Ye Jin looked at him coldly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, but Su Muchen said coldly: "Suiyuan, why are you still standing there? Kill him!"

When Wen Suiyuan heard this, he suddenly attacked him, his movements as fast as lightning!

Ye Jin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly raised his hand to face Wen Suiyuan's palm that had reached his eyes. He had no time to pay attention to the injuries behind him. Even if the severe pain was unbearable, he forced himself to endure it.

Wen Suiyuan's hand moves are cruel, but they seem to be a little different from their first fight in Dongyou.

Ye Jin's eyes were slight, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes. However, he was seriously injured at this time. It was obviously more difficult to deal with Wen Suiyuan and Su Muchen at the same time, so he didn't have time to let him think about other things.

Slowly adjusting the true energy in his body, he clasped his hands into fists, clenched his teeth, and his body flew like an eagle, his toes snatched, and his body rose from the ground-

He stepped on the plum branch and poured his internal force on his legs. He flipped his body suddenly and exerted force with his feet, kicking out fiercely at the two people who had just turned around!

Bang, click.

He kicked Wen Suiyuan in the chest and kicked Su Muchen on the shoulder.

The two of them suddenly felt like kites with broken strings. They were kicked hard by the kick with almost tens of internal force.

The trunks were hit and plum blossoms fell down one after another.

Although he succeeded in one blow, Ye Jin spit out a mouthful of blood as his true energy backfires. When his feet fell to the ground, his body trembled slightly and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Su Muchen used his skills to regulate his energy, slowly stood up from the ground, and reached out to support his injured shoulder. Wen Suiyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat was spreading on his forehead, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

Ye Jin clenched his hands tightly.

Su Muchen looked dim and stared at Ye Jin for a while before slowly speaking: "I can't hold on anymore, right?"

Ye Jin didn't say anything, but a doubt flashed through his heart.

Su Muchen and Wen Suiyuan were both under the military stick of King Chen that day. Their backs hit the tree trunk just now, but Wen Suiyuan showed a painful look. Why did Su Muchen, apart from subconsciously covering his shoulders, look like nothing happened?

After being hit hard and after being reconciled, even if the internal injury is serious, it will not be as painful as the external injury.

So just now, the pain on Wen Suiyuan's face was real, but Su Muchen obviously didn't feel that it was too obvious.

"How can I see it?" Ye Jin raised his hand and wiped away the blood from his mouth. His eyes were still as cold as ice. "Even if I can't hold on, I have to wait until I kill you two."

"Are you sure you have this ability?" Su Muchen sneered, "Even if you have this ability, it doesn't mean we are stupid."

What's the meaning?

Ye Jin looked at him coldly, but saw that as soon as he finished speaking, two figures quickly passed by, rushed into the depths of the plum forest, and disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Ye Jin stared silently in the direction where the two men disappeared, but the thought that came to his mind was that these two people just now were not the real Su Muchen and Wen Suiyuan.

Instead, it should be... Wen Suiyuan, and the leader of Thirteen Killing in the Demon Realm.

Su Muchen was given a military stick that day, and it was impossible for him to have a fake one, so the person who did not show a painful expression just now was obviously impossible for the real Su Muchen.

However, the tone of the person who pretended to be Su Muchen and talking to Wen Suiyuan was a command that he himself did not realize. So if those two were Wen Suiyuan and his brother, then the person who pretended to be Su Muchen was the real Wen Suiyuan.
Chapter completed!