After Xia Houming confirmed that the person who was surrounded was Yang Jiong, he said playfully: "I originally wanted to kill you for a hundred, but now I have suddenly changed my mind." Your face is really attractive to women, and Zhao Weiwei's slut is also lost her way by you. She likes handsome and handsome men, hahaha, if I make you ugly, ugly men who are uglier than Yakshas, do you think she will still like you?"

Xia Houming continued: "Yes, let you become a hell devil, and let Zhao Weiwei witness it with her own eyes." What a fun thing it would be, far more relieving to me than killing you. ”

Yang Jiong said angrily: "Shameless villain, there is something that we have to compare one-on-one with life and death. In this life, you can only rely on external forces and rely on your father's shadow. You are such a useless thing, no wonder Vivi doesn't like you. ”

Xiahou Ming smiled instead of being angry: "Being born well is also luck, and of course it is also a kind of strength." I'm a little impatient right now, I want to see how you're feeling when you become ugly. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, fifteen Jindan monks and fifteen flying swords attacked in unison. The various Five Elements Spells hit Yang Jiong's mana shield, splashing mana sparks, and the sound of clanging bells was endless.

Yang Jiong's refining body has reached the top-grade magic weapon without injury, and the magic weapons held by these fifteen Jindan monks are generally medium-grade or low-grade, and only four of them are high-grade magic weapons. But just in case, Yang Jiong still turned on the mana shield. After the shield was broken, only a few flying swords hit the body, and they also returned in vain.

Fifteen men were only attacking from afar, not near. Their tactical intentions were obvious, and they used a long-range attack to consume Yang Jiong's mana. The higher his refining level, the stronger the mana he consumed. Under the siege of fifteen Jindan monks, no one could support it for a long time.

Yang Jiong broke through while fighting, but he was unsuccessful several times. As long as his body moved, the fifteen Jindan monks would move en masse, always surrounding him in the middle.

Yang Jiong was anxious in his heart, and rushed towards Xiahou Ming with all his might. Capture the thief and capture the king first, and only by capturing Xiahou Ming can he have a way to live.

Xiahou Ming had already expected this situation, and retreated far behind the encirclement of the Jindan monks, with a sneer on his face.

For most of the year, he has been planning to turn Yang Jiong's torture over that is worse than death. But Yang Jiong is cautious and wears a mask every time he goes out.

This time he was surprisingly lucky, Wei Jianxin brought back the exact news of Yang Jiong's presence in the Fallen Forest, and also painted a portrait of Yang Jiong with a mask. He borrowed his father's prestige and transferred fifteen Jindan monks to successfully arrange this encirclement and suppression.

finally blocked Yang Jiong, and he could enjoy his shame. Xiahou Ming's heart was comfortable, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was extremely happy.

The fifteen monks never fought with Yang Jiong alone, allowing him to rush left and right, but only blocked Yang Jiong's way with all his strength and attacked each other with long-range spells.

Yang Jiong coped with it with all his might, and his sword and staff tried his best to protect around his body, but he couldn't block the attack of the fifteen flying swords. Mana poured out like a river, and soon reached its limit. A quarter of an hour passed, Yang Jiong's successor was weak, the law pool was empty, and finally bottomed out.

The besiegers were amazed that Yang Jiong was able to manipulate two magic weapons at the same time, which was unheard of in the cultivation world. His mana is so profound that even the monks of the late Jindan period are beyond the reach of the dust.

After the mana was exhausted, the refining body dropped a large level, and the flying sword began to leave traces of blood on Yang Jiong's body. Yang Jiong was no longer able to control the flying sword and staff, and when a monk in the late stage of Jindan was overjoyed, he rushed forward and pointed at Yang Jiong's Yin Hall.

The Soul Seal of Zifuzhong Town has been waiting for a long time, just waiting for someone to come over and touch each other. A stream of light followed the monk's finger and rushed directly into his Purple Mansion. A quaint big seal appeared in his purple mansion, and the word "town soul" was on the bottom of the big seal. Fang Yin rushed towards Jin Dan and smashed it firmly on Jin Dan. Jin Dan couldn't withstand the attack, and broke into pieces and scattered in the Purple Mansion, and the monk's body fell to the ground.

Under the blow of the Soul Suppression Seal Lei Ting, the Jin Dan Seal was shattered. It's a pity that the Soul Suppression Seal can't be cast in the air, and can only be transmitted through physical contact.

Another monk rushed behind Yang Jiong and slapped Yang Jiong on the head with a palm. As soon as the palm of his hand slapped on the top of his head, he fell to the ground without saying a word, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't wake up.

Everyone panicked and retreated one after another, and no one dared to force Yang Jiong in front of him anymore. Someone cast a spell to drag the two monks away, and found that they were no longer sane. Strictly speaking, they are living dead.

Xiahou Ming wanted to step forward to humiliate Yang Jiong, but how dare he step forward when he saw this scene. He sacrificed a circle and smashed it into Yang Jiong's head in the air. The circle grew up in the wind, shining brightly, and hit the top of Yang Jiong's head. Yang Jiong had no mana protection, his head was smashed and his head was bleeding, and the purple mansion shook for a while.

He was dizzy, and a monk ordered the Seal Hall and sealed the Purple Mansion. The monk pointed out and fled as fast as he could. The two in front of him were unknowingly hit, and he didn't dare to stay by Yang Jiong's side for a long time.

