A dark wind blew across the sky, and a female ghost with disheveled hair suddenly appeared in Jiang Xinyang's mind. The female ghost opened her teeth and claws, and sent out a series of cold wind knives, destroying his mind.
Jiang Xinyang only felt that his head was swelling, as if it was about to split. He couldn't control his body, and his mental consciousness was being scraped by the evil ghost. The pain could not be described in words, so he could only hold his head and hold it in his arms.
The ground was writhing in pain.
At this moment, Qin Qing'er's voice rang in his heart: "Jiang Xinyang, don't be nervous, just follow the "Dzogchen Soul Sutra" human treasure method I taught you, and use your masculine blood to illuminate your mind, then
The evil spirits will be burned."
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Seeing Jiang Xinyang in such pain, He Suzhen felt extremely sad and asked nervously: "Mother Chen, what did you do to Mr. Jiang?"
"It's nothing, I just want him to suffer a little bit." Aunt Chen looked at He Suzhen with a sneer and said, "Miss, if you don't hide that secret from me, I will kill this kid."
He Suzhen said: "Mother Chen, I really don't know anything about ancient Taoism? Please let Mr. Jiang go."
How could Nanny Chen believe it? She shouted: "The ghost spirit is so strong that the evil ghost is seeking his life. Give him a hard time and make him suffer all the pain." While speaking, he used his mind to control the evil ghost's ghost.
Jiang Xinyang's mind was raging, making him even more miserable.
Seeing He Suzhen's anxious look, Grandma Chen smiled coldly and said: "Miss, don't worry, this is just the initial stage. Wait a moment, I will increase the power to make this poor scholar even more painful.
He can neither live nor die. In the end, if you don't give it to me, then I will cut off his flesh piece by piece with a knife and let him die in pain."
He Suzhen said hurriedly: "Mother Chen, please let Mr. Jiang go. I really don't have any Taoist treasures?" It's not that she doesn't give them, she really doesn't know what ancient Taoist treasures the He family has.
Jiang Xinyang raised his head, looked at Nanny Chen, and asked: "Nanny Chen, you are just a guest of the He family, how dare you threaten the master and bully the master with being a guest."
"So what if I bully her? Boy, what can you do to me?"
"What can I do to you? Aunt Chen, I will kill you like a chicken."
Jiang Xinyang suddenly stood up and thrust forward. Because his speed was too fast, a strong wind blew out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xinyang had rushed in front of Nanny Chen, and then hit Nanny Chen with his right fist.
This punch was faster than the one that Nanny Chen had hit him just now, extremely fast.
The fist moved and was already applied to Granny Chen's body.
Without a trace!
Nanny Chen had no idea that Jiang Xinyang would suddenly attack. As a warrior, she was extremely alert. As soon as Jiang Xinyang moved, she had captured his energy, but she could not stop him.
The opponent's speed is really too fast!
Snapped!
Jiang Xinyang punched Grandma Chen's body. There was no sound of bones breaking, but her body was broken open forcefully, just like the sound of a balloon popping.
Jiang Xinyang opened a big hole in her chest, and jet black water spurted out. Her heart was beating.
"What?"
Grandma Chen seemed unable to believe what was happening in front of her, until the severe pain in her chest made her regain her consciousness: "Who are you?"
"Jiang Xinyang, old hag, how are you? Are you still comfortable with my punch?"
Aunt Chen snorted, her eyes moved, and there was another gust of wind blowing in the air, and an evil ghost had entered Jiang Xinyang's mind.
But as soon as this evil ghost appeared in his mind, a scorching sun suddenly appeared in his mind. The hot masculine blood shone in all directions, and the evil ghost had nowhere to hide. In the hot masculine blood, the evil ghost slowly melted like ice and snow.
, until invisible...
Sensing this change, Nanny Chen let out a cry, looked at Jiang Xinyang in surprise, and said, "The sun is shining brightly, you..."
"Old Qianpo, what's going on? Your view of evil ghosts is nothing more than this." Jiang Xinyang laughed loudly.
