PS: The previous chapter was skipped when uploading, and it has been modified. Everyone cleared the cache of Zongheng APP and added the Jiliu Wushen to the bookshelf to read it. I am really sorry for causing confusion to everyone. I will make up for the extra chapter!

If people didn't understand Ye Xuan's meaning of the words "Being handsome for only three seconds" before, then now when they saw Leng Aotian vomiting blood, they finally understood the meaning of Ye Xuan's words.

Just now, he was saying that Leng Aotian was only handsome for only three seconds.

But the facts prove that Leng Aotian is indeed not as handsome as three seconds.

When he was so handsome that he spitted blood in big mouthfuls, which made his tall and handsome and handsome image that stood up in people's hearts collapse instantly.

However, people don’t understand what Ye Xuan did to Leng Aotian just now, which will make this guy suddenly become so embarrassed and depressed.

"Brother Aotian!"

"Brother Aotian!"

"Brother Aotian, how are you?"

Seeing that the breath became weak in an instant, Leng Aotian, Leng Qingguo, Ghost Dao Haotian and the others' faces changed, and they rushed to Leng Aotian to support his body, and the words with concern came out.

They never thought that Leng Aotian would suddenly become like this.

"Ahem... I'm fine, I'm just suffering a heavy mental injury!"

Leng Aotian stretched out his palm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were coldly staring at Ye Xuan and answering coldly.

"How is it? How does that palm feel?"

Looking at Leng Aotian's embarrassing and weak appearance, Ye Xuan stretched lazily and said slowly.

The third martial art of the Yin-Yang Body Rule is not only a physical attack, but also a dual attack that combines spirit and soul.

Although Leng Aotian seemed to have blocked Ye Xuan's palm, he did not block the spiritual attack and soul attack contained in Ye Xuan's palm, which caused his spirit to suffer severe damage, so he suddenly vomited blood and was injured.

"I admit that I was careless and had some troughs! I didn't expect that your attack just now contained a powerful mental attack. The suppressed handprints were just covering people's ears and ears and sounding to the east and west!"

"But Ye Xuan, do you think I will suffer a second time if I have such a loss?"

Leng Aotian stared at Ye Xuan with resentment, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

"I want you to die today. Even if the Red Emperor comes, I can't save you. After all, she said that only the younger generation is allowed to attack you, so... you are very unfortunate today!"

As Leng Aotian finished speaking, his waist thrust, his body suddenly shook, and he secretly activated the secret technique. The energy between heaven and earth continued to pour into his body at this moment, making his listless aura stronger again, and the injuries suffered on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm very unfortunate? Do you think you can fight me again with your current state?"

Hearing Leng Aotian's words, Ye Xuan's mouth couldn't help but raise a curve slightly, a sneer appeared on his face, and there was a faint voice in his mouth.

Before Leng Aotian could speak, Ye Xuan glanced at the apartment hotel not far away and continued: "I know you have a secret method to heal and improve your strength, but if you insist on fighting with me for the sake of the so-called face and suffer a severe mental injury, I will accompany you to the end. However, if you die or have left a major sequelae, then don't suddenly appear and kill me if the old things behind you are trying to kill me. I'm very tired to see them staring there!"

Leng Aotian's face was cold, his fists were pinching, and his eyes were staring at Ye Xuan, with deep anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He did not expect that Ye Xuan's eyes were so sharp. He not only saw the situation in his body, but also saw Leng Hongxiao, Jian Xilai and others watching the battle in the distance.

"What? Have you thought about it? Are you still going to fight me?"

Ye Xuan said calmly as he put all the expressions on Leng Aotian's face into his eyes.

Leng Aotian stared at Ye Xuan tightly and fell into a long silence.

He was measuring the cost and determination of using secret techniques to fight Ye Xuan forcibly when he was mentally injured.

"What's wrong with Nephew Aotian? He suddenly vomited blood, and his aura was instantly suppressed by that kid?"

In the distance, they sat on the balcony and looked at Leng Hongxiao, Song Xiyuan, and Jian Xilai, who were sitting on the balcony, quietly watching Leng Hongxiao, Song Xilai and others, and their faces all looked extremely ugly at this moment. Song Xiyuan couldn't help but ask in a deep voice at this moment.

"That boy Ye Xuan's attack method is strange. Just now, his attack was not only a physical attack, but also a mental attack, and even a higher level of soul attack. Aotian's virtuous nephew was careless and severely injured and vomited blood, and his aura became weaker!"

The sharp light flashed in Jian Xilai's eyes, and cold words came out from his mouth.

"This waste without it!"

Leng Hongxiao's face was extremely ugly, and he punched heavily on the tea table, and anger sounded from his mouth.

He had long warned that boy Leng Aotian not to be careless, but he didn't expect that the boy was still suffering from Ye Xuan's hands without listening.

"Hong Xiao, you don't have to be angry. Aotian's wife was just careless and suffered a loss! He is now suffering a severe mental injury and is in a very bad state. If he is determined to fight Ye Xuan's plan at this time, the consequences will be serious. In my opinion, let him retreat aside and rest first!"

