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

"Don't stop, just go!"

As soon as Nie Yuan finished speaking, suddenly—

"boom!"

The ground shook for a moment, and a huge roar was made. A large group of spiritual warriors guards in front of him were immediately dispersed, 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 take a look!" Nie Yuan's expression sank and shouted to the old servant outside the car.

Soon, the old servant's voice came in: "Miss, it's the boy named Yin Lan, and a level 5 spirit warrior."

Nie Yuan's face suddenly calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "We sent someone to monitor near Fang Mansion for so long, but we didn't see this boy leaving the city. Now he actually came to him on his own initiative and brought only a level 5 spirit warrior. He really didn't know how high the world was."

Then, Nie Yuan glanced at Qiu Ning with a knife on his face and smiled and said, "You little lover cares a lot about you. You said, after seeing you like this, is he still willing to take risks 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, suddenly tightened his heart and his eyes became flustered. She didn't expect Yin Lan to be killed for herself, and she was afraid that Yin Lan would let Yin Lan see her now. Even if she died, she didn't want her to give Yin Lan the last impression of being an ugly monster whose appearance was ruined.

Nie Yuan looked at Qiu Ning's panic and scared expression, and a sense of pleasure arose, and giggled, then lifted the curtain and got off the carriage.

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

"The opponent's coachman is a level 6 spirit warrior." Huang Shaohua, carrying a dark iron stick, took a step forward, protected Yin Lan behind him, and whispered.

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

Yin Lan did not respond to Huang Shaohua as soon as possible, because the moment he saw the woman in red, he was shocked.

Nie Yuan!

He knew this woman because in his previous life, this woman eventually became the leader of Bailing Sect!

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

The reason why I am so clear is that Yin Lan had a successful cultivation level in his previous life. When he went to the Mo Chamber of Commerce to seek revenge on Mo Shaoyun, he found that Mo Shaoyun had become a paralyzed disabled person in bed.

The murderer is Mo Shaoyun's fiancée, and the woman in red who will become the leader of Bailing Sect in the future.

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

Although Yin Lan finally killed Mo Shaoyun in his previous life, Mo Shaoyun at that time was no longer a sturdy and arrogant playboy, but a dull and silly man with a dull look and a dead heart. He couldn't even be called a man, which made Yin Lan completely lose the pleasure of revenge.

Yin Lan's eyes turned and looked at the old servant in front of the woman in red. He felt a change in his heart and made a decision.

"Brother Huang, when you take action, your target is the level 6 old man. As long as you can severely damage him, we will succeed 80%." Yin Lan said in a low voice.

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

Logically speaking, capturing the king first is to capture the thief. When the overall strength is not as good as the other party, the woman in red should be the primary target, but although Huang Shaohua has doubts, he has no objection.

Something happened on the way to chase him just now, which made him feel a little convinced about Yin Lan.

"Little guy, you're so brave. He brought a level 5 spirit warrior and dared to come to save people? I'm curious about what the car behind you is, and you can catch up with us." Nie Yuan, a woman in red, saw the spiritual power drive car behind Yin Lan and Huang Shaohua, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes and spoke first.

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

Nie Yuan laughed: "Are you sure you want your little lover? Well, I'll let you meet again, don't be scared."

"Bang!" She lifted the curtain of the carriage, threw Qiu Wenzheng out of the coma, smashed it to the ground, and then dragged Qiu Ning, who had been tied to the rope.

During this process, the old servant gestured to the guards of other Mo's chambers of commerce and surrounded Yin Lan and Huang Shaohua.

"Sister Qiu Ning!"

The moment Yin Lan saw Qiu Ning's face covered with knife edges and blood marks, his eyes suddenly became ferocious, and his blood rushed straight up to his head, the blue veins on his forehead burst, his fists suddenly clenched, and his sharp nails directly pierced the tender flesh in the palm.

A tingling sensation came from the palm of my palm, but Yin Lan's heart hurt even more.

In the most beautiful youth, there are several cuts on my face. For Sister Qiu Ning, it will probably be a harm that will never be smoothed out in her life!

Qiu Ning turned her head and did not dare to look at Yin Lan. Her shoulders were trembling and thrusting, sobbing silently, not wanting Yin Lan to see her disfigured appearance.

"Little bastard, let your little lover see what you are now." The woman in red grabbed Qiu Ning in front of her with a perverted smile, pinched Qiu Ning's chin with her palm, and suddenly broke Qiu Ning's blood-stained face over, allowing her to face Yin Lan.

Yin Lan's head was almost blown up, and she roared: "Stop!"

"Haha, little guy, do you think your little lover is beautiful like this?" The woman in red saw Yin Lan's reaction and became even more violent. She suddenly took out a dagger and slashed Qiu Ning's face in front of Yin Lan. In an instant, her skin and flesh burst out and blood flowed.

