Fantasy: Contract Twins, I Will Return Ten Thousand Times

This group doesn't want to let them do anything.

Not only did he frame Nether Valley many times, but also let it be accused by the people.

Now there is only one breath left, and it is not honest.

I also want to frame the honest man Nether Valley again in this Jianghu Martial Arts Club.

Yes, he already knew about Bai Xiaomen's plan this time.

As for the news, it was the Valley Master Yuejie who told him.

Although Zhang Fan didn't know how Yue Jie got the news.

But after listening to it, Zhang Fan only felt that Bai Xiaomen really deserved it and killed themselves.

Framed up again and again, and now he is preparing to make waves, isn't this bullying an honest person?

Therefore, Zhang Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with Yuejie's actions at all.

Just allow you to bully honest people and not allow honest people to resist?

Those people on the high platform don't know how many dirty things they have done for Baixiaomen.

It's what they deserve now.

Zhang Fan curled his lips, and covered Sister Murong's eyes with both hands.

Don't dirty the eyes of these two little girls with these rubbish things.

Seeing that the good show was about to be staged, how could the Murong sisters let go of such a good time to eat melons, stretched out their hands to pick Zhang Fan, and looked at the high platform with relish through the gap.

Zhang Fan (curling his lips helplessly)

Sure enough, it is a woman's nature to like to watch the excitement.

"Ahhh! Pain! Kill me, kill me quickly!"

"No! I don't want to become a useless person! I don't want to become a useless person! Help me!"

"puff!"

Turning his gaze back to the high platform, the seven people who had suffered the torture of life rather than death, had lost their original arrogance, one by one kept wriggling and screaming.

The bones of the whole body were destroyed inch by inch, and the pain almost made them pass out.

But Yuejie used Spiritual Qi to control their Spirit Sea, and they couldn't even fall into a coma.

They suffered extreme pain and struggled desperately, wanting to escape from this Devil-like man.

However, with their bones shattered all over, even if they tried their best, their bodies could only move slightly.

They looked at the sun hanging on Nine Profound Heaven, extremely desperate.

Once turned from a genius to a waste, such a contrast is unbearable for any style.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the seven people were red, and they knelt on the ground, whimpering like wounded beasts.

It looks like a mess...

But the onlookers were not half-hearted when they saw this scene.

Although they didn't know what happened, he could vaguely guess something after hearing their conversation.

People from Baixiaomen are not worthy of sympathy.

"I can't take it! I can't take it!"

Wen Jie was covered in sweat as if he had been fished out of the water. He twisted his face and screamed frantically.

I don't know if it was Yue Jie's deliberate care, but he just felt like he had gone to the gate of hell, going back and forth again and again.

The severe pain made him unable to maintain normal thinking.

He glanced at the sun with nostalgia, and then there was a determination on his face...

next second.

There was a blue light shining on Wen Jie's body, and his aura was very violent.

The onlookers sensed this unusual aura, and fell into a panic instantly, and ran out desperately one by one, wanting to escape.

It's just that there were already a lot of people at the scene, and after a while, a large area collapsed, and everyone grinned in pain.

Not because of anything else but...

Wen Jie actually wanted to expose himself!

Are you kidding, they are not fools, judging by Wen Jie's aura, it is obvious that his Realm is not low.

You must know that the power released by the self-exposure is ten times that of the strongest own strength, and the spread is at least a hundred feet.

Once he revealed himself like this, ordinary people like them would stop playing.

The owner of the Nether Valley, and other favored sons of heaven, rely on their own strength and the treasures of heaven and earth to escape, which is not a simple matter.

What about ordinary people like them?

So suddenly, even if they wanted to protect them, they would not have the time, even if they could protect her, they would not be able to protect her completely.

Maybe in the blink of an eye, they will be missing arms and legs.

This must not run faster.

"Hehe, it's interesting. You really don't cry when you see the coffin. Since you want to be violent so much, then I will help you."

Seeing this, Yue Jie smiled slightly, and then appeared in front of Wen Jie in a flash.

Before Wen Jie could react, seeing the face magnified dozens of times in front of him, he was instantly suffocated in fright.

As if seeing a ghost, desperately dodged backwards.

Yue Jie looked at Sister Wen's distressed appearance, and the corners of her mouth curved even wider.

Immediately after the next second.

Pooh.

Hard things, the sound of piercing flesh and blood.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Wen Jie's face, and he lowered his head slowly.

I saw a hand that had been completely inserted into his abdomen.

"You want! What are you going to do! How dare you!"

Wen Jie panicked, and the sense of fear forced him to tremble all over, but looking at the calm Yue Jie in front of him, he could only yell desperately.

"Heh, what am I afraid of?"

Yue Jie laughed wantonly, and the movements of his hands became even more wanton.

Click...

boom!

As a brown spiritual Qi enveloped the two of them layer by layer, Yue Jie's hand tightened violently.

There was a crisp sound from Wenjie's abdomen, followed by a sudden explosion.

The smoke instantly spread throughout the protective cover, blocking outsiders' view of the inside.

The onlookers finally stopped after seeing this scene, and looked inside the shield with some worry.

Although the Lord of Nether Valley has a dead face every day and is extremely unpleasant, but compared with Baihuamen, don't mention how kind he is, okay?

During this sensitive period, they don't want the owner of Nether Valley to be injured or topple.

Under the nervous gaze of thousands of people, the smoke inside the shield gradually dissipated, and the scene inside was also reflected in their eyes.

I saw Wenjie lying quietly in a pool of blood, with one arm missing and one leg missing, and he was breathless.

But Yuejie just stood on the opposite side of him, with his tentacles upright.

Yue Jie removed the shield calmly, and the breeze blew on his cold but extremely three-dimensional facial features.

The ink-like long hair fluttered in the wind, looking like a fairy.

Damn it, he installed it.

Zhang Fan looked at Yue Jie with a fairy-like demeanor, and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Small problem, he will put it back next time.

Yue Jie didn't know at all that the little Jiujiu in Zhang Fan's stomach suddenly stretched out his hand when he saw Wen Jie who was no longer breathing.

A stream of brown Spiritual Qi flew into Wen Jie's body instantly like a flying dragon.

Wen Jie's dead face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But his Dantian has been shattered, just like pouring water into a leaky teacup, even if the Spiritual Qi is injected to maintain his life, it will only be a moment.

Like a flash of light, it decayed rapidly, but within two seconds, the breath disappeared again.

Yue Jie frowned, he had just noticed that this person was the boss of this small group.