The guest official never dreamed that Sanjay would take him as a hostage.

Her cultivation is just an internal martial artist. Sanjie's cultivation is just a matter of easy handling.

"Don't worry about me, kill these alien invaders." The embroidered spring knife in the guest official's hand stabbed directly into his stomach.

She is thin, and with one knife, she will definitely hurt Sanjie through herself.

It’s a pity that Sanjie’s martial arts are much higher than hers.

With a slight force in the palm of his palm, the guest's body lost its strength, and the Xiuchun Sword fell directly to the ground.

Sanjie smiled and blew in the guest's ear and said, "My little lady is so strong, the Buddha likes it."

In this battle just now, the wind blew the clouds.

In just a moment, Yan Jiu and Gong Yang Zhen killed Wang Huayuan and eighteen lamas.

Seeing that Sangjie kidnapped the guest minister, Yan Jiu suddenly had a strange smile on his face.

"How about we make a deal?" As Yan Jiu spoke, an embroidery needle floated out of the gourd and fell directly into the dust.

"As long as you let me go, you can discuss any transaction." Sanjie looked at Yan Jiu and Gong Yang Zhen nervously.

Gongyang is really a master of transformation, and is enough to compare with Modo.

Yan Jiu is even more unfathomable. He looks even more above Gongyang Zhen. Maybe he has reached the peak of the realm of transformation and touched the edge of the master's realm.

In front of such two masters, he did not dare to relax at all.

Yan Jiu rubbed his nose with his hands and said, "My deal is that you killed her, I will kill you. One life will be exchanged for another life, fair and reasonable. How about it?"

"You, are you crazy?" Sanjie was a little angry. He never dreamed that Yan Jiu would say such words.

Since ancient times, heroes and teenagers have been zero immunity to beauty.

Sanjie thought he had been suppressing Bao right, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him was actually a bastard, and the life and death of a beautiful girl who was not in his hands at all.

"Are you stupid?" Yan Jiu's eyes showed a sarcastic look, and he looked at Sanjie as if he was stupid, and said, "I have never seen this woman before. What does her life and death have to do with me?"

"..." Sanjie was speechless.

Although the guest official was not afraid of death, he couldn't help but feel sad when he heard Yan Jiu say this. For a moment, he just felt that it was good that he died like this.

She just offended Zhu Changyong regardless of life and death, and reminded Yan Jiu to be careful for a moment, she already knew that she was in love with this life-saving boy.

But in Yan Jiu's eyes, what is he? He is just a speck of dust.

For a moment, the guest officials were completely disappointed.

She even had a hope that Sanjay would kill herself.

In that case, the young man in front of him could still remember himself when he killed Sanjay.

Seeing that Sanjie was speechless, Yan Jiu sneered and said, "In this way, I will count three times, let's do it together. You kill her and I will kill you, how about it?"

Sanjay's eyes were red, and this little girl was the most failed hostage-taking incident.

Seeing Sanjie's expression in this way, Yan Jiu's mouth showed a curl of contempt and said, "If you don't dare to do it, I can do it for you. I have confidence and punch you two, how about it?"

"Madman, I'll fight." Sanjie was furious. Under the huge pressure of death, he could not bear it.

Just as he was furious and lost his mind, a light that was invisible to the naked eye flew directly.

The light directly hit Sanjay's forehead, leaving a little blood in his vestibular body, and then hit out from the back of his head, bringing out a bloodline.

The embroidery needle, the embroidery needle left by Ping'er for Yan Jiu, played an unimaginable role for the second time in the crisis.

Sanjay's eyes were wide open, and he almost didn't believe it was true.

He is a congenital warrior and will not die after his brain is penetrated.

He still has the strength to kill the guest minister.

Unfortunately, while Yan Jiu pierced his brain with an embroidery needle, his figure suddenly flashed beside the guest minister like a tyrannosaurus.

He pointed it like a knife and cut it on the arm where Sanjie placed it on the throat of the guest.

Sanjay's arms fell off like tofu.

Yan Jiu pulled the guest minister one by one.

He held the guest in one hand and looked forward with the other, grabbing Sanjie's chest directly.

At this moment, Yan Jiu was as powerful as the God of War.

He holds a beauty in one hand and draws a soul in the other.

Even Gong Yang Zhen didn't react to the sudden change.

The guest minister who was brought to Yan Jiu's arms burst into tears in an instant.

It was not because of the verge of death, but the huge disappointment in my heart instantly turned into hope.

"It's not that he doesn't care about me."

"He comes to save me, like a god and a demon."

No one can understand the momentary impact of the girl's heart from huge loss to huge satisfaction.

At this moment, the guest's beautiful eyes kept falling on Yan Jiu's face and never moved away.

Yan Jiu's hand was directly inserted into Sanjie's chest. When he pulled out, he did not pinch any of Sanjie's internal organs.

In his hands, there was a human-shaped soul.

It seems that it is the living Sanjay.

"I said, I will draw your soul. Young Master Jiu always said that he should do it." Yan Jiu snorted coldly and directly pulled out Sangjie's soul.

At this moment, Gong Yang Zhen and the guest minister were so shocked that they could not speak.

If martial arts practices can end life at its peak, it is not difficult to understand.

But Yan Jiu in front of him grabbed a person's soul from his body, which was a bit terrifying.

The moment when Sanjay lost his soul, he fell backward like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, without any anger.

"Give me your life, God will spare me."

Sanjay was wailing in the soul body state.

"Give me aside? What capital do you have to say this to me now?" Yan Jiu said, pinching Sanjie's soul.

"God, let me go, I can give you a slave for thousands of reincarnations. As long as you let me go."

"No, you are too weak and don't deserve to be my slave." Yan Jiu snorted coldly.

"Little God, I have a quiet room in Guangning City, with countless gold, silver and jewelry, and two women with yin bodies. If you practice joy Zen with them, you will not only improve your cultivation quickly, but also enjoy the best joy... But only I know about that place. If you kill me, you will never find it..."

Sanjie's soul looked at Yan Jiu, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"boom!"

Yan Jiu clenched his fists suddenly.

Sanjay's soul immediately came under great pressure and kept wailing.

"I originally wanted to keep you a soul, but now it seems that there is no need." Yan Jiu hates such a person who is scheming the most.

"Blood refining and soul extraction."

This is a derivative technique of the Blood Transformation and Body Refining Skill, which can refine the memory of a person from a person's body.

Sanjie's soul watched helplessly as his body was refined into a blood-colored orb by Yan Jiu.

As fire bloomed on the blood cells, memories fell into Yan Jiu's mind.

Sanjie has many secrets, and Yan Jiu is not interested.

This is in the quiet room, and the memories of the two women made Yan Jiu’s eyes reveal murderous intent.

Because, among them, it turned out to be Ping'er.

It should be that after the failure of Xipingbao, Sanjie appeared and captured Ping'er.

In addition to these self-righteous secrets of Sanjay, there is another sentence Modo and Sanjay said: "After this matter, we should go to the land of the Zulong."

This sentence focused on Sanjie's memory and attracted Yan Jiu's attention.
Chapter completed!