Yan Yuyao's face changed. The most taboo thing for women is that others mentioned her age. Although she couldn't tell her age on the outside, her time to practicing Taoism was not short. From being young and pure at that time to being able to do everything to improve her cultivation, she experienced too much suffering and was deeply saddened in her heart. Now she was turned up again, and her face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.

Her black hair danced without wind, with a faint fluorescence on it, touching the window edge, cutting it out a neat gap, like a sharp blade of magic weapons.

Yan Yuyao widened her bright eyes, which contained endless murderous intent. She shouted angrily and sneered: "Okay, okay, since you are determined to die, how could I keep trying to fulfill it?"

Her clothes flew, bringing up countless purple illusion screens. The ropa in her hand urged a series of strange red flames. Her plain hands were as crystal clear as jade, and cold lights appeared at the tips of her fingers, like a urging her to death, and rushed towards Chen Hao's vital points.

Chen Hao felt a stern and retreated rapidly. A green lotus was protecting his chest and hit the bed with his heel. He exerted force. The big bed with hundreds of kilograms flew up and penetrated the wall with a loud bang, barely avoiding the opponent's attack.

"I still want to struggle? You are destined to be unable to escape today!" Yan Yuyao's tone was cold, and the colorful light in her palm was disillusioned. A small hand bell appeared out of thin air. The bell was tied with a red-bottomed golden ribbon. As it was gently shaken, it made a series of soul-shaking sounds, as if a demon from the depths of hell was whispering softly in his ears.

Chen Hao felt that the ringtones were heard, his mind trembled violently, and his soul and body were about to escape. He was shocked and hurriedly used the Buddha's Yuan power to make his body covered with a layer of light golden light. Only then could he resist the opponent's fierce attack. A green lotus quickly turned and emitted light, bounced away the Luopa phantoms that were coming from all directions one by one.

Yan Yuyao let out a light "Huh" and shouted, "You are not afraid of my soul-swinging ringtone?" But his subordinates were even more anxious, and their purple sleeves brushed forward, and the true energy was poured into it like an iron wall. They hit a bright red high-necked bottle with a clang, hitting the latter into countless pieces, and then turned into fine powder again and fluttered in the air.

Chen Hao looked solemn. The woman in front of him was the number one enemy he had encountered since he arrived here. Although his cultivation level was only comparable to the peak of the martial arts master, his skills were endless and his moves were extremely powerful. Even if he condensed into a heart lotus, he would fall at a disadvantage, just like a small tree swaying in the wind, and the branches could be broken at any time.

He punched forward with a punch, and a shadow of a tiger jumped out of his fist. However, when it hit Naropa, it seemed like he was trapped in a hard stone mill and was shattered one by one.

Chen Hao finally changed his color, and he pinched the magic seal with his left hand. The phantom of the heart lotus quickly turned to more than one meter high, wrapping his body inside, allowing the lotus body to tremble violently, and quickly ran away and ran forward.

With a loud bang, the whole house could no longer bear the destruction and collapsed heavily, splashing dust and flying dust in the sky.

Chen Hao had already staggered a few steps away from the wooden rubble that was hitting his body, and his body was slanted and ran away in a random direction.

A hero does not suffer a loss in front of him. Although sometimes he needs to fight until the last drop of blood is shed, it is not a time to pay attention to such integrity. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It is stupid to know that he can't beat his opponent at this time and is still stupid and brave.

"Where can you escape!" A whisper came from behind, and pieces of rubble and broken wood exploded and splashed, deeply embedded in nearby bricks and stones.

A pink ropa rotated rapidly in the air, making a sound of breaking through the air, and countless red flames shot out from inside, instantly catching up with the green lotus and making a huge banging sound.

Chen Hao was hit so hard that he rushed forward, breaking a bowl-sized locust tree, and his chest was slightly stuffy. Fortunately, his internal organ was not injured. He pushed his body with one hand and pushed it forward with a fight in the air, like a swift flapping wings quickly jumping forward.

"You can't escape!" Yan Yuyao shouted sternly, moving rapidly under her feet, as fast as a purple whirlwind, and then came first, blocking her body again.

"Sir Yan, what do you want?" Chen Hao stopped, turned around and asked coldly.

Yan Yuyao's wrist rings lightly and laughs, "Not really, if you obediently make a practice furnace and cauldron, there is still room for things to turn slowly. If you are still stubborn as a stubborn donkey, then I can only kill you."

"Hmph, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Chen Hao shouted coldly. He activated his true energy, and two golden flames appeared in his eyes. The sharp pressure rushed towards the other party. The flames emitted by the pink Ropa were blown away like lanterns in the wind.

Yan Yuyao's expression changed rapidly and asked softly: "What is that in your eyes?"

