"Ah ah ah --!"

Elder Jiang let out an unwilling roar, and then was completely engulfed by the hurricane formed by the surge of wind and thunder.

Then came the howling and whining of the body torn by the hurricane, which was his unique skill, but now it was completely applied to him.

This is not only physical torture, but also mental destruction.

After the hurricane, elder Jiang's body, like a ragdoll, fell to the ground with a bang and spat out a large mouth of blood.

There was no complete flesh on his body, and his appearance and skin were frail at the visible speed.

He Xi, holding a long sword, stepped forward slowly and looked down at him.

Because of fear, elder Jiang instinctively wriggled his body and wanted to retreat. He murmured, "forgive me Forgive me I'm from the yuan family. I can give you countless benefits. "

"If you kill me, the yuan family will not let you go I have reported to my family that you have the method of renewing your pulse. "

"As long as you don't kill me, I I will hide it from my family for you... "

He Xi has a smile on his mouth. His beautiful face looks pure and gorgeous, but also with the childishness of the young people.

But at the next moment, the sword in her hand suddenly stabbed out, smashing elder Jiang's Dantian, "of course, I will let you live, at least let you live for a painful period of time."

"Otherwise, how can you start to inflict pain on my beaver?"

Elder Jiang let out a shrill and shrill howl, the whole person quickly aged, the skin was all wrinkled into a ball, the original white skin became white, and even the teeth also quickly fell off several.

The broken Dantian represents the loss of cultivation and the transformation into ordinary people.

An ordinary person in his or her centenary wants to know how old and weak he or she should be.

However, Jiang Changlao had taken many genius treasures, so his vitality was very tenacious. He became an old man of more than 100 years old, but he could not die. He could only look at He Xi with pain and resentment.

At this time, He Xi can no longer support it. The sword in his hand "bangs" to the ground, his body is soft, and he suddenly kneels on one knee, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

The silver needle on the body ejected from the cave, and the burning of Dantian finally stopped.

"Boss, are you ok?" Little golden dragon sprang out of the space and quickly dragged He Xi's body.

The egg also runs out of the space, pours to He Xi side to cry: "mother, what's the matter with you? Don't scare the balls! "

One side said, the egg side desperately to the He river body to deliver spirit.

The Lingqi of the egg is the same as that of Hexi. As soon as the Lingqi enters the body, it will soon make Dantian feel a lot better after burning.

He Xi's face is still as pale as paper, but he reaches out and touches the head of the egg gently, "the egg is lovely, and the mother is OK."

Egg holding the hand of He Xi confirmed several times, until he was sure that his beloved mother was ok, he cried.

"Mother, don't scare the egg, don't see you hurt, don't see you spit blood!"

"The bad mother threw the egg back to the space and hurt herself. The egg won't believe you any more. Whoa ~ ~"

He Xi can sneer at the beating of a group of martial artists, but he can't help crying egg. He frowned with headache.

Little golden dragon watched a good play and saw that He Xi couldn't help it. Then he went forward and said: "egg, the bad guy who hurt the eldest brother is still alive. Call on little purple. Let's treat them well together!"