Chapter 1509 Pan Zhijun [2]

"It's all because my sister is useless. She didn't protect you well, which is why you suffered so much..." Pan Zhijun sighed, and reached out to hold Mu Qianyue's hand, with a sad and sad face.

Mu Qianyue struggled with her wrist, trying to break free from her hand, but seeing her frowning, with a sad face, she couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

"Let go of my wife." Nalan Jing, the jealous man, pulled Mu Qianyue into his arms, and looked at Pan Zhijun warily.

"It's you?! Di Yuchen!" Pan Zhijun looked at him angrily, as if looking at an enemy, her eyes were full of killing intent, she grabbed Mu Qianyue's other hand, and greeted him Lan Jing said angrily, "Di Yuchen, let go of Yinyin!"

Di Yuchen? Nalan Jing frowned, and hugged Mu Qianyue's waist tightly, "She is my wife, why should I let go? You should be the one who wants to let go!"

"Di Yuchen! You bastard! Hundreds of thousands of years ago, if it weren't for you, Yinyin would not have died! You killed Yinyin, but now you still have the face to continue pestering her? Let me go !" Pan Zhijun yelled angrily, raised his wrist, and slammed towards Nalan Jing.

Nalan Jing's face was grim, and he threw his palm forward to meet the shadow of her palm.

"Di Yuchen, let go of Yinyin! You are not afraid of hurting her like this!" Pan Zhijun was afraid of hurting Mu Qianyue, so he immediately withdrew his hand.

"Miss, you wait on the side first, we will go home after I get rid of this annoying guy." Nalan Jing let go of Mu Qianyue's hand, and moved towards Pan Zhijun with a movement.

"Hey, you..." Mu Qianyue shouted, but unfortunately the two fought so fiercely that they didn't hear her words at all.

Everyone on Wanhua Island looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what the situation was.

And Jin Yilan and Mu Yan looked anxious and worried. This woman named Pan Zhijun was obviously very powerful, so she was not easy to mess with!

Looking at the two people fighting inseparably in the sky, Mu Qianyue had a headache, and with her strength, she couldn't intervene at all.

The fingers under the sleeves are clenched tightly, no matter what Pan Zhijun said is true or not, she can't hurt Jing!

Pan Zhijun is a person who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, so Nalan Jing's strength is naturally no match for her.

Nalan Jing displayed the nether realm, covering Pan Zhijun within it. Seventy-two Nether Guardians rushed towards Pan Zhijun.

These seventy-two Nether Guardians are all puppets refined by Nalan Jing. It can be said that they have the same strength as him, and they are all ninth-level gods!

It is his last and strongest hole card!

Seeing that Nalan Jing summoned these Nether Guardians, Mu Qianyue's expression changed, which shows how powerful Pan Zhijun is!

When Jing fought against Bi Yu, he did not see him summoning seventy-two Nether Guardians...

However, there seems to be only a few Nether Guardians in the future, right? Why are there so many all of a sudden?

Such an army of gods is enough to make the whole world tremble!

Jin Yilan, Mu Yan and the entire Wanhua Island were even more stunned.

Depend on!

What kind of strength is this?

Seventy-two puppets? Are they all ninth-tier gods?

Do you want to be so perverted! !

He alone is enough to sweep the entire Xuantian Realm!

It's a pity that what he met was the ancestor of their Wanhua Island...

The corner of Pan Zhijun's mouth curled up with disdain, "Di Yuchen, you are just a god now, do you think you will be my opponent?"

If he were Di Yuchen, maybe she would be a little jealous, but unfortunately, after two reincarnations, his strength is not as good as before.

Pan Zhijun sneered, and stepped out with incredible speed, passing by the seventy-two people.

"Puff puff puff..."

A series of muffled sounds resounded, and the figures of the seventy-two puppets trembled, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

Nalan Jing's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Seventy-two puppets were destroyed, and he naturally suffered great backlash.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

The next moment, Pan Zhijun's palm struck Nalan Jing's chest.

Nalan Jing's figure slammed down from the sky and fell down.

"Jing!" Mu Qianyue moved her feet to catch his body.

Nalan Jing's face turned pale, and blood was vomiting in his mouth. Mu Qianyue checked his body, only to find that his tendons had been shattered by Pan Zhijun!

Looking at Pan Zhijun who continued to attack ahead, Mu Qianyue raised her head and glared at her angrily, "Stop! If you dare to kill him, I will never die with you for the rest of my life!"

Hearing this, Pan Zhijun trembled, his eyes were full of hurt, and he looked at her in disbelief, "Yinyin, do you know what you are talking about? You don't even want your sister for such a man." You have to know that he killed you with his own hands for hundreds of thousands of years, so you fell into reincarnation and experienced the love of two lives! Now you want to live forever with me because of him?"

Looking at the hurt and painful look in Pan Zhijun's eyes, Mu Qianyue felt pain in her heart. Her concern for herself did not seem to be fake, nor did her words seem fake...

"I don't care what it was hundreds of thousands of years ago, those are too far away! And that is also a thing of the past, and I may not be Pan Yinyin! I only know that he is my husband now, the man I love the most in my life, It's the lover I'm willing to protect with my life! I will never allow you to hurt him!" Mu Qianyue said firmly, and the Realm of Life was unleashed, slowly healing Nalan Jing's injury.

Hearing Mu Qianyue's words, Nalan Jing's heart was filled with emotion and joy, his purple eyes were stained with tenderness and affection, and he wished to hug the figure of the woman in front of him into his arms and rub it into the marrow of his bones inside.

He also loves her so much!

He knew Yue'er's intentions, if Yue'er didn't love him, he wouldn't have broken into the Nether Prison for him!

"Don't you want to sow discord here! How could I hurt my wife?" Nalan Jing held Mu Qianyue's hand tightly. He didn't know about the past and present, but he was afraid that what Pan Zhijun said was true ...

"Hmph! Di Yuchen, if you are a man, you can do what you want!" Pan Zhijun snorted angrily.

"Enough! I said that I don't want to pursue the past." Mu Qianyue held Nalan Jing's hand tightly with a cold face.

"Yinyin, when you think about those things before, you will understand." Pan Zhijun sighed quietly, "At the beginning, I established the Wanhua Island and set the rules. The disciples under the sect were not allowed to quarrel with men, let alone You are not allowed to get married, do you know why? Hundreds of thousands of years ago, you were deeply in love with him, but he hurt you severely. There is nothing good about a man! That's why I hate men so much. The gauge is for the return of waiting, to make you wake up, so that you will no longer be addicted to love in this world! But you have disappointed me so much!"

Mu Qianyue frowned.