The demon's expression changed suddenly, the ribs in his chest were also rapidly withdrawn, and his entire body kept retreating away from Jiang Yuan.

The flames on its body had become more and more vigorous, making it impossible to distinguish which ones were its own flames and which ones were from Jiang Yuan.

However, the skin around it was constantly exploding, not only the charred skin on the outside, but also the dark red flesh inside that exploded and fell off in the flames.

The demon looked at Jiang Yuan resentfully and jealously:

"What are the attributes of your inheritance power, why does it seem like a flame, but ...... But it's the flames that can hurt me?"

This demon is not afraid of fire, and it also has a strong resistance to the inheritance power of the fire attribute, so it was specially sent to deal with Jiang Yuan.

The demon was also full of confidence, but he only felt that Jiang Yuan's ability would be useless in front of him.

However, as soon as he started to do it, the demon had already sensed that something was wrong. The flame didn't look unusual, but it was capable of causing serious damage to itself. It is not at all equal to the information obtained by yourself.

This time, on the contrary, it made the demon feel faintly bad in his heart.

At this time, I suddenly heard Mrs. Mo suddenly scolding Jiang Yuan:

"You are so bold! How dare you make a move against the gods!"

Jiang Yuan smiled:

"Madame, you're annoying!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan slapped towards Mrs. Mo with a volley.

Although his palm was far away from Mrs. Mo, the strong force above had already slammed into Mrs. Mo's face.

I saw that Mrs. Mo was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, and when she lifted her face with scattered hair, she saw that her chin had been dislocated by a slap, and her mouth was crooked.

This is also Jiang Yuan's mercy, if it is useless to keep this woman, otherwise she will still be alive.

At this time, I suddenly saw that the demon ghost opened its big mouth, and a raging fire erupted from the air, and the pillar-shaped fire fiercely came towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan not only did not avoid it, but also walked towards the demon:

"Yo, and breathing fire?"

The raging fire burned all the clothes on Jiang Yuan's upper body to ashes, revealing his sturdy body.

However, to the surprise of the demons, Jiang Yuan only burned his upper clothes, but his body was unscathed, and not even a single root of his eyebrows was burned.

Jiang Yuan had already come to the demon at this time, stretched out his hands and grabbed the demon ghost's shoulders:

"Playing with fire with me, you're really an axe!"

I saw that Jiang Yuan's hands rose into flames again, and the raging flames rose wildly, and the flames generated by one person and one ghost gathered together, almost enveloping both of them.

In the dazzling firelight, only Jiang Yuan's hideous laughter and the terrible screams of the demon could be heard.

The stone slabs on the ground were even burst apart by the flames, and the rest of the people could feel the heat even from a distance, and some could even smell the burnt smell of their beards and eyebrows.

They stared in horror at the scene before them, such a battle was completely beyond their comprehension.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan is there, otherwise in the face of such a demon, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to escape the sea of fire.

When Mrs. Mo saw this scene, she screamed as if she was crazy and wanted to rush forward, but she was firmly held down by her husband Mo Leng.

In the flames, the demon was burned like a candle and slowly melted, its protruding eyeballs had already been burned, but there was boundless fear in its eyes.

"Leave me alone!" the demon began to plead, "You will only get into trouble if you kill me! Let me go, I will never come back!"

Jiang Yuan didn't stop, just asked:

"What are you, what are you going to do?"

The demon hurriedly replied:

"I can't say, let me go, or you'll die a bad death!"

Jiang Yuan's eyes were cold:

"If you don't say anything, you can only die!"

The flames in his hands grew fiercer and fiercer, ignoring the demon's pleas, and burned it to ashes little by little.

The ghost qi was also greedily absorbed by Jiang Yuan, and the surrounding flames all faded, and only Jiang Yuan was still standing in place.

Cen Lei quickly took off his clothes and stepped forward, Jiang Yuan turned his head and smiled at Mrs. Mo while putting on his clothes:

"Mrs. Mo, I'm really sorry, your divine envoy was accidentally burned to death by me. ”

Madame Mo looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and her beautiful eyes searched around, as if she wanted to find the trace of the oracle.

However, she searched for a long time and found nothing, and the reality made her have to accept it.

Her gaze began to glaze over, and her heart was already shocked to the point of a monstrous wave.

The oracle represents the will of the gods, and now he is burned alive by this man, leaving only ashes.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Jiang Yuan resentfully, and a muffled voice came out of her crooked mouth, as if she was constantly cursing.

Jiang Yuan grinned at her and said:

"Madame, you must know how to find those so-called 'oracles', right?

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan glanced at Cen Lei.

Cen Lei understood, stepped forward to hold Mrs. Mo's chin and broke it, and with a crisp sound, the dislocated chin had already returned to its place.

Mrs. Mo was suddenly able to make a clear voice, and she scolded Jiang Yuan angrily:

"You're offended—"

"Smack!" Cen Lei suddenly raised his slap and slapped Mrs. Mo in the face fiercely.

The corners of Mrs. Mo's mouth were bleeding instantly, she gritted her teeth, and continued to scold:

"The gods won't let it go—"

"Smack!"

Cen Lei did not hesitate to slap again.

This slap made Mrs. Mo's eyes blush, and she endured the pain and continued to scold:

"You blasphemers, sooner or later—"

"Smack!"

