Yun Xiaojun howled in pain, his body twitched like a convulsion, long breaths were sucked in and out of his mouth, and a faint green qi came out of his pores, he wanted to mobilize his fighting energy to share life and death with Lin Qi and the others.

But where did Lin Qi give him a chance to fight hard? His right fist erupted with a piercing white light, and Lin Qi let out a piercing tiger roar, and a heavy punch slammed into Yun Xiaojun's lower abdomen. With a punch, Yun Xiaojun's easily mobilized fighting qi was shattered, and the white tiger's fighting qi exploded in his body, like countless knives scurrying around in his meridian air pockets, destroying his meridians to a mess.

Viciously grasping the fatal point of Yunxiao Jun, Alda's five fingers suddenly tightened. With an evil smile, Alda leaned into Yunxiaojun's ear and muttered in a low voice: "Look at your figure, you can be regarded as tall and handsome, but in other places, it is really exquisite, delicate and cute!"

Alda's five fingers were very powerful, Yun Xiaojun's eyes suddenly widened, his white eyeballs were suddenly covered with bloodshots, and the sharp pain erupted from the lower abdomen, and the pain made Yun Xiaojun's brain blank, and he simply forgot where he was and who he was. That kind of inhuman pain, the kind of severe pain that as long as it is a male creature, it is impossible for Yun Xiaojun to open his mouth and let out a 'gurgling' moan in pain, and his hands and feet twitch and he is about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Qi grabbed Yun Xiaojun's neck, and Yun Xiaojun hung on Lin Qi's hand like a bloodletted chick, twitching all over his body. His face was slapped by the donkey's hooves, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and all his big teeth spewled out, leaving only a huge bloody hole wriggling there. The current Yunxiao Jun no longer has the style of looking down on all living beings from above when he first appeared, just like a poor little miscellaneous fish struggling for his life.

Bilibili grinned and licked a trail of blood from the dagger, then spat heavily on the ground.

"It's sweet without the blood of the witch, it's really ......"

Bilibili glanced at Yunxiaojun's body mysteriously, and the dagger suddenly brought a cold light across his ankle, cutting his hamstring into two pieces. The burning pain quickly spread throughout his body, and Yun Xiaojun, who was already in dizzy pain, suddenly let out a few stinky farts, and then howled hoarsely.

The piercing howl made Yun Xiaojun's subordinates finally come back to their senses, and they looked at Yun Xiaojun who was being controlled by Lin Qi and his party in horror, and they didn't know how to deal with the matter in front of them.

The two eagle-headed beasts in the sky descended rapidly, and the two dark mages of the saint realm hissed and scolded: "Let go of the elder, if you don't want to be abused to death by the most cruel means!

Yunxiao Jun is still an elder?

Lin Qi smiled, as Yun Jun's one thousand and eighty son-in-law, Yun Xiaojun should be the elder of the Assassin Guild, right? He might even be the director of the Assassin Training Camp in the Principality of Montenegro? Unless he was in such an identity, how could he mobilize such a large force to besiege him so quickly?

It's just that you don't dare to touch a hair of him?

Lin Qi tore Yun Xiaojun's clothes open, and tore his clothes clean in three or two strokes, revealing his fine skin and tender flesh like snowflakes and silver. Reaching out and asking for a dagger from Bilibili's hand, Lin Qi swung the knife without saying a word, and cut off Yunxiaojun's ear with a 'swish'.

"You!" A large amount of cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of the two dark mages, and the dark magic chaos canopy they had prepared was quickly retracted, and they no longer dared to reveal the slightest bit of magical energy. They looked at Lin Qi in horror, and they helplessly found that Lin Qi was a person who was not threatened at all - or that Lin Qi was a mad person, and he was not afraid at all in the face of being surrounded by thousands of elite soldiers!

Yun Xiaojun howled like a heartbreak, he had never screamed like this when his tendons were cut. The hamstrings were cut, but as long as they were carefully recuperated with secret medicine, they could be healed easily. But one of the ears was cut off, which is disfigured!

Especially Bilibili smiled and picked up his severed ear and put it in the palm of his hand, and then a black flame slowly burned, burning Yunxiaojun's ear into a ball of black ash!

Born very handsome, Yunxiaojun, who has been extremely important to his appearance since he was a child, screamed in despair. His ears have not been burned off, and he can still be glued back with secret medicine, and he is still a beautiful boy. But the severed ear was burned, and he couldn't regenerate an ear unless he got a few magical potions from the legend!