"court death!"
Nanny Chen squinted her eyes, mobilized her spirit, held the seal, and shouted: "The evil ghost appears, the ghost comes out of the shell!" I saw an evil ghost wearing white clothes and disheveled hair flying up from behind his head, whooshing
With one sound, it entered Jiang Xinyang's mind.
This is when the ghost comes out of its shell.
It was already night by now, and the ghost of Grandma Chen could come out of her shell and wander around at night.
As soon as the evil ghost entered Jiang Xinyang's mind, a sun with boiling flames appeared above her mind. Under the illumination of the sun, her ghost spontaneously ignited. Once her body was on fire, it was uncontrollable and burned throughout her body.
Nanny Chen screamed and quickly escaped from Jiang Xinyang's mind. Although she saw the opportunity quickly, her ghost was probably burned by the sun, and only a wisp escaped back into her mind. She looked at Jiang Xinyang, as if she saw
Something terrible: "It's really the Great Sun. How is this possible? How is it possible that there is a Great Sun? Who are you?"
"You don't know who I am, so you still hurt me. It's really abominable." Jiang Xinyang reached out with his big hand, picked up Nanny Chen like a chicken, and then put her other hand on his head.
From the top, spiritual energy poured down, erasing the ghosts in Grandma Chen's mind until only a small wisp of wisdom remained.
This ray of spiritual wisdom is enough to support her sanity and consciousness.
Grandma Chen's face was pale, she looked at Jiang Xinyang with hatred and fear, and said: "You have abolished my Taoist skills?" Just now, her ghost soul was burned by Jiang Xinyang's bright sun, which was only considered as damage to the ghost soul.
It can be regrouped for a period of time, but once the natal ghost in the mind is destroyed, it will be impossible to rebuild it.
"Jiang Xinyang punched Nanny Chen: "Old Qian woman, before you used the evil ghost watch to murder me, did you think that this day would happen? Now you want to use your evil ghost watch again? Come on! Come and murder me.
me!"
Grandma Chen's martial arts body was broken up by Jiang Xinyang, her Taoist skills were abolished, and she became more fragile than ordinary people. Jiang Xinyang punched her, making her tremble all over, in great pain, and even started to cry.
Jiang Xinyang has no sympathy for Nanny Chen. If it weren't for Qin Qing'er, he might have turned into a madman now. If he has compassion for the person who murdered him, he will murder him again.
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Jiang Xinyang said to He Suzhen: "Suzhen, it was this old godly woman who beat you in the first place."
"Not bad." He Suzhen looked at Grandma Chen's embarrassed look and felt very relieved.
"Then now I will avenge you."
"Old godly woman, you deceive the host by treating her as a guest, you should be beaten!"
Bang bang bang!
Jiang Xinyang slapped her countless times.
"Old Qianpo, as a guest, you threaten the host, you should be beaten!"
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"Old Qianpo, you are an elder, you don't have the demeanor of an elder, you bully the juniors, you should be beaten!"
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After Jiang Xinyang's punches and kicks came down, Grandma Chen had been beaten to the point where she was no longer human. Her hair was disheveled and she looked like an evil ghost. She was only breathing. Jiang Xinyang threw her to the ground like a dead chicken.
He Suzhen looked at Grandma Chen who fell on the ground and asked, "What's wrong with Grandma Chen?"
"I destroyed her cultivation." Jiang Xinyang scanned it and saw a jade hairpin on He Suzhen's head, and said: "Miss He, please give me the jade hairpin on your head."
He Suzhen handed over the jade hairpin to Jiang Xinyang as promised.
Jiang Xinyang said to Zi'er: "Zi'er, go find a rope and send this old godly woman, Xiao Fen, and Liu Yunfeng to the government. These people colluded together to steal the owner's property."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang."
Seeing Jiang Xinyang's martial arts, Zi'er admired Jiang Xinyang from the bottom of his heart. This young master Jiang seemed to be gentle and weak, but this move of power was really as powerful as thunder.