Only senior brother is amazing

For Yang Jue, he didn't even know when a stranger broke into this remote villa.

This person released a phantom like thousands of red threads to attack him, he quickly dodged his body, and used his internal force to create an invisible barrier, chopping up these red thread shadows one after another.If it was one step later, he might be cut into a puddle of flesh by these shadows.

Yang must not feel any internal force in this man who is somewhat opposite to He Bei.So there are only two possibilities, one is that the opponent has no martial arts, and the other is that the opponent's martial arts are unpredictable.

"Palace Master Yang, if you catch me, you won't be marrying me, right?" He Beiding looked at Yang Jue, with a chill in his eyes.

Yang Jue kept a distance from He Bei vigilantly: "Do you still need an explanation from me? Your Zhenwu League is holding two fragments in your hand, and you have given a blame for stealing the fragments to my Jinghua Palace. This seat arrests you, naturally." It's a deal with you."

He Bei couldn't help chuckling: "You don't think my father would be willing to trade me for pieces in order to save me, do you? Killing me alone will achieve the righteousness of the world. My father has always been such a person."

Yang Jue coldly said: "Is it possible, you will know if you try it?"

"It's up to you?" He Bei touched his waist habitually, and found that Yan Shanjian had been placed somewhere by Yang Jue.He randomly yanked the cumbersome gold ornaments on his head, and threw them all on the ground with tinkling bells. His hair immediately fell down like a waterfall of black ink. His emerald pupils, which were more flawless than jasper, were dotted with a piece of icy muscle jade. Capacitance, extremely beautiful appearance.

Yang Jue's heart became more and more eager to hunt, more and more he wanted to hold He Bei and make him submit.

"This is my territory, you alone can escape?" Yang Jue is not afraid of He Bei, he has explored He Bei's martial arts, but it is only a fifth rank.What made him really afraid were the people standing in front of He Bei.

He Bei knew that in this life, Yang would never have Bai Zi's assistance, and he must not have fully practiced his evil kung fu lotus ghost copy, so that he could rob him so boldly, there must be other masters behind him to help.

Yang Jue's eyes narrowed, and he focused his gaze on the face of the person in front of He Bei. A red mole on the bridge of that person's tall nose made Yang Jue suddenly think of someone.Then he suddenly smiled and said, "Your brother also has a red mole on the bridge of his nose."

He Bei's complexion sank: "My senior brother? You understand it quite well."

Yang Jue smiled and said: "That's right, your senior brother looks so beautiful, Zhilan Yushu, Qingshuang Langyue... It's just that I don't like your senior brother's hanging. It's better to be like you. ...Peach blossom eyes, affectionate eyes, this lord sees you as a passionate person. I also heard that you often go to West Sixth Street for free whoring? You should be quite experienced."

He Bei's chest was filled with anger: "Who the hell did you hear that I was whoring for nothing?"

"Young master from the Yao family said that, I didn't expect you to be so popular. I sent someone to inquire about you a few days ago, but I heard that he scolded you on West Sixth Street for a whole day. Why do you say that you only pick people around you...Little master Said that you seem to be interested in your senior brother, licking like a dog every day, inseparable all day long. I will bring your senior brother together and be a companion for you, isn't it considerate?" Yang Jue said directly in the A knife was stabbed in He Bei's heart.

It's no wonder that Yang Jue pinpointed his weakness precisely, it's just that his weakness is too obvious.

"You also arrested my senior brother?" The temperature of the aura around He Bei dropped suddenly, his complexion had become extremely gloomy, and a murderous aura instantly condensed between his brows.His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles were tense and white.

He was impatient, he turned the ring lightly, and the golden soul puppet, Anian, came to Yangjue like a shadow, releasing strands of red silk from his snow-white wrists, weaving around Yangjue's body Into a complex and changeable shadow array.

Yang Jue was not afraid of the shadows surrounding him, he said: "Your brother should wake up later than you, are you in a hurry to see him?"

He Bei's eyes sharpened, and with a hook of his finger, the shadow array of red lines around Yang Jue's body tightened, and Yang Jue felt a strong sense of oppression, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

He Beiyin said harshly, "Where is my senior brother?"

"What's the rush?" Yang Jue's body was startled, and a burst of strong internal force burst out, instantly shattering the shadow array around his body into powder-like light dust.He then waved another palm wind, using his internal force to create a blood-colored lotus seal in the air, and struck directly at He Bei.