Thinking that he would have to spend a long life with a lonely ear in the future, and only after breaking through the peak realm of the Holy Master and reaching that unfathomable magical realm could it be possible to restore his body to the same as before, Yunxiao Jun had an urge to strangle those two dark mages to death!

"Shhhh......h

Alda tugged hard at the lump of flesh and skin on her hand, and laughed wickedly: "It is said that their family uses eunuchs?"

Lin Qi waved the dagger downward very cooperatively, and the cool dagger slashed against Yun Xiaojun's lower abdomen, Yun Xiaojun screamed in fright, and the mass of flesh and blood that was held in Alda's hand suddenly shrank a lot. He hissed and shouted, "This qiē is all a misunderstanding!"

Lin Qi shook his head gently, and he slapped Yun Xiaojun's face hard with a bloody dagger: "Misunderstanding? Are you our children? We don't need to talk nonsense about the cause and effect of the incident, in short...... Your elder is in my hands, and if you don't want him to be turned into a human stick, please hand over all your valuables!"

The werewolf slaves froze, the dwarven warriors were dumbfounded, and the dark elves stood in place in a daze.

It seems that they have come to hunt down Lin Qi and his party, why did things turn out the way they are now? Robbery? Lin Qi robbed thousands of them alone? Why did things turn out like this? With the strength of their Assassin Guild in the Principality of Montenegro, this group of elites gathered should be able to easily trap and kill two or three saints! Why is it like this now?

Everyone looked at Yun Xiaojun, if it weren't for Yun Xiaojun's arrogant landing in front of Lin Qi and the others, he would not have been captured by Lin Qi and the others at all. If he hadn't been captured alive, so many carefully selected warriors would rush up, and no matter how strong Lin Qi and the others were, they would have been exhausted to death!

This qiē is the responsibility of Yunxiao Jun!

"Your Excellency Elder Yunxiaojun, who is thirty-eight years old!" Lin Qi bared his teeth and showed a hideous smile to Yunxiaojun: "I have to say something to you, you are too young and too ...... Your father has suffered at my hands, let alone you? Do you think you are better than your father?"

casually slashed at Yun Xiaojun's little white face, Lin Qi shouted: "I said it, robbery! If you don't want Yun Xiaojun to die in front of you, hand over all the valuable things on your body! Weapons, armor, space rings, magic props, well, silk clothes too, Bilibili, strip them off, even if it's silk underwear, you have to pull them off for me!"

With a demonic smile, Bilibili walked slowly towards the werewolf slaves.

The werewolf slaves glanced at each other, and they neatly dropped their weapons and began to take off their armor. They also took off the layer of leather armor underneath the heavy armor, and in the end all the werewolf slaves were left with a pair of small linen trousers that fit snugly.

Bilibili happily put the fine armor and weapons into the spatial ring, and then he walked towards the dwarven warriors.

The red-faced dwarves looked at each other, and they wept and threw a single qiē on their bodies, including the flask they regarded as life, to Bilibili. Yun Xiaojun was the elder in charge of the Assassin training camp in the Principality of Montenegro, and was Yun Jun's favorite youngest son, and if he died here, then all the Assassins present would be punished extremely severely.

Soon the dwarves were all stripped clean, followed by the dark elves with handsome faces.

In the end, all the mages were looted, and each of these unlucky mages had a space ring with a storage space of greater or less, but now this qiē had become a trophy for Lin Qi and the others. In this process, no one dared to resist, no one dared to do anything that might cause misunderstanding, lest one of them accidentally let Lin Qi kill Yunxiaojun, then all of them would be buried together.

The two dark mages who had even stripped off their robes were clean and looked at Lin Qi with tears and sorrows: "Then, please return it to Your Excellency Elder!"

Lin Qi glanced at the dark mages and turned his head to look at the donkey.

The donkey let out a hideous laugh, opened his mouth and spit out a sarcophagus, and then kicked on the sarcophagus with a heavy hoof: "Grandson, get up and eat, grandson!

A thick blood mist erupted from the sarcophagus, and the thick blood mist suddenly enveloped the radius. Werewolf minions and dwarven warriors let out terrified and desperate howls, their stout bodies quickly dissolving into blood in the blood mist. The dark elves and mages screamed sharply, and they tried to escape, but the blood mist was as thick as glue, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't escape.

In just one cup of tea, the blood mist swallowed everyone around, and even the two dark mages of the saint realm were devoured.

Yun Xiaojun watched this scene in horror, and his body trembled like chaff.