Yao Xi's actions made the Qian brothers stare straight and forget the pain in their bodies.

Looking at the rushing blood, smelling the blood on the tip of the nose, and listening to the screams in the ears stimulated all the minds.

Only when facing the strong of the same level will there be fear from the heart.

Only then can they really hurt themselves and threaten their lives.

"I signed, I signed, don't hurt me!"

Qian Minggu, who had already collapsed in his heart, couldn't stand such stimulation and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he put the serf card in his hand on the ground, dipped it in the blood on his face, and wrote his name on it.

He didn't even dare to ask what to sign it with.

And at this moment, Yao Xi, with the thick-backed long knife in his hand, left four scars on Lie Shenhuo's thighs.

Each scar is deep into the bone, leaving traces on the bone.

The rolled muscles, the rivers of blood, the severed tendons and veins, turned into a blur of flesh and blood.

"Come on, come on, don't look at it, let's get started. I can't afford to lose to a little girl!"

Tang Zhen didn't expect that looking at the enchanting and charming Yao Xi, he would be so cold and neat when he did it.

Beneath the beautiful exterior lies a demon's heart!

Lin Lang was already dumbfounded, and he still remembered that when he saw her for the first time, he was full of wine and so charming that he could drip water.

In the next contact, I knew that she was a battlefield maniac.

Every time he fought, he rushed forward regardless of his own life.

At this moment, I saw her more cruel side, with a smile on her face, but she was ruthless and left no room for it.

Yuan Xueshuang knew that she was holding back a fire in her heart and was venting.

And this fire is very likely to be related to Jun Wuxian who turned around and left.

Otherwise, Yao Xi would not be like this.

As he spoke, Tang Zhen's right foot stepped towards Qian Mingyi's intact leg.

This time, instead of gradually increasing the force, it was stepped on very neatly, and the crisp sound of fractures could be heard.

Qian Mingyi was still surprised by Yao Xi's crisp movements, and a sharp pain came from his intact leg, which instantly pulled back all his attention.

The whole body bent violently, curled up like a prawn.

His hands swayed wildly in the air, wanting to break Tang Zhen's feet, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, his true yuan has long been exhausted, and there are still many dark wounds in his body. Being able to not die is already a great luck.

In addition, he was just ravaged by Tang Zhen, one leg was trampled off, and the whole person almost became a waste.

The sharp pain completely dispelled his last hope.

Such an injury, even if he returns to the Qian family, will only become a disgrace to the family, and he will be ridiculed and abused by the juniors.

In the ancient martial arts world, no one respects him as much as before, and there is no momentum to hug him from front to back.

Instead of living in humiliation, it is better to try Lin Lang's so-called card that can make people recover physically.

The serf card, who was lying quietly beside him, seemed to glow at the moment, waiting for his consent at all times.

All thoughts flashed by like lightning in an instant.

"I signed, I signed! You let me go!"

Thinking about all this, Qian Mingyi's voice sounded in a miserable howl.

The corners of Tang Zhen's mouth opened, his body took two steps back, and he stood there still.

Although he started slowly, he completed Lin Lang's task first, and he was finally not ashamed.

Otherwise, being defeated by a woman will always make people feel depressed.

Qian Mingyi felt the pressure on his legs disappear, and sat up tremblingly, wanting to hug his legs, but gave up in despair.

The two legs have been crushed and amputated, leaving a layer of skin attached to them.

Don't talk about moving, even if you want to touch it, you can't touch anything.

Only the bones and flesh that had been squeezed out, mixed with endless blood and water.

Seeing the serf card beside him, a trace of hope was pinned on it, hoping to have the miraculous effect that Lin Lang said.

Picking up the serf card that had been thrown away with difficulty and slowly, dipping it in the blood on his chest and leaving his name on it.

Two serf cards, hidden in their bodies as they wrote their names.

Soon, two streams of white light rushed into the sky, illuminating the entire living room.

During this period of time, Yao Xi had already cut two long wounds on Lie Shenhuo's other leg.

At this moment, Lie Shenhuo's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't make any sound. His face was full of pale color, and his eyes were misty, but when he looked at Yao Xi, he still flashed with a cold cold light.

His body, which was already badly injured, was once again subjected to indelible damage.

Yao Xi is a master of the Dust Realm, and every time he destroys his body, he contains true yuan, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

Therefore, he was still desperate in his heart, staring at Yao Xi deadly. I just hope to remember her appearance and seek revenge on her in the next life.

But at this moment, the living room was crowded with white light, which attracted his attention.

When I looked over, I found that the Qian brothers were all surrounded by white light.

Of course, this is not as attractive to him as Yao Xi.

The key thing is that the injuries on the two people bathed in the white light are recovering rapidly, and their momentum is increasing wildly.

At that moment, he was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang's small card was able to restore people's injuries.

Moreover, their momentum is still soaring, and after their bodies recover, their cultivation is also improving wildly.

At this moment, Yao Xi let go and took two steps back, and the smile on his face disappeared, leaving only endless loneliness.

Jun Wuxian, that coward, turned around and left when he saw this girl!

A burst of anger was finally vented.

The long knife in his hand slumped to the ground, turned around and walked to the corner of the living room, regardless of the bloody atmosphere of the scene, the great impact it caused.

Seeing that the Qian family brothers' momentum was soaring, their cultivation was rapidly improving, and they were already approaching the middle stage of the Dust Realm, Lie Shenhuo's eyes radiated infinite light.

Cultivating to the early stage of the Dust Realm, if he can really regain his strength, he can take revenge on that hateful bitch.

Without hesitation, pick up the serf card thrown away on the ground and write down the name without hesitation.

His movements, Lin Lang and the others present no longer paid attention.

Their eyes were all focused on the Qian brothers, and their momentum actually surpassed Tang Zhen!

Lin Lang was surprised in his heart, when he was rescued, it was obviously the early stage of the Dust Realm, how could he still grow to this point?

"Hahaha, I suddenly recovered to the middle stage of the Dust Realm! Why didn't I recover to the late stage, I could go back to the Western Spirit Realm!"

Qian Minggu felt a familiar feeling coming from his body, and said with surprise.

"Come on, boy, I'm back now!

Qian Mingyi was completely different, although his cultivation had recovered to the peak of the middle stage of the Dust Realm, which was enough to crush Tang Zhen, and he hooked his fingers and said.

The expression on Tang Zhen's face was very solemn.

Unexpectedly, the cultivation of the Qian family also fell from the peak.

Although he was not afraid, he was still very unhappy in his heart.