Yama arrives

"Did I have hallucinations? Why did I see that the Patriarch was injured?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! The head of the family is a generation of holy kings, how could a junior in the true spirit realm be able to defeat him."

"Why can't I see their moves? How did the Patriarch get hurt?"

On the offensive of spiritual consciousness, Du Yun has made a huge breakthrough.

He seized the advantage and didn't give Dong Mingshu a chance to breathe. With his mind moving, wave after wave of spiritual sense attacks swept away, like deadly throwing knives hidden under the night.

Dong Mingshu put all his energy into it, not daring to underestimate the enemy in the slightest. Concentrating his spiritual consciousness, he resisted Du Yun's crazy attack.

One is standing on the roof.

Standing alone in the garden.

They stood still for several minutes without doing anything, and the entire Dong's house fell into silence, as if time had frozen.

However, where no one could see, the two were fighting in full swing.

Dong Mingshu's mental power was severely depleted after a battle of spiritual consciousness, while Du Yun became more courageous as he fought, as if the energy of his spiritual consciousness was endless.

"Why are you staring blankly? Give it to me!"

"Only dead! Not alive!"

Dong Mingshu suddenly roared.

The disciples of the Dong family who stood there for a long time woke up one after another. After a long time, the master was waiting for everyone to make a move. If you said otherwise, it would be over, and everyone who caused you to stand with you stupidly for several minutes, pretending to be coercive is not such a way of pretending. .

Fortunately, Dong Mingshu couldn't hear the aspirations of these disciples, otherwise he would have died of anger on the spot.

A group of disciples had already rushed towards Du Yun, and all of them were killer moves.

Du Yun's expression changed, and his consciousness immediately swept away. The group of disciples suddenly stopped, and then screamed with their heads in their arms, as if they had been possessed by an evil spirit.

"It turns out that the offensive of the divine consciousness is so powerful! It seems that I should continue to practice the Dafa of Soul Cultivation." Du Yun was amazed in his heart.

But it was in this gap that Dong Mingshu came clapping his hands, condensing his handprints in mid-air, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, bringing infinite danger to Du Yun.

When Du Yun came back to his senses, it was already difficult to dodge, and he immediately rushed into the sealing spirit ball and shouted: "Senior! One hundred soul thoughts will be exchanged for you!"

After saying that, a majestic aura poured into Du Yun's body. He felt that his body was about to explode, so he immediately patted that aura out.

Boom!

The Gang Qi Fist Seal floats in the air.

Fist and palm collide.

A piece of void exploded, as if an earthquake struck, and the entire land of the Dong family was shaking.

Dong Mingshu originally wanted to capture Du Yun alive with a slap, but the figure was blown away by the aftermath of the explosion as soon as he swooped down.He landed on a building, and immediately exerted force under his feet. When he flew to the garden where Du Yun was again, Du Yun was nowhere to be seen.

The entire Dong family was in chaos.

Hundreds of disciples searched in a blanket manner, but they searched all over the old house, but they couldn't find Du Yun's figure.

"The pig escaped!"

"I remembered! That guy is the head of the Jiangbei Dumen. He became famous in one fell swoop at the Jiangbei Martial Arts Conference and won the champion of the Jiangbei Martial Arts Conference."

"Paralysis! A small faction in Jiangbei dares to challenge the majesty of the Dong family in the capital. It's so fucking inflated!"

When Du Yun was around, all the disciples of the Dong family were dumbfounded and didn't dare to say much.

Now that they learned that Du Yun had escaped, everyone started talking and cursing.

Dong Mingshu's face was already extremely cold. He stood on a roof with his hands behind his back, letting the strong wind blow his hair and clothes, his eyes were like swords, and he looked at the vast night in the distance, feeling extremely puzzled.

How can a monk in the middle stage of true spirit come to have spiritual consciousness?

And his last punch, why did he condense his energy?

These have become unsolved mysteries.

At this time, Du Yun had already gotten into Li Anna's car and was galloping under the night in the capital.

For the last punch, Du Yun was very satisfied, and even faintly felt that the strength of the old monster had improved, probably due to the effect of devouring a lot of soul thoughts during this period.

Just as he was thinking, the voice of the Lord of the Land came to mind: "Young man! When will you give me the hundred souls?"

Du Yun was stunned for a moment, the car almost rushed into the green belt, quickly stabilized the body, Du Yun cursed: "You old man, none of your business!"

The land lord who was locked in the spirit sealing ball had a black thread on his hair, and said a little angrily: "Young hero, how can you go back on your word, at the last moment, if I hadn't given you a breath of energy, how could you have escaped safely."

Du Yun almost drove the car into the green belt again: "Is it the stellar energy you transmitted to me?"

The old monster immediately scolded: "You stinky shameless! It's obviously my breath, get out of here!"

"Boy! Keep your words clean. What kind of green onion are you? If I hadn't been trapped in the spirit sealing ball, I would definitely go out and beat you up!" The land lord did not show any weakness.

The two old monsters fought, while Pu Yi kept watching a show.

Now Du Yun was depressed, who gave the breath?

"Okay! You two have fifty soul thoughts each, stop arguing." Du Yun was a little confused.

In fact, he believed that the two old monsters had both transmitted their aura. No wonder Du Yun felt that the aura was stronger than usual at that time, and the two powerful venerables who were comparable to the holy spirit realm shot at the same time, but they failed to kill Dong Mingshu, and they were not even seriously injured. As a result, it can be seen how powerful Dong Mingshu is.

Back to the villa.

Li Anna was still awake, took a shower, and watched TV in the living room in a set of thin gauze pajamas.

"Brother Yun! You're back, let me see, isn't anyone hurt?" Li Anna said she was watching TV, but she was actually waiting for Du Yun to come back, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep.

A warm current rose in Du Yun's heart. He was an orphan since he was a child, and apart from being dependent on his sister Nie Han, he rarely felt the feeling of being worried and cared for.

"I am fine."

"Are you really okay? If you get hurt, we'll go to the hospital. Don't hold on." Li Anna frowned. The other party was Dong's family in the capital, so it was not easy to deal with.

Under the large European-style chandelier, Li Anna's delicate body covered by the tulle group was looming. Du Yun took a few glances, and the evil fire in his stomach was raging.

He stepped forward suddenly, pushed Li Anna down on the sofa, and said domineeringly: "Not only is she fine, but she also has plenty of energy. I'll let you feel it right away."

late at night.

The Huaxia warrior circle was shaken.