"Fourth Uncle, what do you mean?" Zhuge Xiaoshan's face was instantly covered in frost. If it was the past, he would have gritted his teeth and endured it. But now that he had dragged Yan Chaoyang down with him, the meaning was completely different.
Yan Chaoyang's expression still didn't change.
Jian Mingtu said leisurely, "I've thought about the recipe, deleted and changed it, but in the end, I still decided to use it. Look, do you see your own face reflected in it? "
Zhuge Xiaoshan said coldly, "I don't know what you're trying to say, Fourth Uncle!"
Wang Yang suddenly shouted, "Don't you understand? Master is telling you to know your own limits!"
As soon as he shouted, the two attendants who had their heads lowered from the beginning to the end suddenly exploded. One waved his hand and shot a sleeve dart at Yan Chaoyang, while the other took out a dagger out of thin air and stabbed it at Yan Chaoyang's heart.
As soon as the two made their move, Yan Chaoyang knew they were first-rate assassins.
Only now did their killing intent slowly leak out. The poisonous sleeve dart was only three inches away from his throat, while the poisonous dagger was only two inches away from his heart.
That wasn't all. On the roof, behind the pillars, outside the door, and other places, people in black surged out. Knives, spears, swords, halberds, and all kinds of weapons were aimed at Yan Chaoyang.
Yan Chaoyang stomped his feet, and a majestic True Qi poured out, causing the exquisite table to crack.
Jian Mingtu was already prepared. He also stomped his feet, and the violent power was suppressed.
Yan Chaoyang quickly glanced at Jian Mingtu, his eyes filled with killing intent. He didn't even look at the two attendants, and only stretched out his right hand to grab the wrist of the person who used the dagger and twisted it.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the bones in his hand broke, and the person immediately screamed.
Yan Chaoyang used the dagger to deflect the sleeve dart. At the same time, he pushed out his left hand and struck the handle of the dagger. The dagger flew out of the person's broken hand and pierced the heart of the other attendant.
"Senior Brother!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhuge Xiaoshan reacted and unsheathed his sword. The sword Qi spread out like mercury, and all the men in black around him screamed and flew backward.
Jian Mingtu was shocked. "What are you doing?"
Zhuge Xiaoshan said angrily, "So this is how the Jian Clan treats their guests!"
Jian Mingtu's face darkened.
"Junior, don't be arrogant!" Wang Yang shouted, and his Real Qi surged out from his body. He took out a Judge Pen from nowhere, and fiercely thrust it towards Yan Chaoyang.
Jian Mingtu's heart skipped a beat. He exerted all his strength on his legs and suppressed Yan Chaoyang.
The killing intent in Yan Chaoyang's eyes finally boiled to its peak.
Boom!
The blood-red aura suddenly broke through the shackles, and the exquisite food table collapsed in an instant. The chair Jian Mingtu was sitting on was broken into pieces. He groaned and was sent flying by an invisible force, smashing the big vase that held the gift box. The gift box fell on Jian Mingtu's head with a "dong" sound, and he felt the world spinning for a moment.
Dark blue light burst out at the same time.
As soon as the Dragon Soul Spear and the Judge Pen touched, Wang Yang instantly vomited blood.
The dark blue light dominated the entire hall, and the Judge Pen broke into pieces. The bloody iris under Yan Chaoyang's feet suddenly attacked, and with a poof, it drilled into Wang Yang's body.
Wang Yang stared blankly at the blood light bulging on his body, and shouted in fear, "Master, save me, save me, I don't want to die …"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of heartbeats sounded, and with each beat, Wang Yang's body expanded. When he reached the end of his sentence, no one could hear what he was saying, because his face had expanded to the size of a millstone.
Bang!
In the end, he exploded into pieces.
Bathed in the rain of blood, Jian Mingtu stared blankly at the shrinking bloody aura and the Dragon Soul Spear with a dark blue luster. His lips moved, "I, I was just joking with you …"
Yan Chaoyang strode to Jian Mingtu, and looked at him expressionlessly.
"Don't, don't kill me …" Jian Mingtu was terrified, and he couldn't use any of his cultivation base.
Yan Chaoyang stepped on Jian Mingtu's leg, and with a sudden force, he broke his leg bone.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
"Senior Brother …" Zhuge Xiaoshan's face turned pale. "Killing him will dirty my hands. Jian Clan … Jian Clan has experts …"
Yan Chaoyang turned around and looked at him with a warm light in his eyes. "I'll protect you."
Zhuge Xiaoshan's mind suffered an unprecedented shock. Whether it was the tragic situation of Jian Mingtu, the consequences of Jian Clan knowing this, or the strength that Yan Chaoyang showed, he didn't know how to deal with all of this.
Finally, his eyes met Yan Zhaoyang's eyes. Gradually, a powerful force was injected into his heart. He took a deep breath and said, "He's the chief constable of Dragon Emperor Mansion. If we kill him, our training will come to an end. Forget it, I still want to go to many places with Senior Brother."
"Okay." Without any hesitation, Yan Chaoyang turned around and stared at Jian Mingtu. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he said word by word in his unique hoarse voice, "Jian Clan, retreat from Hillside Hut, or blood will flow like a river!"
Jian Mingtu was covered in cold sweat, and his face turned blue and distorted because of the sharp pain. Hearing this, he could only nod as a reply, like a bird frightened by the twang of a bow.
Only then did Yan Chaoyang turn around and leave with Zhuge Xiaoshan in big strides.
Jian Mingtu reached out his trembling hands and hugged his completely broken leg. "My … my cultivation … is completely destroyed … completely destroyed …"
He had been cultivating leg skills all his life. Once his leg was broken, all his previous efforts were in vain.
"Ah …" He screamed in pain, and his face became more and more distorted. "Bastards … Two bastards … I won't let you go … I won't let you go …"
…
Giant Deer Territory.
Ten miles away from Widow Village, there was a barren mountain. At the bottom of the barren mountain was a cave, and in the cave was a little girl.
The little girl sat cross-legged in the middle of the cave, holding a seal. On top of her head, there was the illusion of a five-colored deer, which represented auspiciousness, slowly emitting auspicious light.
However, there were white cocoons on the surrounding walls of the cave, as if they were prey caught by spiders. White silk flowed out from those cocoons like flowing water, flowing towards the little girl.
Those silk threads emitted a pale white light, filled with the deep resentment of a person before death, like a gloomy and gloomy cave of ghosts.
The little girl's happy and angry face scrunched up from time to time because of the pain, but every time her body trembled slightly, the five-colored deer on top of her head would emit auspicious light, dispersing some of the white silk, and then the pain would lessen.
This was a long process.
Suddenly, the little girl stretched out her hands. Her tender, jade-like hands were now in the shape of a ghost's claw. She pulled in the air, and all the white cocoons exploded, letting out concentrated screams.
The white cocoons exploded, turning into more white silk threads that rushed towards the little girl.
The little girl gritted her teeth, and her whole body convulsed from the pain.
The five-colored deer illusion on top of her head seemed to reveal a strange expression.
Finally, when all the white silk threads had entered the little girl's body, all the activity in the cave calmed down.
The five-colored deer disappeared at this time, and the little girl opened her eyes. Her eyes were pale white at first, and then gradually black pupils appeared. She raised her hand, and with a swish, a gloomy and gloomy claw shadow slashed across the void, deeply sinking into the cave wall.
If someone was here, they would probably be scared half to death.
How old was the little girl, but she had actually reached the realm of releasing vitality.
She lowered her head to look at her own little hands, and gradually smiled. "Let me protect Master."
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