Wang Ying is firm and authentic.

"I don't care, you have to go for an abortion now..."

Wang Yue screamed.

Bang!

Yang Tian directly slapped Wang Yue's little butt hard.

After such a fight, Wang Yue instantly became quiet, a hint of shyness, embarrassment, and anger blush appeared on his face. Wang Yue gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Tian.

"You won't cry if you don't let you see the coffin!"

Yang Tian hugged Wang Yue and walked towards the study on the second floor.

"What are you going to do..."

Wang Yue kept struggling.

"Let you see what a wicked person is!"

Yang Tian opened the door of the study room and walked in. A bloody smell rushed towards him. Wang Yue saw the old man in the study room at a glance. Suddenly, she became nervous: "Adulter, what are you going to do? Let me go quickly, I know I'm wrong..."

Bang!

Yang Tian slapped Wang Yue’s little butt hard: “Silence me!”

In the study, the old man was half lying there, his wrist was broken, and blood kept flowing out.

The blood stained the entire floor.

Around the old man, a stream of breath kept floating.

The entire study was shrouded in a depressing and gloomy atmosphere.

Even a stubborn loli like Wang Yue was frightened by this gloomy aura after entering the study.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"

Ling Ying also walked into the study, and when she saw the old man half lying on the ground, she frowned.

“Something is not right here!”

Even Wang Ying felt strange when he walked in.

"Sister, I'm so scared..." Wang Yue broke free from Yang Tian's arms, threw himself into Wang Ying's arms, and cried out loudly: "Sister, I won't play with you anymore. Please don't hand me over to the evil one..."

Wang Ying touched Wang Yue's little head and said nervously: "Yang Tian, ​​what's going on here? Is this old man dead?"

"Not dead."

Yang Tian shook his head.

"Then what is he doing?"

Ling Ying said nervously.

Yang Tian's face was a little serious. He used his spiritual sense to stumble towards the old man. His face darkened: "You guys withdraw immediately and leave the villa immediately!"

"What?"

Ling Ying and Wang Ying were both surprised.

They had never seen Yang Tian look so nervous, and they all realized the trouble.

"I want to leave? It's too late!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Old ghost, this is my grudge against you. If you dare to hurt innocent people, I will teach you that there is no place to die!"

Yang Tian is authentic in word by word.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old man laughed.

"court death!"

Yang Tian shouted coldly, Yi came up, and slammed out with a hard palm.

Bang!

A roar sounded, and Yang Tian's attack directly shattered the old man's arm.

A stream of blood splattered out, and the old man's arm turned into a flame, instantly igniting the surrounding spiritual breath.

The old man slowly stood up: "Boy, today is your death!"

Yang Tian heard this and felt very heavy.

Because the old man chose to destroy the spirit at this moment!

That's right, this familiar aura is a sign of breaking the spirit.

Although the old man is not Yang Tian’s opponent, he is also an ancient martial artist after all. Once the spirit is broken, he will burst out ten times the terrifying power.

Yang Tian is sure that he will not die, but what about Wang Ying, Ling Ying and others?

"Breaking the spirit!"

The old man roared wildly and was about to destroy the spirit.

At this moment, the voice of the sword soul sounded: "Yang Tian, ​​immediately take out your Lingyu and tell the other party that you are the successor of the old Holy Lord of the Dark Organization!"

"oh?"

Yang Tian was confused, but he still did.

He took out the jade piece and said in a deep voice: "Old man, stop immediately, I am the successor of the old Holy Lord!"

Wang Ying and Ling Ying were both confused.

The old man is about to destroy the spirit, why didn’t Yang Tian escape? On the contrary, what is the purpose of Yang Tian taking out Lingyu?

When the old man heard Yang Tian's words, he stared at Ling Yu in Yang Tian's hand. The next second, his face changed drastically: "I finally know why this Ling Yu is so familiar... Now I know that this Ling Yu is the power of the old Saint Lord Ling Yu... Oh my God, what am I doing? I actually want to kill the old Saint Lord's successor..."

Almost the next second, the old man took back the broken spirit aura alive.

He was completely shocked.

The old man had seen Ling Yu on Yang Tian’s waist before. At that time, the old man just felt that this Ling Yu was a little familiar, if he had seen it somewhere.

And now, when Yang Tian spoke of the old holy master, the old man reacted.

If that's right, the Ling Yu in Yang Tian's hand is the power of the old lord Ling Yu.

And Yang Tian is likely to be the successor of the old Holy Lord.

"What am I doing? He actually wants to use the Breaking Spirit to kill the old Saint Lord's successor? Oh my God, if the King Guardian knew about it, he would definitely kill me!"
Chapter completed!