Chapter 218: Beheading Duanmu Ying Without having to say it, everyone knew that this was Jiang Mo's work. The piercing screams shook the entire mansion. The three elders who witnessed the tragic scene were so angry that their faces turned blue and they shouted repeatedly: "stop!""Master Jiang, what do you mean by this? Do you want to stir up a feud between the two families?!" "If you had any grudge against me, you wouldn't be alive today." Jiang Mo ignored the old man's scolding and said calmly: "If you have patience, I will accompany you to wait and see who is more important, him or Duanmu Ying." “Ahh…Ah!!” In less than a few breaths, the second elder, who had spoken harshly before, had scratched his entire face beyond recognition, and his mind was on the verge of collapse. "Jiang Mo!" "You are too bullying. Ah!!" The elder of the Five Tribes, who couldn't stand his arrogance, stood up and was about to scold him, but he also suffered a disaster. His eyes were red, and his mind, which had been tempered for sixty years, could not withstand the ravages of all kinds of pain. Every inch of flesh and blood was trembling, the bones seemed to be crushed inch by inch, the skin seemed to be completely peeled off, the eyeballs were bleeding, the internal organs were shattered, and the pain came like a wave, drowning the old soul. Everyone was horrified. Two masters of Ruyi Jin were defeated so suddenly. Did that person master the power of ghosts and gods? !

For a moment, the few remaining old men and Mr. Lu were helpless. The family dignity rooted in their blood would not allow them to bow their heads and submit to outsiders, and they were fighting against the physiological instinct of fear. The rest of the middle-aged generation, more than a dozen people, were all silent. In the end, it was the elder Lu Yue who stood up and pleaded, "Master Jiang, please show some mercy." "That's enough. If they continue like this, they will die." "Uncle Yue." "Don't ask him!" Mr. Lu endured the humiliation and almost gritted his teeth. His low voice was filled with blame. After Lu Yue's weakness, the dignity of the entire Lu family was lost. The elders of the three tribes stared at Jiang Mo with sinister eyes. They were angry but dared not vent it. They said word by word: "Master Jiang, a completely fabricated rumor has caused you to lose your composure to such an extent, and to hurt my people. Aren't you afraid that it will get out and destroy the alliance?" "You insist on following the example of the Wang family protecting Feng Tianyang and protecting Duanmu Ying's life; you treat the agreement between us disciples as a joke. You can give it a try and see if I will uproot your Lu family's thousand-year foundation." Jiang Mo's expression was as cold as ice, and he didn't seem to be talking nonsense. He had the ability to keep his word. Everyone trembled with fear when they heard this, and the three elders were terrified. Quan Xing, the Assassination Gang, the Five Directions Demon Sect, these notorious forces were severely damaged one after another by the Sanyi Sect led by Jiang Mo and were almost destroyed. No matter how arrogant and presumptuous the Lu family was, they were not expanded enough to suppress them. Just when they were feeling uneasy, Jiang Mo took ruthless action again. "what!!" "what!!!" Several middle-aged elite members of the Lu family fell to their knees at the same time, looking in a state of disgrace. The two elders were barely breathing and their eyes were dazed. If they were not treated, it would be impossible to save them.

