Wei Zisu's words, Yang Lei listened to them word for word.

Yang Lei was extremely depressed in his heart, Wei Zisu was definitely taking revenge on his poor mouth just now.

"Soul attacks are not unresolvable, you are a martial artist in the Grandmaster Realm, and it is quite easy to dissolve."

Wei Zisu couldn't bear to look at Yang Lei's painful appearance, and he couldn't get used to the faces of those who gloated when they saw Yang Lei being attacked.

"Miss Su, don't forget your identity, you really want to help him."

Meng Lang's face was hideous, and he roared fiercely.

As long as it takes another half a minute, Meng Lang is confident that Yang Lei will become a brain-dead vegetative person.

A layer of cold color appeared on Wei Zisu's beautiful face, and a chill surged in her beautiful eyes.

"You should be glad I didn't kill you with my own hands." Wei Zisu's voice was cold, with a hint of murder and anger.

"You ......" Meng Lang was immediately indignant.

And Meng Qianru didn't speak, just looked at it with interest.

Wei Zisu wants to save Yang Lei, even if she Meng Qianru wants to stop it, it is impossible.

"Mobilize the internal qi of the dantian and protect the sea of knowledge." Wei Zisu said in a cold voice.

When Yang Lei heard this, he endured a severe headache, got out of the dantian, and went straight to his head.

The crazy aura poured into the sea of knowledge, instantly squeezing out the soul power that had drilled into Yang Lei's mind.

The sharp pain then disappeared.

Yang Lei's face turned slightly pale and stood up, and his eyes looked coldly at Meng Lang, who was unwilling to be cold.

For the first time.

This is the first time Yang Lei has been attacked in such a dangerous and significant way.

If it weren't for Wei Zisu's presence, Yang Lei could hardly imagine the consequences.

The soul power attack is really domineering and terrifying.

Yang Lei's terrifying gaze made Meng Lang tremble a little.

"The Meng family's soul cultivation is really powerful." The corners of Yang Lei's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and he said coldly:

"Still, let someone more powerful come over and deal with me.

Sooner or later, such garbage will die in my hands. ”

Yang Lei knew that with Meng Qianru here, he would not be able to kill Meng Lang today no matter what.

However, it doesn't mean that he will let Meng Lang go so easily.

As Yang Lei's words fell, his body suddenly moved.

An afterimage remained, and Yang Lei appeared in front of Meng Lang almost instantly.

Under Meng Lang's frightened and frightened expression, Yang Lei raised his leg and kicked it out.

Then, Meng Lang's body flew out upside down like a sandbag, and a stream of blood flew out of his mouth.

It's just that

There was no scene of Meng Lang's body falling to the ground.

At the moment when his body was about to land, it was held up by an invisible force.

Soul power.

It's soul power again.

"That's enough." A voice tinged with cold anger rang out.

Yang Lei's scarlet gaze like a fierce beast looked at Meng Qianru.

"Enough?" Yang Lei's eyes were cold, and he said coldly:

"When he attacked me with soul power just now, why didn't you say enough."

Meng Qian's beautiful eyes are like poisonous scorpions, like ten thousand years of ice, which makes people feel cold and uncomfortable all over their bodies after seeing it.

"Yang Lei, this is Qianyuan Villa, and there are people from the four ancient families.

The masters of the Meng family are also here, do you think that just by virtue of your cultivation in the Grandmaster Realm, you can be presumptuous and arbitrary. ”

Meng Qianru said coldly.

Yang Lei let out a mocking snort and sneered:

"What? Today, either I break both of his legs, or you can kill me if you have the ability. ”

After speaking, Yang Lei ignored Meng Qian's vicious gaze and came to Meng Lang again.

(End of chapter)