Chen Hao snorted coldly, "If you are still aggressive, you are the one who kills you!"

He did not lie. The divine light of the spiritual eyes has always been invincible. It is one of his trump cards. He has not used it in front of others since he condensed the Buddhist heart lotus. I think even if this technique can only emit two divine lights like before, it can cause heavy damage to the opponent.

"Kill me? You were just like a broken dog running in panic. Isn't it ridiculous to say such words at this time?" Yan Yuyao shook her head and didn't believe it. She took out a jade hairpin from the cuffs of Ziyi Luo Shang. The three colors of light flowed on it, which was obviously a rare treasure.

She waved her hand and threw the jade hairpin out, drawing a gorgeous stream of color in the air, and came to Chen Hao in front of him without even thunder.

Feeling the sharp and sharp breath in the front of the jade hairpin, Chen Hao's face changed drastically. He didn't care about the consequences of using the divine light of the spirit eye that would cause weakness to him. The golden flames in his eyes burned wildly, and a scream turned into two sharp golden divine lights and shot out, reflecting the entire space into a dazzling golden yellow.

The divine light hit the jade hairpin, and the latter was easily broken with a "click" sound and fell gently to the ground. The light on it was dim and obviously suffered irrecoverable trauma.

Yan Yuyao didn't have time to feel sorry for her treasure, and the divine light had already rushed to her in a look of horror on her face. She was shocked and instinctively waved her arm to block her chest.

I heard a harsh sound of "ding" for a long time, accompanied by the sound of something breaking and falling.

Yan Yuyao's face turned pale, and she stared blankly at the broken golden bell body that fell on the ground, her eyes full of disbelief.

She tremblingly stretched out her finger and pointed at Chen Hao, and said in a cold voice: "I have worked so hard to collect some purple copper and begged the seniors of the sect to refine a bell magic weapon. How dare you destroy it?"

Chen Hao's feet were a little weak, and he was very disappointed that his two divine lights did not hurt the other party. He said without forgiveness: "If you want to take my life, your life will be almost gone. What else can you dare not? It's all your own fault to cause the situation in this situation!"

He suddenly felt his spirits, and two faint golden phantoms appeared in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill them all.

Yan Yuyao was shocked, and she flipped her sleeves and put away the broken jade hairpin and the broken bell on the ground. She quickly tapped under her feet, quickly retreated quickly, and disappeared beyond the high wall made of blue bricks.

There was only a whispering cry in the air: "Boy, we will meet again. Then you should not be heartless and unable to recognize me, a woman who has a relationship with you for one night!"

Chen Hao frowned slightly, and faintly realized what the other party's words had, but he couldn't guess it through. He could only shake his head and stop thinking about it.

His nose twitched gently, and the faint fragrance of the woman just now remained in the air. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful scenery that happened last night, but he just came to his mind and jokingly, who can afford to be such a colorful beauty scorpion?

After gently walking past a ruined tiles, a creaking sound was made under his feet. What was strange was that there was no voice in this huge manor. Chen Hao walked past a small attic and moved his ears and could vaguely hear the crying of a person.

He took a step and quickly walked towards the place where the sound came from. He was about to reach the source of the sound but his body paused and his face was a little strange.

Just because the convenience in front was the entrance to Linjiazhuang, two thick red doors were slanted and slanted on the side. A middle-aged man in a green brocade robe leaned over and cried loudly, but who was Lin Yufang?

The owner of the Lin Manor was torn to pieces, with many chaotic footprints on it, his arms were covered with purple face, his left side of his face was swollen and he had blood on the corner of his lips, his expression was very embarrassed, and he didn't know who beat him to this point.

Chen Hao walked up and asked in confusion: "Master Lin, are you?"

Lin Yufang turned his head blankly, and two divine lights suddenly flashed from his wooden pupils. He rolled and snatched over, crawled on the ground in front of Chen Hao, grabbed his trouser legs tightly, and kept kowtowing, while crying loudly, "Daxian, Daxian, you must make the decision for me!"

Chen Hao saw this person crying, as if he had just experienced an extremely tragic thing, frowned slightly, sighed and said, "Get up first, let's talk about anything slowly, I'll see if I can help."

Lin Yufang's crying stopped abruptly, responded softly, and kowtowed hard, then stood up and said with a sad look: "Now the war is in chaos and the bandits are everywhere. I spent a lot of money to invite a guard to the guards in my village. Who knew that it was the wolf who led the wolf into the house. These people had just mutinized and snatched my property, and they had already broken the door and left!"

"What? There is such a thing!" Chen Hao exclaimed and asked again: "What about a servant in your mansion, by the way, it's just like the Lai Fu before."
Chapter completed!