Meng Chuan glanced coldly at Jin Min, who was immersed in the fantasy of fighting in bed at night, and couldn't help but show an extremely disgusted expression on his face.

Everything started because of this waste, if it weren't for him, Ye Tong wouldn't have broken his legs and suffered pain.

As soon as Meng Chuan stretched out his hand, he took out nine silver needles and swayed them towards Jin Min.

Seeing that Meng Chuan dared to do it in front of him, Jin Zhu shouted in disbelief: "Meng Chuan! You dare to hurt my brother in front of me!"

After speaking, she also slapped a palm in the air, wanting to shoot down all the silver needles that Meng Chuan had hit.

However, each of those silver needles carried Meng Chuan's heavy blood qi, and although the palm wind of the golden bead was violent, it did not make those silver needles deviate in any way.

"Puff puff ......"

After a few slight and inaudible sounds, the defenseless Jin Min suddenly felt that a great pain began to flow back and forth between several acupuncture points on his body, and each time he flowed, his pain would intensify a little.

This is the Nine Ghost Coffin Needle that Meng Chuan used to punish Ye Hai before, even characters like Ye Hai can't bear the pain, where can Jin Min, who has been spoiled since he was a child, be a big waste?

Even if he covered his painful parts and rolled on the ground repeatedly, his lower body was instantly incontinent and covered in filth.

Jin Wulin was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to check what was going on with his son, and he even wanted to knock Jin Min unconscious so that he could reduce some of the pain, but as soon as he hit Jin Min, it had no effect except for making Jin Min let out a terrible scream.

"What the hell did you kid do to my son?!" Jin Wulin had never seen his son suffer like this, and he was so distressed that he raised his head and scolded Meng Chuan angrily.

Meng Chuan looked indifferent, spread his hands and said: "It's nothing, it's too cheap to kill him directly, so let him suffer a little before he dies, that's all." ”

"You stinky boy, even my brother dares to touch it!" Jin Zhu was touched by the scales, and the momentum of the half-step psychic on her body exploded, and the power of heaven and earth circulated on her, and at the same time, wisps of unjust ghosts also came out of her skin, hovering and wailing around her.

Her cold and sharp voice contrasted with the screams of the terrible ghost, and it actually gave people a certain feeling of green face and fangs.

When Meng Chuan saw Jin Zhu's formation, he said in his heart that this person's immortal cultivation technique was so familiar, and it was actually somewhat similar to the Soul Sect that had been destroyed by himself.

Seeing that Meng Chuan was silent, Jin Zhu thought that he was intimidated by his momentum, widened his eyes and said coldly: "Now do you know that you are afraid?

"In this way, I can still keep a whole corpse for you for a while, otherwise the old lady will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Meng Chuan came back to his senses after hearing this, and laughed silently: "It's hard to protect yourself, and you still think about your brother?"

Although there was no majestic blood released, the coldness in his tone made everyone present shiver.

"In addition to your waste brother, you also injured my cousin, now go and kowtow to her to confess your mistakes. ”

"You're afraid that your brain is sick, right?" Jin Zhu laughed angrily, and with a palm, countless ghosts and ghosts converged into her palm, forming a gray whirlwind: "I'm an immortal, you dare to order me even if you're a mortal?!"

With that, Jin Zhu slapped out the gray whirlwind in his palm, and suddenly the whirlwind suddenly expanded, and the yin wind howled angrily and wrapped Meng Chuan inside, making him feel as if he was on the Huangquan Road.

The resentful ghosts in the whirlwind also condensed into substance, baring their fangs towards Meng Chuan and biting over, what they wanted to devour was not only Meng Chuan's **, but also his spirit.

At this time, Meng Chuan was almost certain that this golden bead was inseparable from the Soul Dementor Sect, and it might even be from the Soul Sect.

It seems that he has not done enough to destroy the Dao system of the Dementor Sect, and there are still fish that have slipped through the net.

"Stinky boy, you will suffer here, these ghosts will eat your body and soul little by little, if you don't pull out the silver needle that is stuck in my brother's body, I will make you a hundred times more painful than him!" Jin Zhu's hair flew like a witch, controlling the ghosts in the whirlwind, wanting to torture Meng Chuan.

However, in the next second, a flash of fire swept away the gray whirlwind and burned it clean. In the cold wind, the unjust ghosts that those golden beads had spent countless hours and energy refining also dissipated.

This golden bead was stunned for a moment, even if a half-step psychic was trapped by his own trick, he would be trapped for a long time, and it was impossible to break it so casually.

Meng Chuan at this time

His face was full of ridicule, and the blood on his body was withdrawn.

"Immortal, you also call yourself an immortal with your strength?" Meng Chuan finished speaking, and the figure fluttered, rushing towards the golden bead.

"Hmph, I underestimated you, but don't be too arrogant. Jin Zhu immediately came back to his senses, and he didn't have any fear, just as Meng Chuan just happened to break his move.

Before Jin Zhu made contact with Meng Chuan, he had already listed dozens of resentful souls who had achieved cultivation in front of him, preparing to repel Meng Chuan with one blow and establish his prestige.

Seeing Meng Chuan rushing alone like this, blasting out with his bare hands, Jin Zhu couldn't help sneering in his heart, saying that the little grandmaster dared to take the initiative to come forward to find death, what a joke!

However, after Meng Chuan's punch was blasted, Jin Zhu realized that things were not so simple, and the fear of hindsight permeated his heart.

A ball of blood and qi exploded from Meng Chuan's fist peak, and instantly incinerated the resentful soul summoned by Jin Zhu, and even Jin Zhu was impacted, and the power of heaven and earth on her body did not withstand it, making the corners of her mouth bleed, and her body quickly avoided backwards.

It's just that she hasn't retreated ten feet before she feels her ankle being grabbed, and when she looks down, it is Meng Chuan.

"Where are you going?" Meng Chuan showed a cruel smile on his face, and he swung Jin Zhu's ankle and smashed it towards a wing of the Jin family.

Kim Wulin watched as this scene became more and more wrong.

The huge force of the golden bead could not be resisted, and she turned into a streamer and smashed the entire row of wings of the Jin family, and the ground trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

With such a heavy injury, if it was an ordinary grandmaster, I am afraid that he would have broken his bones, but Meng Chuan knew that he had used a little force, and Jin Zhu at this time would definitely not be seriously injured and die easily.

I haven't asked her to apologize to Ye Tong yet.

After Meng Chuan smashed the golden bead down, he also rushed to the place where she fell to the ground.

In the next second, everyone saw Meng Chuan flying out of the dust formed by the collapsed house, and at the same time dragging a long-haired woman covered in blood in his hand - Jin Zhu.

Jin Wulin, who originally wanted to shout for Jin Zhu to abolish Meng Chuan, saw this scene, and his breath suddenly stagnated.

From the beginning to the end, his daughter seems to have no power to fight back at all?