"Miss, do you need to stop?" asked the old servant outside the car.

"Don't stop, just go!"

As soon as Nie Yuan's voice fell, suddenly-

"Boom!"

The ground shook, and there was a huge roar, and the mighty team of spirit warrior guards in front of them suddenly scattered, and the war horses were frightened and neighed uncontrollably.

The carriage where Nie Yuan was located shook and the old servant who was driving had to stop the car.

"Uncle Liu, go down and have a look!" Nie Yuan's expression sank. shouted to the old servant outside the car.

Soon, the voice of the old servant came in.

"Miss, it's that kid named Yin Lan, and a fifth-level spirit martial artist. ”

Nie Yuan's face suddenly softened, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Before, we sent people to monitor the vicinity of Fang Mansion for so long, and we didn't see this kid out of the city, but now he actually took the initiative to send it to the door, and only brought a fifth-level spirit martial artist, I really don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Then, Nie Yuan glanced at Qiu Ning, who was stabbed across his face, and said with a cruel smile: "You little lover cares about you very much, you said, after he saw you like this, is he still willing to risk his life for you? However, even if he wants to escape now, he has no chance." ”

Qiu Ning, who had never shown weakness in front of Nie Yuan, her heart tightened suddenly, her eyes became flustered, she was afraid that Yin Lan would see her now, even if she was dead, she didn't want her to give Yin Lan the last impression that she was an ugly monster with a ruined appearance.

Nie Yuan looked at Qiu Ning's panicked and frightened expression, a sense of happiness arose, she giggled, and then lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

More than ten meters away from this carriage, Yin Lan and Huang Shaohua jumped down from the simple version of the spiritual power driven car, and just now he used a burst bomb to frighten the opponent's war horse and force the other party to stop.

"The other chauffeur is a sixth-level spirit martial artist. Huang Shaohua, who was carrying a dark iron rod, stepped forward, protected Yin Lan behind him, and said in a low voice.

Then, Huang Shaohua saw Nie Yuan, the woman in red who got out of the car, and her tone was slightly solemn: "That woman is a fifth-level spirit martial artist, plus other guards, we can't fight hard." ”

Yin Lan didn't respond to Huang Shaohua immediately, because the moment he saw the woman in red, his heart was shocked.

Nie Yuan!

He knew this woman, because in his previous life, this woman had finally become the sect master of the White Spirit Sect!

Moreover, Yin Lan also knew that this woman was Mo Shaoyun's fiancée.

The reason why it is so clear is because Yin Lan was successful in his previous life, and when he went to the Mo Chamber of Commerce to find Mo Shaoyun for revenge, he found that Mo Shaoyun had become a cripple paralyzed in bed.

The murderer is Mo Shaoyun's fiancée, the woman in red who will become the sect master of the White Spirit Sect in the future.

What's even more cruel is that she not only made Mo Shaoyun a cripple, but also castrated Mo Shaoyun and turned him into a eunuch!

Although in his previous life, Yin Lan finally killed Mo Shaoyun, but at that time, Mo Shaoyun was no longer a high-spirited and arrogant gentleman, but a dull-eyed and dead-hearted wasteman, who couldn't even be called a man, which made Yin Lan completely lose the pleasure of revenge.

Yin Lan turned his eyes and looked at the old servant in front of the woman in red, and his heart moved, and he made a decision.

"Brother Huang, when you do it, your target is that sixth-level old man, as long as you can hit him hard, we will succeed. Yin Lan lowered his voice and said.

Huang Shaohua turned his head to look at Yin Lan and nodded.

It stands to reason that when the thief captures the king first, when the overall strength is inferior to the other party, the woman in red should be the primary target, but although Huang Shaohua has doubts, he has no objections.

On the way to chase just now, something happened that had already made him convincing to Yin Lan.

"Little guy, you are really bold, you brought a fifth-level spirit martial artist, and you dare to come to save people? I'm curious what the car behind you is, it can catch up with us. Nie Yuan, the woman in red, saw the spiritual power driving car behind Yin Lan and Huang Shaohua, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she was the first to speak.

"Let go!" Yin Lan's voice was cold, concise and clear.

Nie Yuan laughed: "Are you sure you want your little lover? Okay, I'll let you see it, don't be scared." ”

"Bang!" she lifted the curtain of the carriage door, threw the unconscious Qiu Wenzheng out, smashed it to the ground, and then dragged Qiu Ning, who had been tied up with a rope, out.

In the process, the old servant gestured to the other guards of the Mo Chamber of Commerce and surrounded Yin Lan and Huang Shaohua.

"Sister Qiu Ning!"

Yin Lan's eyes suddenly became hideous the moment he saw Qiu Ning's face covered with knife cuts and blood marks, the hot blood rushed straight to his head, the green tendons on his head burst out, his fists clenched suddenly, and the sharp nails directly pierced the tender flesh in his palm.

There was a tingling sensation in his palm, but Yin Lan's heart hurt even more.

In the most beautiful youth, there were several cuts on her face, and for Sister Qiu Ning, I am afraid it will be a damage that will be difficult to erase for a lifetime!

Qiu Ning turned her head away, not daring to look at Yin Lan, her shoulders trembled and sobbed silently, not wanting Yin Lan to see her disfigured appearance.

"Little, show your little lover what you have become now. With a perverted smile, the woman in red grabbed Qiu Ning in front of her, grabbed Qiu Ning's chin with her palm, and violently broke Qiu Ning's blood-stained face, allowing her to face Yin Lan directly.

Yin Lan's head was about to explode, and he roared angrily: "Stop!"

"Haha, little guy, do you think your little lover looks like this, beautiful?" Seeing Yin Lan's reaction, the woman in red intensified even more, suddenly took out a dagger, and slashed directly at Qiu Ning's face in front of Yin Lan, and in an instant, the skin opened and the blood flowed.

