Hearing Chu Jinglong's words, Nan Songyang couldn't help but look back, and when he saw his subordinates lying in a pool of blood, his heart couldn't help but tremble violently, his soul seemed to be withdrawn from his body at this moment, and the bloody corpse made him heartbroken.

Just when he was stunned, Chu Jinglong's claws slapped firmly on his chest, and the majestic power instantly shook the clothes on his chest into pieces, and unimaginable pain spread from his chest to his limbs.

"Poof~"

A mouthful of crimson blood spat out of his mouth and flowed down from the edge of the mask, and Nan Songyang's body was thrown backwards uncontrollably like a kite in a hurricane. Before he could land, Chu Jinglong turned into a phantom and swept up, interlocking his fingers, raising his hands high, and then smashing them down fiercely.

This blow seemed to have the momentum of a thunderbolt, and it smashed on Nan Songyang like a sledgehammer!

"Bang~"

Nan Songyang's body flew directly out of the air and became vertically grounded, under the action of the huge impact, it was like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the solid ground was smashed out of a big pit, and the gravel and soil chips flew wildly, and the dust rolled.

"Old man!"

Nan Xun screamed hoarsely, her eyes trembling violently, but her voice was very weak, almost inaudible, she was so badly injured that even a word would involve the wound, so that the severe pain swept through the body, and her soul seemed to be torn apart.

The dust and mist dissipated, and Nan Songyang lay in the big pit panting, his clothes were all torn and ragged, and half of his mask was torn, revealing half of his face. There were multiple wounds on his body, and blood flowed freely. His ribs were broken, his internal organs were badly damaged, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and the pain made his body tremble slightly.

Chu Jinglong stood in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "I actually didn't hesitate to sacrifice all my subordinates to take away Minister Nanda of the ARR Department, come to think of it, you have an inextricable relationship with her, right?" Let me guess, by the way, the only one who is your age is Nan Songyang, the father of Minister Nanda. ”

As if taken aback by his own speculation, he was stunned for a moment before continuing, "Tut-tut...... This is really surprising, the daughter is the head of the ARR department, but the father is an S-class variant, this kind of novelty has been touched by you. Since you have reached this step in the field, what kind of mask are you still wearing, wouldn't it be better for you father and daughter to be honest with each other! ”

As he spoke, he slowly bent down and reached out to take off Nan Songyang's mask.

At this moment, a dagger "whoosh" flew through the air at a very fast speed. Chu Jinglong withdrew his hand like lightning, and only then did he avoid the dagger's stab, and the dagger quickly pierced into the solid wall.

Looking up, a figure appeared at the door of the villa manor, the sinister Shura mask, dressed in black costumes, almost blended into the thick night, only the scarlet eyes, like the light of two red lanterns, penetrated through.

"There is such a thing in this world!"

Chu Jinglong's eyes were full of horror and disbelief, he saw with his own eyes that Ling Xiu was seriously injured, even if there was a recovery potion, it would never be possible to recover in such a short time, but the person wearing the Shura mask in front of him was not Ling Xiu, who had fought with Nanxun and Black and White Impermanence before, because that restrained but powerful threatening aura was definitely something that other variants could not disguise.

Nan Songyang's eyes closed tiredly, and his face under the mask showed a sense of helplessness and a hint of relief.

Nanxun also looked at the figure that appeared in front of the villa manor in a daze, and his heart was like overturning a five-flavor bottle, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, everything, and more of an indescribable bitter taste.

"Yo, there's another piece of garbage!"

Lin Yu removed his feet from Yue Yang, who was on the verge of death on the ground, looked at Ling Xiu, who was walking over, dug his nostrils with his right hand, and said disdainfully, "No matter how much garbage comes, it's a dead end!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his face became hideous, his feet stomped on the ground, and he let out a long roar that shook the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow towards Ling Xiu.

Chu Jinglong wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Yu had already arrived in front of Ling Xiu, and the big knife in his hand was slashed horizontally.

"Hum~"

The blood-stained broadsword made a knife sound, like thousands of bees buzzing, the blade was bright, revealing a chill, this knife was actually trying to cut off Ling Xiu's head.

"Die!" Lin Yu roared with a cruel smile.

But at this moment, Ling Xiu's figure disappeared suddenly, a knife missed, and the force of the envelope had nowhere to be forced, as a result, he almost failed to maintain the balance of his body and fell out one by one, steadying his steps and looking left and right, but he couldn't find any trace of Ling Xiu.

"Brother Yu, he ...... He's behind you! One of the Owl members screamed in panic.

What the......

Lin Yu was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw that a sinister Shura mask was close at hand, and he was so shocked that a cold sweat broke out all over his body in an instant. Immediately after, a clenched fist slammed lightly and silently into his chest.

However, such a fist that seemed to have no power, when it smashed on him, it immediately erupted with terrifying and unbearable power.

"Bang~"

With a muffled sound, Ling Xiu's fist actually stabbed into Lin Yu's chest like a sharp knife, his ribs collapsed, his heart shattered, and blood splattered. At the same time, the raging sea's turbulent stamina directly made Lin Yu spit blood in his mouth and throw him out in the air as if he had been hit by a speeding locomotive.

After slamming heavily on the ground four or five meters away, Lin Yu couldn't believe it, leaned out with difficulty and looked at the indifferent Ling Xiu, his chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and after struggling a few times, he finally fell to the ground and died, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't figure out why death would come to him without warning.

Hiss......

The remaining members of the Owl Sect couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene, and they beat to death Brother Yu, who was the strongest of them except for the boss, with one punch, this is simply unimaginable, who is this guy who suddenly appeared here, wearing a Shura mask? Red eyes, is it also an S-class variant?

Yue Yang, who had a breath left on the ground, was also stunned, he had a skeptical attitude towards Ling Xiu before, and even preconceived that Ling Xiu's strength was not good, but now, he was only deeply shocked by the strength that Ling Xiu had shown.

Nan Xun was stunned, her eyes looked at the slender figure standing there quietly, with blood dripping to the ground on her fist, she couldn't understand how the body that was already at the end of the crossbow more than half an hour ago could recover in such a short period of time, and even the strength was ridiculously strong.

Nan Songyang was very calm, it seemed that all this was in his expectation, he sighed, closed his eyes with confidence, and silently endured the pain on his body.