polar demon

Chapter 165 Jade Bow Villa ([-])

The demon's expression changed suddenly, and the ribs in his chest quickly retracted, and his whole body kept retreating away from Jiang Yuan.

The flames on it had grown stronger, making it difficult for people to tell which were its own flames and which came from Jiang Yuan.

However, the skin around it is constantly exploding, not only the outer scorched skin, but also the dark red flesh inside is also exploding and falling off in the flames.

The ghost looked at Jiang Yuan with resentment and fear:

"What is the attribute of your inheritance power? Why does it look like a flame, but... it is a flame that can hurt me?"

This demon is not afraid of fire, and has a strong resistance to the inheritance power of the fire attribute, so it was specially sent to deal with Jiang Yuan.

Yaogui was also full of confidence at first, but felt that Jiang Yuan's ability would be useless in front of him.

However, as soon as he started, the demon had already sensed that something was wrong.This flame doesn't look unusual, but it can cause serious damage to oneself.It is completely inconsistent with the information I have obtained.

This time, on the contrary, it made Yaogui feel a little bad in his heart.

At this moment, Madam Mo suddenly yelled at Jiang Yuan:

"You are so brave! How dare you attack the envoy!"

Jiang Yuan chuckled:
"Ma'am, you are annoying!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan slapped Madam Mo with his palm in the air.

Although his palm was far away from Mrs. Mo, the strong force on it had already hit Mrs. Mo's face fiercely.

Madam Mo was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, when she raised her face with disheveled hair, she saw that her jaw had been dislocated by a slap, and her mouth was crooked.

This is also Jiang Yuan's mercy, if it is useful to keep this woman, otherwise she will still be alive.

At this moment, the ghost suddenly opened its mouth wide, and a raging fire spewed out from the air, and the pillar-shaped fire came fiercely towards Jiang Yuan.

Not only did Jiang Yuan not evade, but he also walked towards the ghost:

"Yo, it still breathes fire?"

The raging fire burned all the clothes on Jiang Yuan's upper body to ashes, revealing his strong body.

However, to the ghost's surprise, only the clothes on Jiang Yuan's upper body were burned, but his body was unscathed, not even a single eyebrow was burned off.

Jiang Yuan had already come to the demon ghost at this time, and stretched out his hands to grab the demon ghost's shoulder:

"Compared with me to playing with fire, you are really tricky!"

I saw flames rising from Jiang Yuan's hands again, raging fires erupted crazily, and the flames produced by one person and one ghost gathered together, almost enveloping both of them.

In the dazzling firelight, only Jiang Yuan's ferocious laughter and the ghost's shrill screams could be heard.

The stone slabs on the ground were even torn apart by the flames, and the rest of the people could feel the high temperature blowing in their faces even though they were far away. Some people could even smell the burnt smell from their beards and eyebrows.

They stared at the scene in front of them in horror. Such a battle was completely beyond their comprehension.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan was there, otherwise, facing such a demon, I am afraid that everyone would be unable to escape the flames.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Mo screamed like she was crazy and wanted to rush up, but her husband Mo Leng firmly held her down.

In the raging fire, the ghost was burned like a candle and slowly melted. Its protruding eyeballs had already been burned, but there was boundless fear in the eye sockets.

"Let me go!" the ghost begged, "You will only cause trouble if you kill me! Let me go, I will never dare to come back!"

Jiang Yuan didn't stop, just asked:
"What are you? What are you going to do?"

The ghost hastily replied:

"I can't say, let me go, or you will die badly!"

Jiang Yuan's eyes turned cold:
"If you don't say it, you can only die!"

The flame in his hand became more and more fierce, completely ignoring the demon's pleadings, and burned it to ashes bit by bit.

The ghost energy was also greedily absorbed by Jiang Yuan, and all the surrounding fires faded away, only Jiang Yuan was still standing in place.

Cen Lei quickly took his clothes and stepped forward, Jiang Yuan turned his head and smiled at Madam Mo while wearing the clothes:
"Madam Mo, I'm so sorry, I accidentally burned your envoy to death."

Mrs. Mo looked at everything in disbelief, her beautiful eyes were looking around, as if she wanted to find the trace of the envoy.

However, she found nothing after searching for a long time, and she had to accept the reality.

Her gaze became dull, and her heart was so shocked that it set off a huge wave.

The envoy represents the will of the gods, but now he was burned alive by this man, leaving only ashes on the ground.

Her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Jiang Yuan with resentment, and she made an indistinct sound from her crooked mouth, as if she was constantly cursing.

Jiang Yuan grinned at her and said:

"Ma'am, you must know how to find those so-called 'God Envoys'? How about finding a few more to chat with me?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan winked at Cen Lei.

Cen Lei understood, stepped forward to help Mrs. Mo's chin break, and with a crisp sound, the dislocated chin has returned to its place.

Madam Mo was able to make a clear voice immediately, and she cursed at Jiang Yuan:

"You offend—"

"Slap!" Cen Lei suddenly slapped Mrs. Mo's face hard.

The corners of Madam Mo's mouth were bleeding instantly, she gritted her teeth, and continued to curse:
"The gods will not let go—"

"Snapped!"

Cen Lei slapped again without hesitation.