Yin Lan's eyes had turned red, and a wave of evil suddenly erupted from his body, and he shouted in a low voice: "Brother Huang!"

Huang Shaohua looked calm, he was already prepared in his heart, as soon as he heard Yin Lan's order, his eyes instantly revealed a firm and fanatical fighting intent, he pulled out a dark iron rod from his back, stepped on it fiercely, and rushed out.

"Uncle Liu, kill him!" The woman in red first gave an order to the old servant, and then shouted to the other guards of the Mo Chamber of Commerce: "You go and kill that kid directly!"

The old servant dispatched in an instant, the spiritual power on his body surged, and his momentum soared, and he pulled out a soft sword spirit weapon from his waist and fought with Huang Shaohua.

Those guards who had already surrounded Yin Lan kicked the horse's belly, urging the war horses under their feet to rush towards Yin Lan in a mighty manner.

At the critical moment, the rage did not affect Yin Lan's sanity, and when he saw six or seven tall horses coming towards him, Yin Lan took it into his arms, and two black balls the size of walnuts appeared in his hands.

Exploding bombs!

Yin Lan injected spiritual power into the two bursting bullets, detonated them, and then threw them suddenly.

"Boom!"

Those guards on horses, without the slightest defense, turned on their horses, under the powerful power of the explosive bomb, the blood and flesh of the war horses were splashed everywhere, the severed limbs were thrown away, and a first-level spirit warrior guard was directly blown up to the flesh and blood, and died instantly.

The remaining six guards were also greatly traumatized.

Seeing the two guards trembling and getting up from the ground, Yin Lan took out a burst bomb again and threw it over.

Kill three people in an instant!

As for the remaining four, under the heavy blow, their bodies were stained red with blood, and they lost their mobility, and Yin Lan grabbed a long sword spirit weapon scattered on the ground and cut their throats one after another.

A total of seven spirit warrior guards, whether it was a first-level spirit warrior or a third-level spirit warrior, all died.

Not far away, the red-clothed Nie Yuan pinched Qiu Ning and took in this scene, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she felt a sense of horror.

She knew that the loud noise that frightened the war horse just now was caused by the walnut-sized black ball in Yin Lan's hand.

She also knew how Yin Lan killed Mo Shaoyun in the first place.

But none of this was what frightened her, but—

This kid, who only had the cultivation of a fifth-level apprentice, was so calm and skillfully cut the throats of the seven guards without blinking his eyes.

Real murder without blinking!

This teenager is even more perverted than her, full of danger.

"Uncle Liu!" Suddenly, the red-clothed Nie Yuan turned his head, his expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed violently.

She saw Huang Shaohua, a strong man holding a dark iron rod, at the moment when the old servant Uncle Liu heard the loud sound of the explosive bomb, he grabbed the flaw, suddenly changed the previous fighting style of smashing with the iron rod fiercely, jumped into the air, gathered spiritual energy in his throat, and puffed up a fist-sized qi bag.

This is a precursor to unleashing your psychic skills!

The spiritual power in Huang Shaohua's body was all infused into the top of the dark iron rod along the complex meridian routes.

As his majestic body slammed into the air, he used the iron rod as a spear and stabbed forward.

"Boom!" the tip of the black iron rod tore through the air and whistled.

The old servant Uncle Liu's eyes widened, and he poured all his spiritual power into the soft sword, and in an instant, the soft sword was hard and straight, wanting to block the defense.

"Bell!" The tip of the black iron rod shook the soft sword into the air, stabbing down into the old man's abdomen, shattering the qi in the old man's dantian qi sea.

The old man's expression was shocked, the sharp pain from his abdomen made his body tremble, and the qi in his qi sea directly shattered and exploded, and the spiritual power was surging and frenzied, impacting the meridians, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, spurting out a mouthful of blood mist.

The gas species is broken, and the repair is abandoned.

He was defeated at the hands of a fifth-level spirit martial artist, and he was abolished and cultivated!

"Uncle Liu!" Nie Yuan in red panicked for a moment, left Qiu Ning, and wanted to rush towards the old servant.

Huang Shaohua slammed a stick on the crook of the old servant's leg, directly swept his entire body to the ground, and pointed the black iron rod at the old servant's head with an expressionless face.

"If you take one step further, he'll have his head smashed to pieces. Yin Lan walked over, his voice cold and piercing.

Nie Yuan stopped suddenly, his eyes were unprecedentedly nervous, his expression had become hideous, and he stared at Yin Lan fiercely and shouted: "Let go of Uncle Liu, otherwise I will kill that little slut immediately!"

"Are you threatening me?" Yin Lan's eyes were cold, and he said to Huang Shaohua: "Smash his left hand!"

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the old servant, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, snorted in pain although he did not scream.

Seeing that the old servant Uncle Liu's face was a little distorted due to the severe pain, Nie Yuan was almost crazy, grabbed Qiu Ning on the ground violently, took out a beautiful dagger again, and prepared to make a few slashes on Qiu Ning's face to vent his hatred, so as to threaten Yin Lan.

"Smash his right hand!" Yin Lan ordered in a cold voice when he saw Nie Yuan's movements.

"Ho~ah!" The old man finally couldn't help it and screamed.

Nie Yuan's heart trembled suddenly, stopped his movements, looked at the miserable appearance of the old servant Uncle Liu, and couldn't help but burst into tears and shouted, "Don't hurt him!"

"Still holding a dagger?" Yin Lan sneered and continued to order Huang Shaohua: "Smash his left leg!"

With a "bang", the old man screamed miserably, and the sound echoed throughout the canyon.

The dagger in Nie Yuan's hand fell to the ground, with tears and anger in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but scream: "What the hell do you want!"

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