"How do you know "The Art of Refining and Replenishing the Underworld"? The Blood Lord clearly said that this is a secret technique in the fairy world." Zhang Mengmeng even forgot to continue because of surprise, allowing Lu Ziqiao under her to finally breathe for a moment, but at this moment, the person was in a coma, and whether to breathe or not seemed to be so important.

Yang Jian had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't forget that there was Zhang Mengmeng in front of him. After hearing her question, he couldn't help but sneer: "Blood Lord? Humph!" He looked at her with a sarcastic look and said in a low voice: "Tell me where it is, I will let you die happily."

"Let me die happily?" Zhang Mengmeng was stunned, then looked at him like a fool, and laughed wildly: "Hehehe...... I have been cultivated by the Blood Lord, I am beyond the world. Are you a mortal wanting to kill me?"

After a pause, he looked at Yang Jian with a glimmer of glory in his eyes, and smiled charmingly: "You are so handsome, and your qi and blood are different from ordinary people's strength, and they are much more vigorous than the ones under me. It's better to lie down obediently. I will be gentler later, and at least save your life. How about it?"

"Arrogant!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and with a sound of "shaving!", he disappeared.

At the same time, Zhang Mengmeng, who had just smiled charmingly, changed her pretty face, rolled forward in panic, and rolled directly off Lu Ziqiao.

"Sizi~~~"

The slutty sound of the negative distance contact area was particularly obvious in this quiet room, which made people feel nervous, but no one in the room had this thought at this moment.

Zhang Mengmeng rolled all the way to the corner of the wall, stood up against the wall, and looked at Yang Jian beside the bed with a defensive posture vigilantly. She looked at a finger hole in the bed with no surprise. If she hadn't reacted in time just now, she might have been pierced through her chest at this moment!

"Who are you?!" At this moment, Zhang Mengmeng finally put away her underestimation of Yang Jian.

Speaking of which, since she received the inheritance of Blood Lord, she thought she was superior and did not take mortals seriously at all. Even if Yang Jian had just broken into the door, she didn't take the force value she showed when Yang Jian broke into the door, she didn't care about it. But just the second before, when Yang Jian suddenly disappeared and suddenly appeared and pierced through the Simmons mattress with one finger like a tofu, she finally knew that Yang Jian was not simple anymore.

"You don't need to know." Yang Jian replied lightly, reached out and pulled the quilt to wrap Lu Ziqiao up and carried it on his shoulders, looked at her indifferently, and said in a quiet voice: "Ask again, where is the blood Lord in your mouth? Say it out, let you die happily."

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you?" Zhang Mengmeng was still annoyed by Yang Jian's indifferent attitude that seemed to be sure of her. She shouted and rushed up cleanly, but her speed was not slow.

"Sher!!"

I saw that her originally slender jade hands were surrounded by cold and cold at some point, and her nails also rose by several inches, flashing with cold light and mist on her head.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, okay, how many people did this guy Yi Sheng do to deal with those dead soldiers? First, it was a lost "The Art of Picking and Replenishing the Underworld", but now it is another "Xuanyin Claw" that is also lost.

Speaking of "Xuanyin Claw", it also has an extraordinary origin. If "The Art of the Underworld's Collection and Replenishment" is a cultivator's skill, then "Xuanyin Claw" is a pure external martial arts skill. People who have not practiced any martial arts can also practice it. When they are advanced, they can enter the ranks of monks from the outside to the inside. However, if there is a support for the exercise, it can make them powerfully aggressive and skillful at the beginning of their practice.

There is no doubt that neither martial arts nor martial arts can be the inheritance of the blood spirit. I think it should be the memories imprinted in the souls that formed the blood spirit.

In other words, after the blood spirit becomes a baby, it should have completely integrated those souls and memories. It not only possesses the inheritance of the blood spirit, but also has the inheritance of those souls during their lifetime!

"Paper painting!"

With the cold claws approaching, Yang Jian carried Lu Ziqiao on his shoulders, but his body was as light as a piece of paper. With the cold claws all over the sky, he could always perfectly avoid all offensives in a slight way.

"Ranjiao!"

Suddenly, just as Zhang Mengmeng's body landed and during the moves, Yang Jian's body was fixed, and he quickly pushed out a certain distance. He was in mid-air and kicked two consecutive feet. Two air blades that looked like crescent moon tear apart the air roared straight for Zhang Mengmeng to cut.

Zhang Mengmeng's pretty face was already covered with frost and solemnity. Seeing two qi blades attacking, her body leaned back, like an iron arch bridge flashing through the first qi blade, then her body continued to flip back, and she pushed her hands hard, and her whole person rolled in the air. The second qi blade also brushed her smooth spine, but she slowly landed on the ground as if she was stepping on the first qi blade.

