"You're really going to die."

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongfang Jing directly.

Said in a very serious tone.

"I'm going to die? Hahahaha! ”

"Of course I'm going to die! But that's decades later! Dongfang Jing laughed.

, people are inherently dead.

Who can live forever?

In his range of cognition, even the most elite martial artists will only live longer.

Live forever?

That's absolutely impossible!

Shen Qingyue also smiled and said, "What I'm saying is that you will die today!" ”

"Humph!"

Dongfang Jing's smile disappeared suddenly, and was replaced by a touch of ruthlessness.

"I don't know if I'm going to die! However, I know that today, you, and that kid Jiang Yuan, will definitely die! ”

"Not necessarily."

Shen Qingyue responded lightly.

These five words made the anger in Dongfang Jing's heart burn all at once.

"Yards! Looks like you really can't wait to die! ”

As he spoke, his palm was raised high, and he slapped it towards Shen Qingyue's cheek.

Right now!

"Stop."

Before Dongfang Jing's slap fell, a deep voice came in.

Immediately, there was a "boom".

One person, thrown straight in.

Burst!

The abandoned factory building was already a mess, and at the moment it was even more swaying with smoke and dust.

It took a long time before it calmed down.

Looking at the person who was thrown in, Dongfang Jing's face changed greatly.

"Pearl!"

Yes, the person who was thrown in was his fiancée Dongfang Jing, the eldest grandson Mingzhu!

Then, a person walked in slowly.

"Dongfang Jing, you are very guts."

Jiang Yuan said coldly as he walked.

The boundless cold air swept away in an instant, filling the entire plant.

Everyone in the factory couldn't help but shudder!

Except, of course, Shen Qingyue!

Jiang Yuan, sure enough, came.

The corners of Shen Qingyue's mouth turned up, and her smile was like a flower!

"Mingzhu, Mingzhu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the eldest grandson Mingzhu on the ground with a stiff body, blank eyes, and trembling appearance, Dongfang Jing was immediately startled and roared at Jiang Yuan: "Boy, what did you do to Mingzhu?!" ”

Jiang Yuan's face was indifferent, and he said softly: "She has fallen into the boundless cold. ”

What?

Jiang Yuan's words were misty and incomprehensible for a while.

In short, he must have caused his fiancée to look like this!

Dongfang Jing's eyes were full of anger, he had originally thought about how to torture Jiang Yuan step by step, but now, he only wanted Jiang Yuan to die!

"Up! Kill this kid for me! ”

He yelled at his men, but immediately shook his head and said, "No, spare him a breath, and break his limbs to me first!" ”

"Smash! His fingers will be broken one by one! ”

For Jiang Yuan, Dongfang Jing hates it to the bone!

If it weren't for the eldest grandson Mingzhu, Dongfang Jing would have eaten Jiang Yuansheng alive now, how could he still breathe?

"Yes!"

Suddenly, all the subordinates except for the Eight Rank Martial Sect rushed towards Jiang Yuan.

All of them are fierce and vicious, with a sinister smile on their faces.

However.

In the next second, their smiles froze.

"Hold the grass!"

"My arm! It's broken! Yes! ”

"How is that possible?!"

Their eyes widened in horror and let out a terrible wail!

The face is full of disbelief!

More than a dozen of them failed to abolish Jiang Yuan, but were all cleaned up by Jiang Yuan!

Click, click!

The crisp sound sounded, and it was creepy.

Jiang Yuan was unharmed, but Dongfang Jing's subordinates were all lying on the ground, losing the strength to fight again.

No, just now they didn't even fight.

It's just a one-sided abuse!

was completely crushed by Jiang Yuan!

Boom!

Dongfang Jing couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

I'm a ghost, this Jiang Yuan, it's so fierce!

No wonder... No wonder the head of the Huangfu family, Huangfu Song, was respectful to him!

After being shocked for a long time, he regained some composure.

Gradually, the corners of Dongfang Jing's mouth hooked a wicked arc.

"It's good that I didn't do it rashly, otherwise I would really have to stumble on this kid's hands!"

"You're amazing! Pity... You, still can't! ”

The voice fell.

The eight-rank martial sect slowly stepped forward.

He is Dongfang Jing's biggest hole card in the East China Sea on this trip, and he will never use it easily until the critical moment.

Originally, Dongfang Jing thought that he would not need him for this trip to the East China Sea, but he didn't expect that he would need to take action so soon.

"Go, get this guy for me."

Dongfang Jing said with a cruel smile.

"Yes!"

That eight-rank martial sect was expressionless.

But the aura exuded from his body was stronger than the dozen or so people just now.

The Eight-Rank Martial Sect, placed in the martial arts world, is already an absolute top powerhouse!

Dongfang Jing really doesn't believe it, a small East China Sea, can anyone be the opponent of an eight-rank martial arts sect?

"Jiang Yuan, be careful."

Concern is chaos.

Although she knew how powerful Jiang Yuan was, Shen Qingyue couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Yuan smiled at her.

It's all in plain sight!

"Humph!"

The Eighth Rank Martial Sect snorted, "Boy, give you a chance." Get down on your knees and surrender, and you will be spared a dog's life. ”

"Huh."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Another person who doesn't know the height of the sky.

Let him surrender?

Looking at the whole planet, who is eligible?

"Since you don't want to, then don't blame me."

The Eight Rank Martial Sect's face was cold.

Most of the masters are like this, in their eyes, the weak can only be slaughtered by them!

"Get down on my knees!"

He roared, poured his spiritual power, and quickly kicked towards Jiang Yuan's knee.

If an ordinary person is kicked, it is estimated that a broken leg is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that he can be kicked to death directly!

But!

It's not ordinary people who face him.

It's Jiang Yuan!

"Little eight, ridiculous."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but sneer.

Not even the tenth grade, or even the top ten grade, is not his opponent.

An eight-grade, dare to make times?

Rumble!

Jiang Yuan slapped it with an ear scraper.

Rumble!

The eight-rank martial sect that came quickly was immediately fanned out.

Like a cannonball, it slammed into the wall.

Rumble! Tong!

An incomparably strong wall collapsed in an instant!

It was as if the entire abandoned factory trembled three times!

Belch...

Confused.

Everyone except Jiang Yuan was stunned.

Especially Dongfang Jing.

"It's... This... How, how is this possible? ”

He was dumbfounded, his voice trembling.

"What's impossible?"

Jiang Yuan said lightly, and immediately walked to the side of the eight-rank martial sect who was fanned by him.

A slap right in the right side of his face.

How can a tragic word describe it?

I can't bear to look at it!

The cheek on the right side of the face was directly fanned into a bloody blur.

The teeth, all shattered, spurted out of their mouths along with blood.