boulder, rushing towards the door.

"My legs... my legs!"

When Fuchahen was about to hit the door, he suddenly stopped in the air, but when Tan Yun appeared behind him, his left hand suddenly clasped his left shoulder.

"Squeaky-"

Tan Yun is like a killing god, with a bloodthirsty lustre in his eyes, his five fingers slowly exerted force, with a stream of blood, pierced into Fuchahen's left shoulder and grabbed his shoulder bone!

"No...Cheng Kun, don't do this to me..." Fuchahen's tears of pain and fear came out of his eyes, and he pleaded bitterly: "As long as you let me go, I swear I will never trouble you."

"Not only that, I will recommend you to my father and let you be a core elder in the core door, how about it?"

"You think the core elders have much more power than the elite elders!"

"Cheng Kun..."

Before Fuchahen's pleading voice fell, he screamed again in pain, but it was Tan Yun's five fingers that crushed his shoulder bones.

"boom!"

Afterwards, Tan Yun threw the Fucha mark, whose limbs were abolished, to the ground and stepped on his lower abdomen.

"Cheng...Cheng Kun...what do you want to do?" Fuchahen felt that Tan Yun's right foot on his lower abdomen kept moving downward, his eyes bulged with fright, and an ominous premonition emerged spontaneously.

Tan Yun looked down at Fuchahen with red eyes, still silent, but that look made Fuchahen **** his pants.

"Cheng Kun...don't...please don't do this to me..." Fu Chahen pleaded bitterly.

Tan Yun, who was silent, finally spoke up, "Who do you think you are? If you want a woman here to kiss you, she has to kiss you."

"You want Shen Suzhen to accompany you, so she has to accompany you?"

"What do you take them for? Tell me!"

Fu Chahen looked terrified and said, "Cheng Kun, what's wrong with you? You are the great elder of the inner door of Dongzhou Shenzong! Who are they, and you want to stand up for them like this?"

When Fuchahen was very confused, so were Shen Subing's daughters.

"Who am I from them? You can see for yourself later." Tan Yun raised his right foot and stomped down suddenly.

"Boom!" With an inaudible sound, Fuchahen curled up in pain and kept rolling, "Cheng Kun, you eat the insides and the outsides, I swear, even if I die, I won't turn into a ghost. Let go of you!"

"call out!"

With a wave of Tan Yun's right arm, the two ancestral forces ingested Fuchahen's throat and between his eyebrows, and immediately imprisoned his spirit pond, making him unable to make any sound.

"Elder, why are you helping us?" Shen Subing looked at Tan Yun's back with gratitude.

Tan Yun turned around slowly and looked at Su Bing, the bloodthirsty luster in his eyes disappeared, then, full of tears of self-blame and apology, he returned to his original voice, "Su Bing, I'm sorry, I'm late. ."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Subing Miaoman's delicate body suddenly trembled, and in an instant, the tears of missing dripped, and she said in a trembling voice, "You... are you your husband?"

"Yes, it's me, I'm your husband!" A tear fell from Tan Yun's cheeks. The middle-aged Cheng Kun's appearance quickly became young and became a handsome and extraordinary Tan Yun.

Looking at Tan Yun in front of him, Shen Subing and the girls were stunned, as if they were in a dream.

"I...I'm not dreaming..." Shen Subing stretched out her hands tremblingly and held Tan Yun's cheeks.

"You're not dreaming." Tan Yun shook his fingers and gently wiped Shen Subing's tears.

"Woo ... wow ..." Suddenly, Shen Subing cried, she rushed in Tan Yunhuai, Xiangquan tightly fastened, constantly beating Tan Yun's back, wept could not say:

"Why are you only here now, do you know? Ever since I was forcibly brought to the High Ancestor Realm by Fuchashu, I've been looking forward to you every day for more than 300,000 years..."

"Uuuu...you know what? I'm really tired, I feel like I can't keep going..."

Hearing Shen Subing's cry, Tan Yun's tears blurred his vision, he hugged Shen Subing tightly in his arms, and while letting her beat, kept repeating, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm late. ."

The man didn't cry easily, but he didn't reach the sad part. At this moment, Tan Yun's emotions were almost collapsed. He blamed himself, and the complex mood of the joy of reunion eroded every nerve in his body.

Seeing the scene of Tan Yun and Shen Subing hugging each other and crying, Ji Yuyan, Tang Mengjia and other Tan Yun's wives and fiances also burst into tears.

In their hearts, they also longed for Tan Yun to come soon. In their hearts, their missing Tan Yun was no weaker than Shen Subing's missing Tan Yun.

Tan Yun, this indomitable man is not only their husband and prospective husband, but also their spiritual support! In the days when they were imprisoned, they always believed that their man would do everything in their power to find them and bring them home!