Cen Lei's big hand waved down again.

Mrs. Mo's plump lips were suddenly cracked, and blood flowed.

Seeing Mrs. Mo's tragic situation, the owner Mo Leng, his children Mo Xue and Mo Tianci all wanted to come forward and beg for mercy, but they were viciously stopped by the gangs of the Red Tiger Altar, so that they could not get close, so they could only beg from afar.

But the rest of the people didn't even dare to persuade each other.

At this time, everyone had already understood that this demon ghost obviously had a certain relationship with Mrs. Mo. Now Mrs. Mo has not only collided with Jiang Yuan, but even fought with demons and ghosts, if it weren't for Jiang Yuan, I don't know how many people would die in this living room.

Such a crime, even if Jiang Yuan killed her on the spot, it would not be an exaggeration. Therefore, the people will not easily open their mouths to persuade each other.

Every time Mrs. Mo scolded, Cen Lei slapped her hard.

After a few slaps, Mrs. Mo's cheeks were high and swollen, her hair was scattered, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and her original dignified and wealthy posture was long gone.

Mrs. Mo finally didn't dare to scold anymore, but just covered her cheeks and looked at Cen Lei and Jiang Yuan resentfully.

Cen Lei saw that Mrs. Mo had stopped, so he also stopped, looked back at Jiang Yuan and waited for instructions.

Jiang Yuan was unmoved, nor did he speak.

Cen Lei understood, so he stretched out one hand and grabbed Mrs. Mo's hair, and then the other hand continued to fan Mrs. Mo's face.

"Bang, bang, bang!bang!bang!bang!"

Even if Mrs. Mo didn't scold, Cen Lei still didn't show mercy.

Under the fan, Mrs. Mo was even knocked unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Mo Leng finally couldn't hold it back, and suddenly stimulated his internal force to push away the Red Tiger Altar gang around him, and rushed towards Mrs. Mo.

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, and slapped towards Mo Leng with a palm.

Now Mo Leng's martial arts are unmatched in the audience, and only Jiang Yuan has made a move by himself.

Mo Leng saw Jiang Yuan's palm slapping it, and he was fierce, so he hurriedly picked it up with both palms.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang was made, Mo Leng had been slapped by Jiang Yuan and flew out upside down, and it took a while to get up from the ground.

He was just about to stand up straight, but his face changed and a mouthful of blood spurted out, apparently already suffering internal injuries.

Jiang Yuan sneered:

"Master Mo, don't make a mistake. In the next palm, I won't be merciful. ”

Mo Leng's face darkened, and he immediately understood that Jiang Yuan did not bring a killing machine, otherwise he would not have lost his life under this palm.

He sighed and stepped forward to pull his son Mo Tianci and daughter Mo Xue away.

His wife has committed a great crime, and he has nothing to do, and now he only wants to be able to keep the two children.

On the other side, Cen Lei had already taken a jar of wine and poured the cold wine on Mrs. Mo's face in a coma, waking her up.

Mrs. Mo woke up quietly, her eyes still blank.

At this time, Cen Lei had already thrown away the wine jar, grabbed Mrs. Mo's hair again, raised his slap and slapped it again.

"Smack!"

This slap fell suddenly, and Mrs. Mo's eyes began to focus, and she completely sobered up.

"Bang! bang!"

After a few slaps, Mrs. Mo finally broke down and began to cry loudly.

Cen Lei glanced back at Jiang Yuan, but Jiang Yuan was still unmoved.

So Cen Lei's slap fell again, one after another.

After a few slaps, Mrs. Mo's saliva, snot, and tears splashed everywhere.

"Stop! Don't fight anymore!" Mrs. Mo cried so hard that she put her hands in front of her face and began to beg for mercy, "Don't fight anymore...... Please!"

She was originally a beautiful lady, and later she was a noble lady, even her husband respected her like a guest, and she had suffered such beatings and humiliation.

Cen Lei glanced at Jiang Yuan again, and Jiang Yuan finally nodded with satisfaction this time.

So Cen Lei loosened Mrs. Mo's hair and stood to the side.

Jiang Yuan came to Mrs. Mo and squatted down, looking at Mrs. Mo, who was originally beautiful and moving, but at this time her nose was blue and her face was swollen, and asked with a smile:

"Madame Mo, would you like to talk to me about your gods?"

When Mrs. Mo heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but in the end, she closed her mouth and said nothing.

Jiang Yuan sighed:

"It seems that Mrs. Mo doesn't care about this little injury...... Cen Lei, cut off one of her palms!"

Cen Lei took the order, pulled out a sharp knife and stepped forward to kick Mrs. Mo over, and then stepped on one of her wrists under his feet, and was about to cut it with a knife.

Madame Mo struggled desperately, her eyes full of horror, and she cried out frantically:

"Don't! Stop! Stop! I say, I say!"

Fear and excruciating pain began to break through her senses, and she finally broke down completely.

As Cen Lei withdrew the sharp knife, Mrs. Mo covered her face and cried heartbreakingly, and she couldn't care about her image and temperament at all.

Jiang Yuan smiled with satisfaction:

"Then tell me first, what kind of god is yours, where does it live, what does it like to do on weekdays? Madame must think about it, otherwise next time my Cen Xiang Master's knife will not be so easy to contain. ”