Second Young Master Yan Feng and Eighth Miss Yan Ling couldn't imagine Yan Ling talking like this, let alone that he would act so quickly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, their faces showed surprise and dissatisfaction, and they all thought in their hearts, no matter what, they had to wait for the facts to be clarified before they went crazy, right? What's more, Wang Li and Burning Sky themselves said that they were followers of Yan Hao, although Yan Hao in front of him was only eight years old, but after all, he was the young master of Yan Mansion, which was probably not outrageous.

Eighth Miss Yan Ling only had time to move a step to the left, intending to stop Yan Ling's fierce attack.

And Yan Feng's reflection is much more sensitive, and he has always taken care of Yan Hao's mother and son in many ways, so not only did he shoot faster, but also scolded him with a little anger: "Yan Ling, stop it quickly, Yan Hao's younger brother is only eight years old, do you want to kill him?" ”

Everyone knows that the soul coercion of a late-stage soul martial artist, even ten or twenty martial artists can't stand it.

What's more, the shock wave of his soul coercion will definitely maintain a strong offensive after defeating Wang Li and Burning Heaven, and continue to sweep forward, causing fatal damage to Yan Hao who is standing not far behind Wang Li and Burning Heaven.

However, Yan Ling's soul coercion still rushed forward as always, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Yan Feng and Yan Ling watched as the air storm rolled up suddenly engulfed Yan Hao and his followers Wang Li and Burning Heaven.

The two followers will be seriously injured if they don't die!

Even if you are lucky enough to save your life, even if you are crippled, even if you are crippled, it is delusional to continue cultivating!

As for Yan Hao, most of them will collapse in their bodies and their souls will perish, unless a miracle appears and a great soul martial artist comes to the rescue.

Yan Feng and Yan Ling thought in their hearts, and their eyes shot out uncontrollable anger.

Yan Feng roared loudly: "Yan Ling, you, you, you, you are too reckless!" ”

Yan Ling's face was full of anger, and the voice that was originally like a birdsong was distorted and distorted: "Brother Ling, look at how you explain to your father!" ”

And what made Yan Feng and Yan Ling even more unexpected was that at the moment when Yan Ling's soul coercion burst out and rolled up an air storm that suddenly covered Yan Hao and his followers, the two wings of soul coercion savagely followed up two small streams of fierce soul shock waves almost at the same time, and flew away towards Yan Feng and Yan Ling respectively.

Yan Feng snorted and took three steps back, his face suddenly turned pale.

Yan Ling snorted and shot out a mouthful of blood arrows in front of her, and her body swayed like a willow in the wind a few times, and the soul power in her body finally couldn't support one or two anymore, and she sat on the ground with a puff, and she couldn't control it anymore and gasped.

Yan Feng and Yan Ling both ignored their injuries that were not serious, and swept away their fierce gaze at Yan Ling mercilessly with full of anger, and at the same time, the two of them quickly raised their heads and locked on Yan Hao and his followers Wang Li and Burning Sky who were shrouded by the air storm set off by the power of the soul with great concern.

Wang Li and Burning Sky are the followers of the two martial artists, they don't have to worry, but they can't help but worry about the safety of their younger brother Yan Hao.

Yan Ling, who stood like a god on the blue stone road of the Ethereal Peak, had a hint of hidden pride in his eyes, as if he was waiting for the scene of Yan Hao being seriously injured or even destroyed.

The towering ancient trees on both sides of the Qingtiao stone road, a few rays of sunlight leaked between the fine cracks, because the soul coerced the aftermath of the strong and domineering cutting, in the bright or dark sunlight butterfly-like thousands of leaves, at the moment of dancing, turned into colorful dust and disappeared with the wind, those that fell down, woven into a transparent and faint light veil, covering the Yan Ling, making him look a layer of strange light and shadow, looking a little majestic and solemn but terrifying.

It's a long story, but it's just a matter of three or five breaths.

The moment Yan Ling's finger popped out, the air vortex that shrouded down immediately reduced its momentum, and it disappeared almost at the same time.