"boom!!"

She avoided the air blade, but the wall behind her could not dodge, and the first air blade directly blasted out a gap, and the second air blade followed, expanding the gap more than doubled.

However, it was not over yet. Yang Jian's body was just falling, but his feet were stomping on the air. His body was abnormally stuck in the air, and his legs kicked out like two electric fans.

"Ranjiao. Dance randomly!"

Yang Jian yelled at a name in a random manner, his feet roaring wildly like two windmills, and qi blades poured down, as if one piece was connected. At first glance, it was like a gas trainer and just ran down Zhang Mengmeng.

"How is that possible!" Zhang Mengmeng was really panicked now, and exclaimed in disbelief. She turned around and jumped out of the big hole that broke behind her without caring.

"boom!!!"

Almost at the same time, the athlete's foot blade, which was just as good as the exercise, completely smashed the entire wall into pieces.

"What's going on?!"

Love Apartment is a building, and Zhang Mengmeng's residence is as high as the 35th floor. Previously, Yang Jian's two lame feet knocked out a big hole in the wall and attracted the attention of pedestrians downstairs. At this moment, Zhang Mengmeng jumped off the building naked, and then a torrent of air blades similar to magic rushed out, causing pedestrians coming downstairs to pay full attention. Many people even stopped the car and looked up. Some young men and women took out their mobile phones to turn on the video to shoot, and even some people started live broadcasts.

After the torrent of the air blade, Yang Jian wanted to rush out immediately, but when he saw too many people gathering downstairs, he couldn't help but hesitate and covered his mouth and nose with a curtain. Then he carried Lu Ziqiao out, walked out in the air in people's surprised eyes, and quickly chased Zhang Mengmeng, who was falling rapidly.

"Damn! What movie is this?!"

"Isn't this a movie? Isn't it possible for a drama in China to jump off a building with a naked body?"

"If it's not for a movie, how could the one behind him go out of the air?"

"Stop talking about him, just say that the beauty who jumped off the building with naked body in front is very good. Tsk tsk! Look, I always take advantage of the balcony on the floor every once in a while, and it's no different from flying eaves and walls in the novel!"

Pedestrians on the road were talking, but Zhang Mengmeng and Yang Jian showed even more shocking behavior in the next moment.

Zhang Mengmeng, who was falling rapidly, felt panic when she saw Yang Jian chasing him faster. At this moment, she knew that she was not his opponent and would undoubtedly die if she was caught up.

At this moment, it just fell to the 22nd floor. At first glance, a two-year-old child was sleeping in a stroller on the balcony. His mother was drying clothes aside. She couldn't help but stretched her hand and gently leveraged the force on the railing. She kicked the young mother, who was confused, out of the balcony with her waist and eyes. At the same time, her body rotated and swept across, sweeping the sleeping baby and stroller out of the balcony.

"ah!!!!"

"ah!!!!"

The young mother was screaming, and at the same time, she was crying and screaming at her child. However, in the deep air, even if she was close to her child, she was out of reach, helpless and desperate.

The audience downstairs were also screaming, some called the police, some were for first aid, and some even ran over to spread their arms in panic.

"Damn it!"

Yang Jian was angry. Seeing Zhang Mengmeng kicking the young mother and the child out of the balcony, she crawled into the room. She wanted to chase him, but she couldn't bear the life of the mother and son. She couldn't help but curse and threw Lu Ziqiao on her shoulders on the balcony. She stepped on the Yuebu and shaved several times and then hugged the screaming young woman in her arms. Then, Yuebu stepped on the Yuebu and held the young child in her hand, and then stepped on the Yuebu and quickly returned to the 22nd floor balcony.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you..."

Ignoring the young woman who was always grateful to her child, Yang Jian raised his feet and picked up Lu Ziqiao and carried it on his shoulders. His nose wings thrust, and then he strode towards the bedroom.

"boom!!"

He kicked open the bedroom door without hesitation and happened to see Zhang Mengmeng, who was already dressed in an ingenious manner. Without saying a word, he stepped on the shaving moment and instantly approached him, and a finger gun was stabbed as his chest.

"puff!"

"ah!"

In terms of speed, Zhang Mengmeng was obviously not as good as Yang Jian, so she could only barely react. She crossed her hands and blocked her chest. Her two jade arms were immediately poked by Yang Jian with one finger. She snorted in pain. Zhang Mengmeng turned around without hesitation and broke through the bedroom window and jumped out.

"I still want to leave!" Yang Jian shouted and used it again. The moment Zhang Mengmeng broke through the window and walked out, she appeared above her. Without any pity, she stepped on her vest.