He Bei raised his right leg high and twirled his body, the crimson clothes slid out a graceful arc in the air, and he easily dodged the bloody red lotus that was attacking him.

Anian followed He Bei and did the exact same movements, only then did Yang Jue know that He Bei used the puppet technique, and the puppet was a dead thing, no wonder he couldn't feel the other party's inner strength.

Yang Jue taunted: "Famous family upright, the son of a master, playing puppet tricks, you can really give your father face."

He Bei remained silent, holding the silk with his ten fingers, manipulating A Nian's body, and attacked Chao Yangjue again.

Yang Jue saw that all the moves He Bei gave him were death moves, and he no longer left any room for it.Several blood-colored red lotuses were struck out in succession, but He Bei dodged them swiftly, or resisted them with internal force.

The narrow room was obviously not enough for the two of them to display their skills, and they fought from inside to outside.

After coming out, there was a dilapidated courtyard overgrown with weeds. He Bei picked up a dead branch imitation sword. He faced Yang Jue, whose martial arts level was much higher than his, and showed a little weakness.

Even if the Lianhua ghost is treacherous and ruthless, it will always leave a loophole.

The essence of the lotus ghost is that the damage of the blood lotus is superimposed, and the superposition reaches a certain level before it can really hurt the enemy.When Yang Jue uses Lianhua Guichao, he needs to keep accumulating energy to release the next combo. If he is blocked halfway, the body is very vulnerable to backlash.

He Bei and Anian are equivalent to a double attack, and Yang Jue can't do it all at once. What's more, Yang Jue has never seen such an inescapable puppet technique. These red silk threads are in He Bei's hands, weaving one set after another. Patterns, although the internal force carried by these lines and shadows is not too deep, but He Bei is proficient in transformation, making him overwhelmed by the moves.

If He Bei hadn't been for the fifth rank of martial arts and insufficient internal strength, Yang Jue would have been cut into thousands of pieces by him long ago.

Even though He Bei held dead branches in his hands, he could still fight with Ling Ran's sword intent.He used dead branches to draw light and shadows in the air, chopped bloody red lotus one after another in the darkness, and the strong murderous aura contained in the different-colored pupils was like the reincarnation of Shura.

Yang never understood how such a brat who didn't have much experience in the rivers and lakes could have such arrogance.

Gradually, He Bei faced not only Yang Jue, but also countless disciples of Jinghua Palace who rushed towards him.

He Bei saw one kill and one kill, the more he killed, the more courageous he became.He basically chose to seal his throat with one move.The bloody flowers that are stirring right now are like clusters of red plum blossoms, blooming on the withered branches like swords in his hands.

It was clear that he could not escape the soul, but the dead branch of the imitation sword seemed to be alive at that moment.

How did the disciples of Jianzhuang die, how should these disciples die, he has always been vengeful.

Ah Nian's figure disappeared into the boundless night without knowing when.

At this time, it is the best way for him to distract Yang Jue and most of the believers, and use Anian to find Xie Juan.

When Ah Nian went beyond a certain range, he could no longer get his sight.Within the control range, the farther away Anian was, the more mental and internal effort he had to spend.

He is gradually looking for opportunities to escape, as long as he can find Xie Juan first, whether to escape or fight this devil to the death, everything is easy to say.

Yang Jue also found himself unknowingly being led around by He Bei.

The courtyard is not big, and there are not many rooms. Yang Jue realized that He Bei would be able to find Xie Juan with his little cock in a short time.

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After Xie Juan woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment, the anesthetics all over his body had just worn off, and his legs and feet were still numb.He sat up and found that his feet were stretched open, and an iron chain was tied to one side of his slender ankles. His legs were separated and slightly opened, in a strange and shameful posture.

The last moment he was still fighting with the disciples of Jinghua Palace, and when he woke up again, he was imprisoned here.

In doubt, a person came in from outside the house.

This person wears a dark ghost mask and a large black robe.He walked up to Xie Juan, with a special glove made of ice silk on his outstretched hand, and slightly raised Xie Juan's chin with one finger, as if he was looking at him carefully.

Xie Juan felt a chill, he opened the man's fingers on his chin, frowned, and said sharply: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Xie Juan has never been afraid of life and death.His life was given by his master, and he would not hesitate to offer his life to Jianzhuang.

The man in black bowed his head to touch Xie Juan again, his cold fingertips gently brushed Xie Juan's delicate cheeks like cream, he looked at him without saying a word, ignoring Xie Juan's unhappy expression.