"You guys...... Are you still alive? Yan Ling's eyes were round, and his face was full of disbelief.

He was a rare cultivation genius in the Yan Mansion of the Cultivation Family, although Fang Cai's blow was only a soul coercion, and he did not use any treasures, but in his history, no one had ever been able to escape this even a simple soul fluctuation attack.

But he saw the scene in front of him, Yan Hao and his followers Wang Li and Burning Sky were standing in front of him intact.

"Brother Hao, you, you...... You monster! Yan Ling, who was sitting on the ground, didn't care about the small blood flow that was still moving slowly around his mouth, and screamed with his eyes shining, and there was surprise and surprise in his voice that couldn't be hidden.

"Are you a human kid? Oh my God, you're only eight years old, you, you...... You little monster! Yan Feng couldn't speak well, and shot to Yan Hao's side with an arrow, the concern made Yan Hao feel warm, and a trace of warmth rose in the depths of his soul.

Yan Hao had already read the information of Yan Feng and Yan Ling from the memory of the so-called stupid boy in Yan Mansion, and knew that these two were extremely concerned about Xiao Jiumei's mother and son.

Although this Yan Hao is not Yan Hao, the thirteenth son of Yan Mansion, he just devoured his soul and possessed his innate Five Elements body, but after all, this body still has some kind of blood connection with Yan Feng and Yan Ling, and they all have the same father, Yan Qing, the head of the Yan Mansion.

What's more, these two have taken care of Xiao Jiumei's mother and son who have been in distress many times, maybe without the care of the two of them, Xiao Jiumei's mother and son would have starved to death and froze to death.

Not only that, Yan Hao himself also devoured the soul of a thirty-year-old undercover police officer who crossed over from the earth in the mind of the thirteen sons of Yan Mansion, because of the fusion of all his memories, thoughts, and experiences, the current Yan Hao is still full of a deep sense of guilt, and always feels that he is the executioner who killed Yan Hao, the true thirteenth son of Yan Mansion.

Therefore, he always reminded himself in his heart to be kind to the Yanfu family, especially to those relatives and friends who had taken care of and helped him, like Xiao Jiumei, who raised and protected the real Yanhao with her life, and then the second young master and eighth lady in front of him.

Hearing this, Yan Hao immediately gave Yan Feng and Yan Ling a look of concern, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Big brother, eighth sister, don't worry about me, I am blessed with a great life, I won't die so easily!" ”

But in the next moment, Yan Hao's eyes turned cold, and the smile on his face suddenly rose, and his whole body was full of coldness.

Yan Hao's extremely cold voice flew straight to the third young master Yan Ling, who was not far from him: "You are the second brother Yan Ling, right?" Am I still alive? What are these words? Could it be that the second brother hopes that my brother and I and my two followers will not be able to disperse under your blow? ”

After a pause, Yan Hao's voice became even colder: "Let's not talk about our father's birth, don't talk about any blood connection, not to mention anything that violates family rules, just hit the second brother Fang Cai, I know that you want to kill me with one blow!" I will call you second brother again, please answer brother, is there any deep hatred between me and my second brother, do you have to put me to death with such a hot hand? ”

"Brother Ah Hao, it's not me who helps your second brother Yan Ling speak," Yan Feng patted Yan Hao on the shoulder and patiently explained, "As we all know, Yan Ling is the chief disciple of the Yan Mansion Criminal Law Hall, and he has always been very selfless in recognizing the law and not recognizing people, even if you are his own brother. He just punished your two followers heavily, he has his own measure, everyone knows that a late-stage soul martial artist Great Perfectionist, there will be no accidents when he makes a move! ”

"Yes, yes," Yan Ling jumped up from the ground and shot an arrow directly to Yan Hao's side, echoing Yan Fengdao, "Yan Ling has never missed a move, he is not only the pride of our Yan Mansion, but also a well-known genius soul martial artist in Black Mountain City, with a high reputation!" Brother Hao, you shouldn't have misunderstood Brother Ling! ”