Wu Zhongkui stretched out his palm and patted Leng Hongxiao on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I have repeatedly warned that kid to be so weird that he should not be careless, but you took my words as a warning to me. Now I will embarrass me! Retreat aside, don't be caught by that kid and act irresponsible to duel with him!"

Leng Hongxiao looked ugly and took out his cell phone and dialed Leng Aotian's phone number, with angry words coming out of his mouth.

The sudden phone rang Leng Aotian frowned. When he heard Leng Hongxiao scolding and scolding him on the phone, his face looked extremely gloomy and ugly, his fists were tightly clenched together, and his heart was filled with deep reluctance.

Ye Xuan had such a strong sense of hearing that he could naturally hear Leng Hongxiao's roar on Leng Aotian's phone. He immediately said with a joke: "What? Is it a lesson for the old guy Leng Hongxiao to do things in a bad way?"

"Do you hate me very much now?"

Leng Aotian hung up the phone and looked at Ye Xuan coldly. He heard his joking words, his eyes flashed with fierce light. He took a step forward and was about to attack Ye Xuan, but was stopped by Song Jiaoyang who was standing beside him. "Brother Aotian, don't be impulsive, that guy knows that you are deliberately provoking you when you are injured! You should rest first, and that kid will give me a lesson."

"Yes, if Brother Aotian has injuries, please rest well. Leave the rest to Brother Jiaoyang."

Leng Qingguo also agreed at this moment.

Leng Aotian's face was cold, he looked at Ye Xuan deeply, and said coldly: "Ye Xuan, you are lucky, I will let you go today!"

As Leng Aotian finished speaking, he retreated aside, while Song Jiaoyang walked out slowly at this moment.

His eyes when he looked at Ye Xuan were filled with unconcealed murderous intent and coldness: "Ye Xuan, I know you have some skills, but your fate has come to this point. I will send you on the road to the underworld."

"I'm going to Huangquan Road for a walk, but I'm afraid you're not qualified to send me on the road yet! It's better to ask me to send you to meet your dead brother in hell. He must be very painful and lonely when he is alone!"

Hearing Song Jiaoyang's words, a sneer appeared on Ye Xuan's face and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"You're looking for death!"

Song Jiaoyang's murderous intent was revealed, and his violent aura burst out. An armor condensed by gray energy appeared on his body, making his aura stronger and stronger. He took one step forward and rushed towards Ye Xuan with a huge murderous intent and the wild sand all over the sky.

This guy had no intention of keeping his hand at all, but he used all his strength when he tried, and he used the extremely lethal Crazy Sand Fist in the Song family's martial arts.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He was about to take action, but the sound filled with strong righteousness suddenly rang out at this moment: "Song Jiaoyang asked me to take your punch!"

"Boom!"

As the sound filled with strong righteousness sounded, a large amount of lightning suddenly surged on the ground, causing the people around to subconsciously retreat to the side and give out a passage.

A large number of golden lightning figures wrapped around his body flew past the passage as fast as lightning, and then slammed out with his fist, colliding with Song Jiaoyang's fist.

"Bang!"

The dull collision sounded loudly, and terrifying power roared and thunder spread across the sky. Song Jiaoyang, who attacked Ye Xuan, looked cold, and his feet suddenly exerted force, retreated to the rear with the power of countershock, resolving all the thunder that roared in the sky.

Steady his body, Song Jiaoyang raised his head and looked at the figure blocking Ye Xuan with cold eyes, his face looking extremely ugly and cold.

This is a man with strong righteousness and iron blood all over his body. He looks less than thirty years old, and his face full of contours exudes an unconcealed sense of righteousness and awe. His slender and upright figure is wrapped in a camouflage uniform and a pair of black high-tube military boots, giving people a feeling of passion.

The golden lightning surrounding his body added a bit of solemnity and solemnity to his whole body.

He is no one else, he is the young master of the Lei family, Lei Xiaoyu, one of the three heroes of Su Hai!

He was sent to the army by Mr. Lei since he was a child, guarding the underground alien demon cave, living and dying for the country, shedding blood and sweat, creating countless military achievements and glory. He is known as the little Thunder God, and is the pride of the entire Lei family.

His status and status in Su Hai are even higher than Bai Feng's, and his strength is slightly higher than that in his ranks. He is extremely respected and has a very high voice.

"Lei Xiaoyu, do you also need to meddle in other people's business?"

Looking at the group of Lei Xiaoyu who blocked Ye Xuan's attack, Song Jiaoyang's expression seemed extremely cold and ugly. The strong murderous intent in his eyes was burning and he spoke coldly.

"Mediating? I'm just doing my part!"

Hearing Song Jiaoyang's words, Lei Xiaoyu had no expression on his face, and a strong and heavy voice came from his mouth.

"What's the matter? What does it mean?"

Song Jiaoyang's face turned cold and he asked in a cold voice.

Lei Xiaoyu's eyes swept coldly across the people around him and spoke solemnly.

"Xuan Xuan is a distinguished guest of our military. The superiors ordered me to protect myself. Anyone who dares to hurt Xiao Shao is an enemy of the military!"
Chapter completed!