The black robe retracted his hands and turned around, sat down at the table not far away as if nothing had happened, and poured a cup of tea.After carefully scraping off the floating tea foam with a small spoon, he brought it to Xie Juan's mouth, motioning him to drink it.

Xie Juan knocked over the steaming tea with his palm, and the tea was overturned on the man's black robe, leaving a large wet stain.

The black robe was not angry, but laughed frivolously twice.After drying the wet stains on his body easily with internal force, Xie Juan's complexion changed again and again, and he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Heipao walked to the incense burner by the table, lifted the lid of the incense burner, and added a few incense pills into it.

After a while, the strange aroma floating in the room became stronger.

Xie Juan looked at the man in black robe sitting in front of the table not far away, silently doing nothing, which made him feel even more uneasy.

After a while, the black robe waved to the door, and two tall and strong believers came in. These two believers didn't wear masks, and they looked obscene, and they all stared at Xie Tired, as if they wanted to eat him Same.

The black robe waved his sleeves, turned around and left silently.

The two believers walked up to Xie Juan, and one of them began to roughly tear Xie Juan's clothes, laughing loudly: "It's so stunning...you have to play it badly."

Anxious about the humiliation, Xie Juan slashed hard at the believer who tore his clothes, but the believer reacted quickly, suppressing Xie Juan's wrist with one hand, and slapped him back.

This slap just happened to hit Xie Juan's right ear, Xie Juan's eardrum seemed to be pierced and hurt, his mind roared, and his eyes turned black.Xie Juan was not reconciled, gathered his inner strength and struck back with his palm, hitting the cultist's throat.

The cultist looked grim, and after coughing violently, he pointed at Xie Juan and cursed angrily, "It's quite strong. It's because the medicine wasn't strong enough."

He gave another believer a wink, and the believer immediately understood, ran to the incense burner, lifted the lid of the incense burner, and put a few more incense pills in it.

The incense pills melted instantly in the high fire of the incense burner, turning into wisps of white smoke, which drifted into the room.

Xie Juan felt like he was going to drown in this fragrance.

His internal energy couldn't be tightly stored, his feet were bound, and he couldn't escape at all.Immersed in this weird fragrance, the body gradually became limp and weak, and a touch of warmth gradually appeared on the cheeks.

The two believers hurriedly took off his clothes, with hungry eyes, he felt a chill, his hands were forced to be pressed by one of the believers on the pillow, his empty chest was hot, and he was covered with two hot palm.

Xie Juan would never allow himself to be spoiled like this.

He held his breath, so that the strange fragrance rarely entered his mouth and lungs.Then with both feet accumulating all the internal strength and kicking, it actually broke an iron chain.

After he successfully broke free with his right foot, he raised the iron chain on his ankle and hit the head of the believer who was lying on his body, and blood flowed down the back of the believer's neck.

He took the opportunity to pick up a candlestick by the bed, and threw another blow at the back of the believer's head.

This smashing made the believer dizzy for a long time before he came back to his senses.

The believer was annoyed even more, and raised his palm to slap Xie Juan, but before the wind of the palm fell, a slender red silk thread suddenly appeared on his neck.

The other end of this red line is controlled by Ah Nian who suddenly broke in at the door.

Ah Nian hooked his fingers slightly, and with a light pull, the disciple's neck was cut off by a thread of red thread.Splattered by hot blood, a fresh head fell heavily on the ground like this. After rolling around for a few times, it was hoisted by the silk puller with a red thread and hung on the beam of the house. From a distance, it looked like A blood-red lantern.

He Bei manipulated A Nian not far away, causing a tragedy in one go.

Another believer stared at Anian with wide eyes, as if seeing a ghost that was threatening his life, and let out a shrill cry.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, I also moved my head and became the second lantern in this house.

Xie Juan was spattered with blood.

He was completely startled by the brutal scene in front of him, he raised his eyes in astonishment to look at the red-clothed man who looked very similar to He Bei, in a trance, he subconsciously called out: "Hanchuan..."

But this person obviously looks a bit like him, but his expression is so cold that he doesn't look like a living thing.

Ah Nian walked to the bed, tore off a sheet, and wiped the blood on Xie Juan's body stiffly.

Xie Juan's body became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer sit upright, leaning against the side of the bed with a slack mind, he looked at A Nian in some perplexity, although his heart was full of doubts, he didn't have the extra strength to search carefully for the time being. ...Being caught here inexplicably and going through those nasty things just now is absurd enough. At this moment, he is only worried about He Bei... whether He Bei is safe.

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