Hearing Ye Fuqi's screams, the eldest son of the Qi family seemed very excited, raised his arm and whipped it again.

In the blink of an eye, there were four or five blood marks on Ye Fu's delicate body, and he was in great pain. He lay on the ground and kept rolling around.

Seeing the whip whip on her again and again, the other women's pretty faces turned pale and they didn't dare to take a breath. They were a little lucky, fortunately they were not the most beautiful one, otherwise they would have suffered now.

Soon, under the stimulation of severe pain, Ye Fu's consciousness became blurred, his body twitched slightly, and blood flowed along the corners of his mouth, and his breath was like a wandering silk.

"Don't let her die, I haven't had enough fun yet."

As the eldest son of Qi family finished speaking, a man in a suit immediately walked over with a bucket of cold water and poured it directly on Ye Fuqiu's body.

Suddenly, Ye Fu shivered and her consciousness suddenly became much more awake.

Seeing that the eldest young master of the Qi family picked up a torture instrument and came over, Ye Fu was ashamed and felt desperate. At this moment, even if she wanted to resist, she could not raise any strength and could only let the other party abuse her.

"Bang!"

Just as the eldest young master of the Qi family was about to abuse again, a loud noise suddenly came from the door. Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed towards him quickly and was approaching in a blink of an eye.

"Who?" Several men in suits reacted, shouted angrily, and hurriedly formed a wall of people to block the figure's way.

However, the figure had no intention of stopping. It was as fast as an iron pestle, hitting hard. In an instant, the bodies of several men in suits were as if they were hit hard and flew out in an instant, smashing directly through the wall behind them, dust filled with dust.

This sudden change immediately surprised everyone present, and they stood up from the sofa and looked at the person coming.

"Who are you?"

"Jianglai!"

"Jiang... Jiang comes..."

Hearing Ye Fu's weak voice, Jiang Lai turned his head and looked at the other party's bloody miserable state, his cold face was immediately filled with hostility.

"Who did it?" He looked around, word by word, and felt cold and heartbroken.

"I did it." The eldest young master of the Qi family walked out, "Boy, you are so brave. You dare to trek into my territory. Don't you know that this is the Qi family's place."

Jiang Lai narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are Qi Heng?"

"That's right! It's me." Qi Heng carried his hands on his back, looked cold and arrogant, and glanced at Jiang Lai with a squinting look. "You know who I am and dare to come here. It seems that you have a lot of courage."

"It's you." Jiang Lai nodded slowly, and Yu Guang glanced at several men beside him. Feeling the faint fluctuations emitted from those people's bodies, his heart moved slightly and asked, "Are you all from the Shenyin Society?"

"So what?"

"Shenyin will be a Taoist force at least. Since he is a Taoist practitioner, even if he does not have a compassionate heart, he should not abuse ordinary people. In my opinion, you are just a group of Taoist scum."

"Rareless!" A young man shouted coldly: "Boy, what qualifications do you have to teach our Shenyin Society a lesson? If you know the image, get out quickly, otherwise I will let you go without a reply."

"Okay." Jiang Lai looked calm, and a faint arc curled up at the corner of his mouth. The fierce aura surged in his eyes, which was as sharp as an eagle. "I was just about to experience the power of the Shenyin Association. It is rare to have a chance to meet it, so let me see it."

"Hmph! The ungrateful guy, since you want to die, I will help you."

A young man shouted loudly, his toes lightly, his body flashed out, and rushed straight towards the river.

Seeing this, the latter's eyes suddenly became cold and he waved his big hand.

Suddenly, with a "boom", the other party's body exploded instantly, and the broken limbs splattered everywhere. Because the others could not avoid it, their bodies were all stained with blood.

In an instant, everyone was shocked by the strength shown by Jiang Lai, and they had no intention of caring about the blood on their bodies.

However, with every move, a Taoist sect with a great internal strength was instantly killed. This strength was too terrifying.

For a moment, not only Qi Heng, but others' eyes became solemn, and no one dared to underestimate Jiang Lai's existence anymore.

"I have some skills, no wonder I dare to break into my house." Qi Heng smiled and said with a slight smile: "But, do you think you still have a chance to leave alive if you kill the people from my Shenyin Society?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his majestic momentum suddenly burst out, instantly covering Jiang Lai's body.

The peak realm of internal strength!

Jiang Lai was a little surprised. Qi Heng's qualifications were indeed good. He reached the peak level in his twenties, which was comparable to Liu Chuxue. Unfortunately, this level of cultivation was not enough in front of him.

As his thoughts turned, he glanced at Ye Fuli, who was almost dizzy, and saw the scars on her body, and frowned unconsciously.

When Qi Heng noticed his actions, he seemed to have some realization and smiled coldly, "Did you come for her?"

Jiang Lai slowly withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Qi Heng, "You shouldn't hurt her."

"She is your woman?"

"She is my servant."

“Is there any difference?”

"Of course there is." Jiang Lai nodded seriously, "If she was my woman, you, and your family, would bear my anger, and I would put you in a place of no return. But she is just my servant, so... I will kill you only!"

"Kill me?" Qi Heng sneered: "I am different from that waste. If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying that, he took a quick step, like a gust of wind, swept towards the river quickly. Wherever he passed, all the tables and chairs around him were flying.

"Golden Yuan Finger!"

His hands and sword fingers were hung in front of him, and the rolling spiritual power gathered wildly at his fingertips, forming a mist that was unstoppable.

Seeing Qi Heng rushing forward quickly, Jiang Lai's face remained unchanged and his eyes were calm and unremitting. However, there was a hint of coldness hidden deep in his pupils.

When Qi Heng's figure approached, he slowly poked out a hand. His movement seemed slow, but it was as fast as lightning.

"Crack!"

Before everyone could notice what was going on, they heard a crisp sound of bone cracks throughout the living room. Immediately afterwards, painful and angry screams spread to everyone's ears.

Looking closely, he saw that Qi Heng's fingers were held in Jiang Lai's hand, and Qi's roots were broken. The former had a pale face, gritted his teeth, his eyes were resentful and angry, and his other hand quickly slapped Jiang Lai's head.

However, before his hand touched Jiang Lai's body, he saw the latter grabbing him, easily locking his wrist, and then twisted it violently, and his entire arm instantly turned into a trick.

Under the stimulation of successive pains, Qi Heng felt as if he had been drained from his strength, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, his body kept twitching, and his slightly wriggling corners could not even say a word.

Jiang Lai pointed to Ye Fuqiu who was lying on the ground, "How many scars do she have on her body? I will repay her ten times!"
Chapter completed!