"Bang. ”

In just an instant, those cultivators who had just stepped into the threshold of the cultivation realm fell into the courtyard outside the ancestral hall.

He Jia's eyes widened as a familiar aura suddenly appeared.

"Yang... Yang Xiaole?" Where did He Jia have time to pay attention to Sun Yinfeng, he subconsciously put his hand into his sleeve, ready to take out a shrinking ground into an inch charm that he carried with him.

If He Long is here, there is still the possibility of a battle, if it is his own words, he is not an opponent of Yang Xiaole in the past. Now Yang Xiaole, he is no longer an opponent.

When he felt that the familiar aura was Yang Xiaole, He Jia had already realized that something was wrong. Because that breath is just too strong. At least the strong ones above the foundation.

He didn't have time to think about how Yang Xiaole had become so powerful in such a short period of time. Because at this time, Yang Xiaole's figure was so fast that it just became a dotted line, and he arrived in front of He Jia in an instant.

Before He Jia's hand reached into his pocket and took out the charm, Yang Xiaole's hand had already grasped his hand like an iron tong and an eagle's claw.

But in an instant, He Jia felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and a crisp sound came from his bones.

"It's over!" He Jia had completely given up the luck of fighting with such a fierce Yang Xiaole, and his wrist was desperately shrunk towards his sleeve, and he could immediately grab the shrinking spell.

"Still want to come?" Yang Xiaole sneered, and with his other hand, he directly pulled out the spell, and with a mistake of his two fingers, the spell turned into a cloud of cyan smoke.

He Jia yelled even more hysterically when he ate the pain, and Yang Xiaole kicked He Jia's knee. The latter fell to his knees. When Yang Xiaole let go of his hand, He Jia's wrist bones had been completely shattered, and his knee was even more crushed.

Yang Xiaole looked at He Jia, who was like a reptile under his feet, and sneered, "I also let you slip away, how can I Yang Xiaole still mix." "Yang Xiaole, what do you want, don't forget that you are a suspect now. He didn't lift the Gu technique for a day. You won't be able to turn over for a day. He Jia roared hoarsely.

At this time, Ge Lao heard the movement inside and walked in with someone. found that Yang Xiaole solved all the people by himself, and he could only sigh except sigh. You must know that He Jia is also a person at the third level of qi refining.

And Ge Lao's methods are also very decisive, without saying a word, he directly smashed all the evil cultivators in the dantian, cut off the spiritual root, and completely smashed the path of those guys' cultivation. This pair of people who have tried to cultivate the truth is undoubtedly worse than death.

Everyone surrounded He Jia, and even if he was given ten shrunken land talismans, he wouldn't need them. "What do you want. He Jia roared, "Kind of kill me." ”

"As you said, of course, it's for your brother to disarm the Gu technique. Yang Xiaole smiled, "By the way, I will help my friend Yinfeng solve some small troubles." ”

"Gu Yuan is not in my hands. He Jia laughed miserably, "You miscalculated." ”

"Of course, you don't have that ability. However, who made you He Long's brother?" Yang Xiaole sneered, "Let your brother come!"

"Dream on, Yang Xiaole!" He Jia spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Yang Xiaole stepped on He Jia's chest again, followed by a crisp sound, and after the ribs were broken, they directly pierced He Jia's skin and flesh.

This made He Jia, who was originally white-skinned, look even more disgusting.

"Hero?" Yang Xiaole said with a smile, "I understand to tell you, this time I came to exchange your life for the Gu Source Lift." You call He Long earlier, suffer less, and you can pick up a dog's life. ”

"If you want to pretend to be a god, just rely on the enmity between us, enough for you to die three or four times. Yang Xiaole said to Yuan Chengshu on the side, "You're right, Uncle Yuan." Yuan Chengshu nodded, his eyes like knives.

"Phew, you killed me. He Jia grinned, and his gums were oozing blood.

Yang Xiaole shook his head helplessly, took out his mobile phone directly from He Jia's pocket, and dialed the number that was most closely related to him.

"What's the matter? Sun Yinfeng has done it, our Sun Da Shao is still waiting for you to bring people back, what are you rubbing?" He Zhongman's tone was very unkind.

The relationship between the two brothers is indeed very twisted.

Yang Xiaole coughed twice, "He Long, Sun Shao is fine now, if Sun Jinqiao misses Sun Shao, you might as well come and take a look yourself." By the way, in front of the spiritual seat of the ancestors, repent and repent!"

"Yang Xiaole?" He Long's voice became more indifferent, like a robot, "You are so bold." ”

"It's always been not small, how can you be bold enough to dare to touch the women around me. Yang Xiaole raised his eyebrows.

"What if you catch him, it's just a piece of waste, shame on me, and you kill him, but it saves me a lot of trouble. He Long sneered, very sarcastic.

"Oh, that's what you said!" Yang Xiaole squatted down, reached out and pinched He Jia's neck, and said into the phone, "I don't mind solving him first, and then going to solve you." ”

Between speaking, Yang Xiaole really exuded an extremely fierce killing intent. This made Yuan Chengshu, Ge Lao and the others present feel a little frightened.

Especially Sun Yinfeng, he always thought that Yang Xiaole was a very good person to deal with. I never thought that there would be such a fierce and irritable side.

And this kind of negotiation method is inevitably too rigid.

"Feel free!" He Long said lightly.

Yang Xiaole was also angry at that time, grabbed He Jia's neck, locked He Jia with his fingers like steel, and then suddenly lifted it and smashed it on the ground.

"Ahh

After a loud bang, He Jia also let out a heart-rending scream, his head hit the ground, and a large pool of blood flowed.

However, at this time, He Jia was already confused, only snoring in his throat, his eyes could not be opened, and his breathing sounded panicked.

Yang Xiaole said: "He Long, this is what you said. ”

Of course, He Long knew that He Jia was not dead, so he took a breath of cold air and said, "Okay! You let him go and talk to me." ”

"It's been like this for a long time, why can't you get along with your brother?" Yang Xiaole sneered, and the spiritual power in his hand suddenly showed and poured into He Jia's broken wound.

Of course, Yang Xiaole didn't have the kindness to cure He Jia, but just to keep He Jia from dying for the time being, that's all.

"Make an appointment with a time and place. Yang Xiaole stood up and ignored He Jia, who was already like a mess of mud.

"I'll send you the location. He Long said, "But He Jia can't die." ”

Yang Xiaole agreed.