"Hmph, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!"

The two struck again, this time with a front and back wrap. Ning Jian still only cared about defense, and ate a lot of attacks.

Feeling the stiffness of the joints, Ning Jian was still silent.

"Well, it's a tough one. Big brother, let's beat him until he can't move, and take him back directly to the master for disposal. When the time comes, there will naturally be a way to get him to speak. ”

As long as he can extract a confession to lure the spirit beast, it is only a matter of time before he finds the nine-life mongoose.

Under the third round of attacks, Ning Jian even looked very reluctant to protect the vital point.

Before he could catch his breath, the fourth round came again.

Countless fists hit all over Ning Jian's body, Ning Jian's whole body and limbs were already difficult to move, and his stiff hands were raised in front of him to protect his head, but he couldn't even put it down.

Yang Yi and Yang Jian also controlled the proportions, and only greeted the chest, abdomen and limbs. The spiritual power impact of the Rotten Basswood Spirit Pattern spread staggered through Ning Jian's body, rigidly fixing his meridians and flesh.

Right now, Ning Jian only has eyelids and the little finger of his right hand, and he can still drive. All the remaining joints were already like puppet tree people, unable to move.

"Yang Jian, it's almost, don't really kill him. ”

The eldest brother Yang Yi's words were not finished, but Ning Jian tried his best to pull the muscles in his tongue, and finally issued a hoarse word:

"Not almost. ”

"Big brother, I think you're still wrong. This guy can still have a hard mouth, but he is still a little short of fire. ”

After that, the two of them had several aura shocks that crashed into Ning Jian's body, and this time the young man was really completely ossified even his tongue, and he couldn't say half a word.

"The master is still waiting at the foot of the mountain, carry him over. ”

The two of them held Ning Jian's waist and back, and Yang Jian still said in the ground: "It won't be long before you will taste the master's secret and wonderful methods, and even I think about it is a little scared for you, hahaha." ”

Suddenly, the surprised voice of the eldest brother Yang Yi came from his ears: "No, why is his body so soft!"

It was too late to say that it was too late, and under Yang Yi's frightened gaze, one of Ning Jian's palms was attached to his younger brother Yang Jian's chest.

"Unity, Jinfa!"

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye in the next second, Yang Jian had already flown out of the hundreds, and when he went, he broke an unknown number of towering ancient trees. The violent wave of qi slapped on Yang Yi's face, and it turned scarlet in an instant.

Ning Jian, who was supposed to be a mermaid, kicked Yang Yi beside him with great flexibility at this moment, and burst out and ran towards Yang Jian in the distance.

"You dare!"

Yang Yi was still a step late, and at this time, his younger brother had already been choked by Ning Jian's throat.

Even through the robes, he could see that Yang Jian's chest was sunken, his sternum was broken, and his breath was like nothing.

Ning Jian looked at the injury of the person in his hand, which was expected.

That's another way he's figured it out. When the aura shock enters the body, it does not choose to be stimulated at the first time. Divide a part of the spiritual sense to control it in the body, and wait for the opponent to attack round after round, slowly accumulating.

Based on his research attempts over the years, the limit time for controlling the aura damage to stay in the body is fifty breaths. Exceeding the time will cause further damage in the body.

When the boy discovered the two brothers' methods, he was convinced that they would only rely on the spirit pattern attacks of the two trees to restrain themselves. As long as you protect the vital points, slowly wait for the accumulation in your body to become more and more.

At the end of the day, the 'Returning to One Strength' was fused with more than a dozen rounds of attack power from two Spirit Pattern Masters. hit Yang Jian's body, not dead but also seriously injured.

"Let go of my brother!"

Yang Yi shouted out this in a hurry, but he stubbornly suppressed his anger, and said in a softer tone: "As long as you let him go, we will let you go." ”

He added: "I can also tell you the location of the personnel deployed this time, so that you can escape." ”

The younger brother's life is in the hands of others, and with the extent of the injuries that are now visually measured, Yang Yi must save him as soon as possible and send him for treatment.

took off the bamboo hat, revealing an unfamiliar face that Yang Yi didn't recognize.

Ning Jian looked at Yang Yi, who was in a low voice, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"You have been cultivating in the sect all day, how long has it been since you came down the mountain?"

In the face of this unexplained inquiry, Yang Yi still replied: "Our brothers have grown up in the sect since they were children, is there anything wrong with this?"

Ning Jian laughed mockingly: "No wonder." If Ning Duwu were to be replaced, he would never mention such a naïve condition. ”

Click!

The crisp sound was the wail of a broken neck bone.

Ning Jian let go of his palm, and Yang Jian was completely out of life.

"Ahhhh

"Yang Jian!!"

The eldest brother Yang Yi ran over desperately, holding his younger brother's corpse in front of Ning Jian, constantly shouting and crying.

The cry of grief interprets the deep brotherly love, which is unbearable.

Seeing this scene, even Ning Jian couldn't help but ..........

I couldn't help but laugh.

When life and death faced the enemy, this person was so brainless that he was carried away by grief, and ran to the enemy only to care about pain and wail?

Even the least vigilance of the overall situation has been thrown to the horizon?

If it weren't for Ning Duwu first, Ning Jian would have doubted whether these spirit pattern masters in the Jinyang Sect were all so lacking in on-the-spot experience.

Since the other party has sent it to the door, how can you be embarrassed to accept it.

Ning Jian slapped it with his spiritual power and hit Yang Yi's back.

A mouthful of blood spurted onto Yang Jianjian in his arms, and the breath of the eldest brother Yang Yi weakened a lot.

Looking up at the demonic man in front of him, Yang Yi finally felt the oppression of death by only a fraction of a second.

"No..... No..... Don't kill me....."

Blood mixed with tears on his face, and he cried and begged for mercy. Where is this still a spirit tattoo master that everyone admires.

Unable to care about his brother's corpse anymore, Yang Yi ran out with his hands and feet, and stumbled a few times before finally stabilizing his figure. Then he accelerated like crazy.

Ning Jian felt more and more funny, who was the Spirit Pattern Master and who was the Spirit Pattern Master, how could he not even have the bloody nature to resist desperately?

How could he escape if he was so desperate for his life?

Don't think about these absurd assumptions anymore, the boy will give him a good time when he catches up.

In the bushes in front of him, a woman appeared, wearing the Taoist uniform of the Jinyang Sect.

Yang Yi, who fled by the way, could no longer insist on escaping to his side as soon as he saw the person in front of him.

"Senior Sister Ye, this person killed my brother, and he wants to kill me!"

The person who came was the only apprentice of the Jade Fairy, Ye Wenxun.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the senior brother who usually has an extraordinary bearing, Ye Wenxun was disappointed and felt sorry for Ziguang Zhenren.

"Do you want to help?"

Yang Yi nodded again and again as if grasping a life-saving straw, but found that .....

Ye Wenxun, a junior sister who is as gentle as water and empathetic on weekdays, is looking at ..... when she says this

Ning Jian on the other side.

"Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister Ye, why are you .....?"

On the other side, Ning Jian thought for a while and replied:

"Then there's work. ”