The Soul Suppression Seal and Yang Jiong's Purple Mansion have the same root and origin, it can break through other people's Purple Mansions, ignoring all defenses, but it can't forcibly break through its own Purple Mansion. At this time, his Purple Mansion was sealed, and the Soul Suppression Seal was useless and could not be issued.

Yang Jiong was finally restrained, Xiahou Ming laughed a few times, approached Yang Jiong and said: "This world ultimately depends on strength to speak, and the villain's ambition is only temporary." You know what? Every time I see you, I am disgusted, I don't like it, I always want to ruin your stinky face. ”

Yang Jiong smiled weakly: "Then what can you do? In addition to your identity as a young master, you are a piece of shit in Zhao Weiwei's eyes." People are self-aware, you are a good person, don't you always know your own pounds?"

He looked around and sneered at Xiahou Ming: "Without these helpers, I wouldn't have dealt with you for more than ten breaths." To say you're shit is actually a bit of an overestimation of you. ”

Xiahou Mingyin's eyes shot out of anger, rushed to Yang Jiong, pointed to his face and said, "I just have someone to help, if you have the ability, find a few people to help." I think who else can help you today?" suddenly remembered the tragic situation of the two people in front of him, and secretly shuddered in his heart, and took a few steps back quietly.

He sneered to cover up his weakness, then took out a jade bottle and shook it. The jade bottle was full of green gas, and there was a dark green pill the size of a pigeon egg.

Xiahou Ming spun the jade bottle a few times with great interest, and sighed: "It's a pity that this good thing is really ruined! You can use this thing today, it is a blessing that you have accumulated in your eight lifetimes, this is not a thing of our Southern Netherworld Continent." ”

"Do you know that Dongying Continent has a super strong alchemy technique, and some people can cultivate to the level of the best magic weapon that cannot be injured in the Jindan period. There are even people who refine their bodies to the extent that spiritual weapons are not harmed. Do you know what a spiritual weapon is? You don't know it, it's a weapon used by the gods. ”

"This elixir is a special elixir for destroying body refining cultivators, no matter how strong the refining body is, it is like a paper paste in front of this elixir. Hahaha, after taking this elixir, I guarantee that you are not like a person, a ghost is not like a ghost, and life is full of fun. ”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the name of this elixir is: Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill. ”

The two monks came behind Yang Jiong, hesitated for a moment, and one pointed at his jade pillow. A stick appeared in the other person's hand and smashed into Yang Jiong's vest. Neither of them dared to touch Yang Jiong's body, and jumped away like an electric shock after the fight.

Yang Jiong was heartbroken, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything, just looked at Xia Houming, his eyes were full of sneers.

His subordinates were so cowardly, Xiahou Ming glanced coldly at the two Jindan monks. A monk beside him was not afraid of death, and rushed over and pinched Yang Jiong's jaw. Xia Houming opened the cap of the bottle, and a stream of green Dan Qi floated out. The smell spreads everywhere, and a little inhalation is like a pinprick on it.

Xiahou Ming shook his volley, and the pill flew into the air, and he used his mana to send it to Yang Jiong's mouth. The monk grabbed Yang Jiong's neck and pinched it, and the pill rolled into Yang Jiong's stomach. He risked dying to stay by Yang Jiong's side for so long, his legs were already trembling, and after making sure that Yang Jiong had eaten the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill, he dodged into the distance.

The effect of the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill was violent, and after a few breaths, pieces of green began to appear on Yang Jiong's face. The skin is visible to the naked eye to ulcerate and shrink sharply, and the yellow-brown juice oozes from the rotten mouth and flows down drop by drop.

Xiahou Ming said with interest: "My father traveled to the Dongying Continent and learned a superb alchemy technique, and he got this treasure by chance, and today is cheap for you." Dan is as his name suggests, you can enjoy the taste of the skin of the gods, and see how you will seduce women in the future?"

Ling Chi only had a knife to cut, but Yang Jiong was like Ling Chi being cut all over his body at the same time. The skin seemed to be torn vigorously by someone, and suddenly it began to fall off one piece after another, and each time it fell off a piece of skin, it hurt into the bone marrow.

Rotten skin kept falling off his face and head, Yang Jiong forgot the pain and touched his face in horror. As soon as his hand touched his face, a large chunk of skin fell off his face with tearing pain. Then there was another piece, and Yang Jiong felt the adhesion of flesh under the skin.

In the blink of an eye, he was covered in blood. If it weren't for the clothes on his body, he would be a walking corpse who had been skinned alive at this moment.

A man with a jade tree in the wind and a god as rich as jade, in a few breaths, he became like a blood Shura who had escaped from hell. Xiahou Ming was sure in his heart that there was no cure for the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill. With a wave of his hand, he led the crowd to help the two delirious monks away.

The monk who walked at the end finally didn't hold back, and vomited a big mouthful of dirt with a "wow". This scene is too bloody, and the iron-beaten King Kong can't bear it.

Yang Jiong did not fall, and stood there quietly. The clothes on his body were soaked with blood, and his eyes without eyelids looked directly in the direction where Xia Houming left.

His body has a strong self-healing ability, but under the Ten Thousand Gods Peeling Pill, the self-healing power is far from alleviating the toxicity of the pill. There are red threads on the body, which is the dragon fruit that begins to protect the lord automatically. The dragon fruit belongs to a first-class spirit fruit, and it is also helpless against erysipelas. After a few breaths, the red thread disappeared, and the medicinal properties of the dragon fruit were completely used up by this time.