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Chapter 165 Victory Irony(1/2)

Saw!

Jiang Yan's right palm was filled with breathing in his breath. In his palm, a thin page of paper was constantly twisting and deforming, rushing left and right.

But it was useless, it was nailed to a small area by Jiang Yan.

"Stop struggling, go to die, okay?" Jiang Yan looked indifferent, and at the same time, he mobilized all the internal energy in his body to erase the weirdness.

A stream of thick black smoke came out of his palm and drifted away.

This is the strange power of the inner energy gradually annihilated.

Hiss! Invisible strange waves hit Jiang Yan's mind over and over again, trying to affect his spirit.

But Jiang Yan has experienced its unique means, and it is useless to use it now.

Just keep your mind firmly.

What Jiang Yan wants to do now is just two words, keep it steady!

The weirdness has been imprisoned by him. As long as you keep it steady and use your internal energy to wipe it out, you can kill it smoothly.

"Are you anxious? You're crazy..."

"But, this is just useless work."

Rush rust...

Seeing that the situation was stable, Yun Peiyi led a team of gangs forward.

"Master, is this page in your hand weird?"

Yun Peiyi glanced at Jiang Yan's palm curiously and asked.

"Yeah!" Jiang Yan nodded, "How many people from the Zhou family have found?"

"There are only a dozen, but they all died. Just like before, the chest cavity and heart were gone." Yun Peiyi replied.

"Then keep looking for so many people, no matter how alive or dead, can't hide them!"

"Okay." Yun Peiyi immediately ordered the team behind him to start returning and continue searching.

And he himself stayed near Jiang Yan, "Master, what do we need to do here?"

"My here? No need for now..."

"careful!"

puff!

Yun Peiyi suddenly felt a chill behind him, and then there was a severe pain like tearing, and a sharp tip of the knife came out from his chest.

Tick ​​tick!

A thread of blood flowed down the tip of the knife, dyeing the ground red.

laugh!

The long sword was pulled back, and at the same time, it seemed to drain Yun Peiyi's entire body. He softened and fell to the ground.

"I, am I going to die?"

Yun Peiyi's eyes were blank and he looked up at the sky.

What he looked at was a pair of violent bloody eyes. The next moment, the owner of these eyes stepped across his body and rushed towards Jiang Yan.

...

"Struggle to death?"

Jiang Yan looked at the flying figure indifferently and murmured to himself.

This figure was a disciple of the Dahe Gang, one of the team that had just come with Yun Peiyi.

At this moment, his eyes were blood-red, showing a mad look, but there was a soft smile on his face.

Unspeakable weirdness.

It is obvious that this person has been controlled by strange minds!

Swish!

He jumped up and slashed his sword. While the blade was slashing, the man's skin was cracked and dry.

He instantly became a mummy, and then his body turned into ashes from bottom to top.

A thick black and red sword light appeared and cut towards Jiang Yan at a very fast speed.

Everything about this person, flesh, flesh, muscles, bones, and life, is controlled by monsters and then converted into a single blow.

Use the body of an ordinary person to burn his life and achieve a shocking blow.

"You are looking for death!" Jiang Yan was extremely angry. He raised his right palm and exhaled violently all over his body. At the same time, external power was activated and the strength in his body gathered.

Puff!

He clasped his palms hard, and a large amount of black and gray smoke came out from the gap between his five fingers. He just pinched the weirdness at the end of his strength to death!

Weird value: 115

The next moment, Jiang Yan raised his arm and punched it out, colliding with the black and red sword light that was coming at an extremely fast speed.

boom!

With Jiangyan as the center, within a radius of ten meters, the ground was broken and sunken, and a wave of earth spreads in all directions.

Smoke and dust fly.

"Ahem!"

A violent cough sounded from the smoke and dust. Jiang Yan held Yun Peiyi in his left hand and walked out slowly.

At this moment, Jiang Yan looked extremely embarrassed, with his hair scattered and covered in dust, and his right arm sleeve was shattered by the light of the knife just now.

Especially on his right hand, there was a huge hideous wound cracked.

The bright red blood slowly fell.

"Ahem!"

Jiang Yan casually put Yun Peiyi on the ground. Just now, he rushed to take the sword and was directly hit on the ground.

I also suffered some skin trauma on my right hand.

When he climbed to the ground and was about to leave, he checked Yun Peiyi's injuries.

Jiang Yan originally thought that Yun Peiyi would die if he was stabbed through with a knife.

However, after carefully examining Yun Peiyi three times, he found that Yun Peiyi had good physical signs. The knife just now seemed to have not hurt him.

As for being unconscious now, it is likely that he has lost too much blood.

The weirdness is dead, Jiang Yan also rechecked the curse bloodline on his arm and it has completely disappeared.

"Damn it, why is it so difficult to deal with just a weird thing..." Jiang Yan suddenly cursed hatefully.

Today, the strange and strange methods I encountered in the Zhou Mansion really made Jiang Yan gain insight.

Curse, possession, control people's mind...

"It seems that the more powerful the weird, the weirder the ability, and the more unpredictable the methods..."

Da da da da da!

A sudden sound of rapid footsteps came and approached quickly.

"Report!"

A disciple of Dahe Gang ran over, "Master..." He only said one sentence and stopped what he wanted to say.

"Uh..." The man was stunned by the scene in front of him. The owner of his own hall was in a mess and had no sleeves.

The little leader Yun was even more miserable. His chest was stained with blood at this moment. He fell to the ground, not knowing his life and death.

After a while, he realized, "The Lord of the Hall and the people from the Zhou Mansion have been found."

"Where?" Jiang Yan asked.

"In a very deep cellar, they... are all dead."

Speaking of this, the man looked ugly, as if he had recalled the horror scene he had just seen.

"What? Are you dead?" Jiang Yan's expression was serious. He stared at the man, "No one is alive?"

"Well! No, not one, we've checked it."

"In fact, the cellar is closed and most people are suffocated to death."

This person answered.

"Huh!" Jiang Yan breathed a long sigh and his mood suddenly became heavier.

He looked up and saw that the sky was dark and there was no trace of starlight.

"Ha... It turns out that I have done a useless task too..."
To be continued...
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