Douluo mainland: fox demon and little matchmaker

At the same time, the faces of Ren Yingying and others also changed, and their delicate bodies trembled.

"I...I seem to be unable to exert my inner strength..."

"Me too..."

Before they finished speaking, everyone felt weak and collapsed on the ground one by one.

Whoops!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao showed a smile, and then clapped his hands. Suddenly, dozens of men in black rushed out from the surroundings. These men in black were all disciples of the Wutian organization.

In the blink of an eye, these men in black tied up Ren Yingying and others.Of course, Jiang Shan did not escape the bad luck, and her hands and feet were tightly tied.

"Master...why?!" Han Bing's delicate body trembled, she never expected that Zhang Jiao could be so sinister.

Zhang Jiao sneered: "Good disciple, I have no choice but to do this."

"We have no choice?!"

Sun Dasheng stared at Zhang Jiao closely and cursed: "You are so pretentious, you are so hypocritical. You are such an insidious villain. Fengzi should have killed you three years ago."

After the words fell, many people present also agreed!

"Yes, Yue Feng was too kind at that time."

"This man is extremely powerful, so we shouldn't trust him."

Swish!

Hearing this, Zhang Jue's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he stared at Sun Dasheng: "Sun Dasheng, people like you deserve the worst. You are already a prisoner, and you still talk so hard. When I catch Yue Feng, kill him first. about you."

To be honest, Zhang Jiao wanted to kill Sun Dasheng right away. After all, he, Wen Chou Chou, and Yue Feng were sworn brothers and were very powerful. If they got rid of them, he would have no worries.

However, in order to attract Yue Feng to appear, Zhang Jiao still held back.

"Zhang Jiao!"

At this moment, Ren Yingying suppressed her anger and said coldly to Zhang Jiao: "You are a famous figure for a long time. Now you use such despicable means to deceive us, are you not afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"Auntie!" Yue Wuya, who was standing next to him, said loudly: "You don't need to say too much to such a shameless person."

"Stinky boy!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao's face darkened, and he was filled with anger. He took a step forward, raised his hand and slapped Yue Wuya in the face!

"Snapped!"

With this slap, Zhang Jue used all his strength. Yue Wuya's internal energy was blocked and he couldn't dodge at all. He only heard a crisp sound, and Yue Wuya groaned and was slapped to the ground, with blood on his lips!

"Boy, what qualifications do you have to tell me what to do?" Zhang Jiao said coldly: "Have you forgotten how I took care of you when you served under Yang Jian?"

Whoa!

Seeing this scene, everyone else around them was extremely angry.

This horn is too ruthless, and he will strike at the slightest disagreement. Although Yue Wuya is an adult, he is still a child in the hearts of everyone.

"Come on, drag this Yue Wuya aside and chop off both of his hands." Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed with coldness as he ordered the men around him.This Yue Wuya is the son of Yue Feng. If both hands are cut off, Yue Feng will definitely appear immediately when he is heartbroken.

As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black responded and were about to surround him.

"Stop, stop..."

At this moment, a delicate figure shouted, quickly rushed over and stood in front of Yue Wuya, his delicate face full of anxiety and determination.

It's Hai Ling'er!

Yes, Hai Ling'er stayed after the peace talks between the Kyushu Continent and the Rakshasa tribe three years ago. For the past three years, she and Yue Wuya have been inseparable and deeply affectionate.

Seeing that Zhang Jiao was about to chop off Yue Wuya's hand, Hai Ling'er didn't have time to think too much and tried her best to stop him.

Ok?

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then looked Hai Linger up and down. In three years, Hai Linger had become more charming and sexy.

A few seconds later, Zhang Jiao said coldly: "Go away!"

Zhang Jiao knew that this girl was the princess of the Haixia tribe and had a special status, but when she fell into his hands, he had no sympathy for her at all.

Hai Ling'er shook her head, with a determined look on her face: "As long as I'm here, you can't even think of hurting Brother Wuya."

"Ling'er!" Yue Wuya was so anxious that he shouted: "Leave me alone, I will lend him some courage today and see if he dares to chop off my hand."

Hai Ling'er shook her head resolutely: "Brother Wuya, you protected me before, now I will protect you."

Immediately, Hai Ling'er stared at Zhang Jiao: "You bad guy, three years ago, Sect Leader Yue kindly spared your life, but instead of being grateful, you came to harm his family. A scum like you will not die a good death." ..”

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jiao became furious and slapped Hai Ling'er hard on the face.

"Bitch girl, how dare you talk to me like that. Who am I? It's your turn to make irresponsible remarks?! Seeking death!" Zhang Jiao said coldly, raised his hand, and hit Hai Ling'er seven or eight times Come on, each slap is harder than the last!

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The crisp sound keeps ringing!

Hai Ling'er is extremely weak, how can she bear it? !At this time, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and her legs were extremely weak.But he still shouted: "Bad guy, devil, you will not die well, you will not die well..."

This bad guy deceived everyone and even wanted to cut off brother Wuya's hand. There is no more hateful bad guy in the world than him.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao was furious. He had been famous for thousands of years and was once the leader of the Yellow Turban Army who dominated the world. But now he was scolded by a girl. How could he bear it?

In anger, Zhang Jiao slapped him harder and harder!

"Hai Ling'er..."

"Zhang Jiao, you, a senior martial artist, are you still a human being when you bully a little girl?"

"Damn it, come to me if you can..."

Seeing this scene, Sun Dasheng, Ren Yingying, Yue Wuya and others all had their eyes red and kept shouting at Zhang Jiao.

Especially Yue Wuya, whose eyes were bloodshot and red, almost bursting with rage.

Hai Ling'er was so gentle and virtuous, yet she was so abused by Zhang Jue. Seeing her miserable look, she felt like her heart was being cut by a knife.

"Ha ha..."

Hear the yells and curses from Yue Wuya's people.Zhang Jiao showed an evil smile: "You can't stand it after just a few slaps? Let me tell you, I will not only beat her, but also kill her."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao looked at Yue Wuya: "Boy, do you like this princess of the Haixia Tribe? Today, I will let you feel what it feels like to have your loved one die in front of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jue's inner strength surged, and he hit Hai Linger's heart with a fierce palm!

In an instant, the faces of Sun Dasheng, Ren Yingying and others changed drastically, and their hearts were in their throats.

Brother Wuya... we will meet again in the next life.

Seeing Zhang Jue's slap, Hai Linger couldn't stop crying and closed her eyes in despair.

Yue Wuya's eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled hard to break free from the rope, but he couldn't use his internal strength to move it, so it was of no use.

"Master!" At this critical moment, an urgent cry came, with a plea on his delicate face.

It's ice.

Seeing Han Bing, Zhang Jiao frowned and withdrew his palm forcefully!

Pfft!

Han Bing bent his legs and knelt directly in front of Zhang Jue, begging: "I beg you, please spare Hai Ling'er, just for the sake of our master and apprentice. Please, spare me." Got her..."

When he said this, Han Bing almost cried.

Hai Ling'er and her brother were in love, so how could he bear to see her fade away? If Hai Ling'er died, how sad his brother would be.