"puff!!"

Zhang Mengmeng felt as if she was hit by a truck, and her heart and lungs almost popped out of her chest, and a mouthful of thick blood was sprayed out, and her body immediately fell to the ground like a shell.

Yang Jian was furious and did not intend to let her go like this. Yuebu stepped on her and her body quickly chased her. At the same time, Lan kicked her feet, counting until the air blade roared and cut her through Zhang Mengmeng's body.

First, his left arm was removed from his body, and Zhang Mengmeng screamed shrillly.

Then when his right arm fell off, Zhang Mengmeng was already hoarse.

Then there was the left calf and the right calf, and Zhang Mengmeng was almost fainted.

Below, the audience's mood is extremely complicated at the moment.

When they see clearly that it is a man and a woman, they tend toward Zhang Mengmeng. However, when Zhang Mengmeng threw the mother and son out of the balcony and was saved by Yang Jian, they think Yang Jian is the good person.

But now, this cruel method, Zhang Mengmeng's miserable appearance, and the blood rain that was sprinkled all over the sky made them feel that Yang Jian seemed even worse.

"puff!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

The sound of objects falling to the ground fell into their mess. Everyone looked in the sound, but did not see the imagined corpse. Instead, they only had two arms and two calves. They looked up at the sky, and they were clear and clear. The two people who were still in the air battle just now had nowhere to be seen.

If it weren't for the silences left on the ground, people would probably think that what they saw just now was hallucinations, but at this moment they felt a chill on their backs and thought in their hearts with horror: "I'm afraid I'm not a ghost just now?"

At the same time, in Lu Ziqiao's room, Yang Jian threw the fainting Lu Ziqiao and the completely disabled Zhang Mengmeng on the bed, took out his mobile phone and easily hacked into the monitoring system of the property of Love Apartment, replaced the video of him and Lu Ziqiao entering and leaving the 35th floor with the previous quiet clips, and then exited silently. The whole process took less than five minutes.

After doing all this, he put away his phone and came to the bed calmly. He looked down at Zhang Mengmeng with a look of despair and fear, and asked in a low voice: "Where is the Blood Lord?"

"You are the devil!" Zhang Mengmeng did not answer his question, but just murmured this sentence repeatedly in fear, with confusion, fear and pain in her eyes.

Obviously, she, who had a weak will, was on the verge of collapse at this moment.

Seeing this sword eyebrows slightly frowned, Yang Jian asked again in a deep voice: "Where is the Blood Lord for the last time? Tell me, let you die happily."

Death is so good!

These four words made Zhang Mengmeng wake up instantly like a spell. A desire appeared in her desperate and fearful eyes. She looked directly at Yang Jian and cried, "I said, I said! I just want you to have fun!!"

Yang Jian nodded indifferently and did not speak.

He didn't know Zhang Mengmeng's past, but since the moment she practiced "The Art of Refining the Netherworld", she was destined to have countless bloody murders, and she was not willing to die.

"I don't know where the Blood Lord is. I only know that the Blood Lord Sect has developed rapidly in the past ten years since its establishment. The Blood Lord sits with two guardians, four elders, and eight permanent deacons. Each deacon is in charge of a hall. Each hall has three deputy hall masters. The hall is distributed across the country, and there are also hall masters and deputy hall masters, and then ordinary church members. I am just an ordinary church member and I don't know where the Blood Lord is..."

Yang Jian frowned when he heard this, especially the saying "The Blood Lord's Teaching has been established for ten years", which shocked his heart.

"You are wasting my time!" said coldly, Yang Jian raised his fingers lightly and attached it to her thighs. Of course, this is not that he was lustful and wanted to take advantage of her to eat tofu, but that he wanted to crush her thighs crazy!

"No! No!!" Feeling the severe pain of oppression from the thighs, Zhang Mengmeng screamed and begged for mercy, and said anxiously: "Although I don't know where the Blood Lord is, as long as you find the master of Pucheng Hall, she will definitely know!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian relaxed his strength in his hands and said in a low voice: "Continue."

"Starlight Entertainment, Li Beini, she is the person in charge of Pushan Hall. Go find her, please, give me some fun and kill me..."

"As you wish!"

Half an hour later, the police, firefighters, reporters, emergency departments and other departments all came absent. Love Apartment Property accompanied the investigation throughout the whole process, but there was no other discovery except Yu Guohui, who was completely dead at 3501. Moreover, Yu Guohui's death made it difficult for them to associate with homicide.

Excessive indulgence, ****!

When he saw the autopsy report, the police in charge of the investigation couldn't help but laugh and cry.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!