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

Huang Shaohua looked calm and was already ready. When he heard Yin Lan's order, his eyes instantly showed a firm and frenzy of fighting spirit. He pulled out a dark iron stick from behind, stepped hard under his feet, and rushed out.

"Uncle Liu, kill him!" The woman in red first ordered the old servant, and then shouted to the guards of other Mo's chambers of commerce: "You go and kill that kid directly!"

The old servant moved out in an instant, his spiritual power surged, and his aura surged. He pulled out a soft sword spirit weapon from his waist and fought with Huang Shaohua.

The guards who had already surrounded Yin Lan kicked the horses and urged the horses under their feet to rush towards Yin Lan.

At the critical moment, the anger did not affect Yin Lan's rationality. Seeing that six or seven tall horses were coming back to him, Yin Lan pulled into his arms and two black balls the size of walnuts appeared in his hand.

Explosion bomb!

Yin Lan inputs spiritual power into the two explosion bombs, detonates, and then throws it out suddenly.

"Boom boom!"

The guards riding on horses, without any defense, were on their backs and overturned. Under the powerful power of the explosion bomb, the war horses splattered blood and flesh, and their broken limbs were thrown away. A first-level spirit warrior guard was directly blown to the point of blood and died instantly.

The other six guards were also greatly traumatized.

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

Kill three people instantly!

As for the remaining four people, under the severe injury, their bodies were stained with blood and lost their ability to move. Yin Lan grabbed a long sword spirit scattered on the ground and cut their throats one after another.

A total of seven spiritual warriors guarded the first-level spirit warriors or third-level spirit warriors were all killed.

Not far away, Nie Yuan in red pinched Qiu Ning and took the scene into his eyes. His pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a hint of horror.

She knew that the loud noise that scared the war horse just now was caused by the black ball the size of a walnut in Yin Lan's hand.

She also knew how Yin Lan killed Mo Shaoyun.

But these are not the reasons that make her terrified, but-

This kid who only has a level 5 apprenticeship was so calm that he had never blinked after skillfully cutting the throats of the seven guards.

Real killing without blinking!

This young man is even more perverted than her and full of danger.

"Uncle Liu!" Suddenly, Nie Yuan in red turned his head, his expression changed drastically, and he screamed suddenly.

She saw Huang Shaohua, a strong man holding a dark iron rod, and when the old servant Uncle Liu shook his mind after hearing the loud bang of the explosion, she grabbed the flaw and suddenly changed the fighting style of the previous fierce and fierce smash with the iron rod. She jumped into the air, gathered spiritual energy in her throat, and bulged a fist-sized air bag.

This is a precursor to using spiritual skills!

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

When his majestic body suddenly fell from mid-air, he used the iron rod as a spear and stabbed forward suddenly.

"Swish!" The top of the dark iron rod tore the air and made a howling sound.

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

"Cang!" The top of the dark iron rod shook the soft sword away, pierced down into the old man's abdomen, shattering the qi seeds in the old man's dantian Qi sea.

The old man's expression shook, and the severe pain from his abdomen made his body tremble. The qi seeds in his qi sea were directly shattered and exploded. His spiritual power surged wildly, impacting the meridians, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat, and a mouthful of blood mist suddenly spewed out.

The Qi seed is broken and the cultivation is destroyed.

He was actually defeated by a level 5 spirit warrior and his cultivation level was also destroyed!

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

Huang Shaohua suddenly hit the bend of the old servant's leg, directly swept his entire body to the ground, and pointed his dark iron stick straight into the old servant's head with an expressionless face.

"If you take a step forward, his head will be smashed to pieces." Yin Lan walked over, his voice frigid.

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

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

Click!

The sound of fracture sounded, and the old servant lying on the ground like a dead dog, who had to endure it and did not scream, but groaned in pain.

Seeing that the old servant Uncle Liu's face was a little distorted due to the severe pain, Nie Yuan was almost crazy. She grabbed Qiu Ning on the ground and took out the exquisite dagger again, preparing to slash Qiu Ning's face to vent her hatred, thereby threatening Yin Lan.

"Smash his right hand!" Yin Lan ordered coldly when he saw Nie Yuan's movements.

"Ha~ah!" The old man finally couldn't help but screamed.

Nie Yuan's heart trembled suddenly, and she stopped moving. Looking at the miserable appearance of the old servant Uncle Liu, she couldn't help but shed tears and roared: "Don't hurt him!"

"Although Is Still Holding a Dagger?" Yin Lan sneered and continued to order Huang Shaohua: "Broke his left leg!"

With a "bang", the old man screamed shrillly, and his voice echoed throughout the canyon.

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

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