This slap made Madam Mo's eyes stare, she endured the pain and continued to curse:

"You blasphemers, sooner or later—"

"Snapped!"

Cen Lei waved his big hand again.

Madam Mo's plump lips were instantly split open, and blood flowed out.

Seeing Mrs. Mo's miserable state, the owner Mo Leng, his children Mo Xue and Mo Tianci all wanted to come forward to beg for mercy, but they were fiercely blocked by the gang from the Red Tiger Altar, making them unable to approach and begging from a distance.

The rest didn't even dare to persuade them.

At this moment, everyone had understood that this ghost obviously had a certain relationship with Mrs. Mo.Now Mrs. Mo not only ran into Jiang Yuan, but even worked with the ghosts. If Jiang Yuan was not there, it is unknown how many people would have died in this living room.

Such a crime, even if Jiang Yuan killed her on the spot, it would not be an exaggeration.Therefore, everyone will not easily speak to persuade.

Every time Mrs. Mo cursed, Cen Lei slapped her hard.

After a few slaps, Mrs. Mo's cheeks were swollen, her hair was messed up, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and her original dignified and wealthy posture was long gone.

Madam Mo finally didn't dare to yell and curse anymore, she just covered her cheeks and looked at Cen Lei and Jiang Yuan resentfully.

Seeing Mrs. Mo stop talking, Cen Lei stopped, too, and looked back at Jiang Yuan waiting for instructions.

Jiang Yuan was unmoved and did not speak.

Cen Lei understood, so he stretched out one hand to grab Madam Mo's hair, and then continued to slap Madam Mo's face with the other hand.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!"

Even though Mrs. Mo didn't yell and scold, Cen Lei still showed no mercy.

Madam Mo was even knocked out by a frantic slap.

Seeing this scene, Mo Leng finally couldn't hold back, and suddenly inspired his internal force to push away the Red Tiger Altar gang around him, and rushed towards Mrs. Mo.

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, swung a palm and slapped Mo Leng.

Now Mo Leng's martial arts is unmatched in the field, only Jiang Yuan has done it himself.

Seeing Jiang Yuan's palm slapping, Mo Leng hurried to catch it with both palms.

"Oh!"

After a loud noise, Mo Leng was sent flying upside down by Jiang Yuan's slap, and it took a long time before he got up from the ground.

Just as he was about to stand up straight, his expression changed and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously he had suffered an internal injury.

Jiang Yuan sneered and said:
"Master Mo, don't make mistakes. I won't show mercy to the next palm."

Mo Leng's face darkened, and he immediately understood that Jiang Yuan didn't bring murderous intentions, otherwise he would lose his life if he connected this palm.

With a sigh, he stepped forward and pulled his son Mo Tianci and daughter Mo Xue away.

His wife has committed a serious crime, and he is powerless, and now he only wants to keep the pair of children.

On the other side, Cen Lei had already brought a jar of wine, and splashed the ice-cold wine on the unconscious Madam Mo's face, waking her up.

Madam Mo woke up faintly, her eyes still blank.

At this time, Cen Lei had already thrown away the wine jar, grabbed Mrs. Mo's hair again, raised his palm and slapped it down again.

"Snapped!"

This slap came down suddenly, Madam Mo's eyes began to focus, and she was completely awake.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

After several slaps, Mrs. Mo finally broke down and began to cry loudly.

Cen Lei looked back at Jiang Yuan, but Jiang Yuan remained unmoved.

So Cen Lei's slaps fell again, one after another.

After a few slaps, Mrs. Mo's saliva, snot, and tears splashed everywhere.

"Stop it! Don't hit me anymore!" Madam Mo cried so hard that she put her hands in front of her face and begged for mercy, "Don't hit me again, please!"

She was originally a lady of the family, and later became a noble lady, even her husband respected her as a guest, never had she ever suffered such beatings and humiliation.

Cen Lei glanced at Jiang Yuan again, and Jiang Yuan finally nodded in satisfaction this time.

So Cen Lei let go of Mrs. Mo's hair, and then stood aside.

Jiang Yuan came and knelt down in front of Mrs. Mo, looking at Mrs. Mo who was originally beautiful, but at this moment, Mrs. Mo smiled and asked:
"Mrs. Mo, are you willing to talk to me about your god?"

When Mrs. Mo heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but in the end she closed her mouth and said nothing.

Jiang Yuan sighed:

"It seems that Mrs. Mo doesn't care about this little injury. Cen Lei, cut off one of her palms!"

Cen Lei took the order, drew out a sharp knife and stepped forward to kick Madam Mo over, and then stepped on one of her wrists, about to cut with the knife.

Madam Mo struggled desperately, her eyes filled with horror, she yelled frantically:

"No! Stop! Stop! I say, I say!"

Fear and excruciating pain began to overwhelm her sanity, and she finally collapsed completely.

As Cen Lei withdrew the sharp knife, Mrs. Mo covered her face and cried heartbreakingly, completely disregarding her image and temperament.

Jiang Yuan smiled with satisfaction:
"Then please tell me, Ma'am, what is your god? Where does it live? What do you like to do when you have nothing to do? Madam, you must think about it before you talk about it, or the next time I, Lord Cen Xiang, The knife will not be so easy to put away."

(End of this chapter)