Faced with the absolute gap in power, the people of the Lu family were disheartened. They dared not resist, nor could they compromise. Seeing this, Lu Yue frowned, unwilling to sacrifice the lives of his people, and said decisively: "Let them go, Chief Jiang." "I will bring you the person you want" "it is good." Jiang Mo stopped attacking. The five members of the Lu family who were injured and unconscious were covered in blood. They almost lost their lives due to the indecision of Lu's father and the three elders of the family. "Uncle Yue." "Ugh" In this psychological game, the Lu family was the first to be unable to withstand the pressure. The acquired method of practicing Shuangquanshou might be cut off tonight. Several old fellows who knew the inside story were gnashing their teeth in hatred. Ignoring the patriarch's angry look, Lu Yue fulfilled his promise, took several people away from the scene, and came back quickly to arrest Duanmu Ying. Lu Ci, who was supposed to be under custody, was locked up in a secret room adjacent to Duanmu Ying's, but he took the opportunity to escape and followed Lu Yue to the scene. Seeing the blood all over the ground, his face changed drastically, especially the two white figures that came into his sight, which made him suddenly understand what had happened. The news that the family was hiding Duanmu Ying leaked out, and Sanyi came to kill them! This time, Lu Ci did not yell impulsively. Instead, he dared not move at all. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His hands and feet were stiff, and the blood in his body was almost solidified. Jiang Mo's eyes fell on him, seemingly puzzled. Dozens of people in the Lu family's hall were all within the locking range of the Soul-Breaking Curse. When the younger generation of the Lu family came in, there were actually two completely different souls. At first he was not sure, but only had a rough guess. He subconsciously shifted his gaze to look at the other exactly the same soul in front of him. Duanmu Yingzi, with a haggard face, was dragged over by Lu Yue. Her limbs were broken and even her mouth was covered in blood. In order to prevent this woman from revealing the transaction with the Lu family, Lu Yue, the ugly elder of the clan, cut off her tongue while carrying out Jiang Mo's order, and the slender finger bones of both hands were cruelly broken. "Master Jiang, this is the person you want." Lu Yue's heart was beating fast and he bowed his head respectfully. The trip was extremely urgent, and he didn't even have time to torture Duanmu Ying to learn how to practice the Shuangquanshou technique. He took the initiative and decided to cripple this man without authorization. Duanmu Ying's face was covered in blood, and she was mumbling incomplete and unclear words. She raised her head with difficulty and looked at Jiang Mo, her eyes were as malicious as those of a ghost. "Your hatred is pure, let me add more fuel to it." Jiang Mo looked down at the woman from above, and his words struck directly at her heart which was twisted by hatred: "The fourth brother you've been thinking about was killed by me in southern Xinjiang not long ago." “Wuwuaaaaaaah!!!” Duanmu Ying's eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was full of blood, he couldn't even speak clearly, and tears rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. "Very sad, isn't it?"

"He was ready to die, but he set off with great regret." Jiang Mo's words were like the devil's whisper, echoing in Duanmu Ying's ears, making her frightened and unable to accept it. "I can still vividly remember Feng Yao's defeated look before he died. It was as if he was begging me to tell him the answer he wanted to hear. I am ashamed that I don't have the heart to help the beast die." "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!" Duanmu Ying burst into tears, her tears mixed with the blood on her face and stained her hair, she was so destitute that she had to suffer the consequences of her life. The next moment, words came that frightened her even more. "Of course. I know exactly what you are doing to hide your tracks." Jiang Mo identified again and again that the Soul-Breaking Curse locked onto both Lu Ci and Duanmu Ying at the same time, but he got three souls. He remembered the effect of the Double-Quan Hand and easily guessed the foreshadowing that Duanmu Ying had made in the Lu family bloodline. Duplicate the soul, memory, and consciousness, and let them sleep in another body, ready to take over at any time. It is not clear what kind of deal the Lu family made with Duanmu Ying, or whether the young man from the Lu family has a good relationship with this girl and is willing to be parasitized. But Jiang Mo's intuition told him that more than half a month had passed since the nine people parted ways, and there was definitely more than one person that Duanmu Ying controlled with the help of Shuangquan Hand. "!!!" Duanmu Ying's pupils suddenly shrank and her mind collapsed. She thought everything was flawless, but she didn't expect that the soul in Lu Ci's body was suspected to be seen through. However, Jiang Mo did not intend to expose her conspiracy just like that. He neither had such enthusiasm nor cared about the life or death of the Lu family. The former was born into a medical family and joined Jishiditang, but he hung out with the devil and could not distinguish the opposing sides of the situation. He was called a stupid dog, and his reality was consistent with his name. The latter four major families of aliens are greedy by nature and appear to be righteous, but they are nothing more than a broken-back dog that is only interested in profit. Then let it be a dog-eat-dog fight. Duanmu Ying's injury was obviously caused by Lu Yue. The overwhelming hatred spread to everyone present and it was absolutely true. A stream of blazing silver Qi flowed out of Jiang Mo's right hand, which instantly turned into a sharp spike. He held it forward and pressed it against Duanmu Ying's pupil. "Killing you this time is enough. As for your family and master, I have no interest in making things difficult for them." "If there is an afterlife, if you want revenge, it can be me or the Lu family, it's up to you." “Ah…Ah…” Duanmu Ying was heartbroken and her mind was a mess. Every word of Jiang Mo's words made her tremble from the bottom of her heart. Her fourth brother, who possessed all the eight unique skills, had been killed. How could a mere woman like her contend with him? "Pfft!" Jiang Mo stabbed down expressionlessly, and the blazing silver light penetrated Duanmu Ying's brain. A huge amount of pain poured out in an instant, and the nerve cells turned into sticky blood pus. This original body with two hands was killed to the point where there was no possibility of resurrection. The smell of blood spread to every corner of the Lu family's hall. Lu's father and the other elders felt their hearts bleeding, veins on their palms bulged, and they were extremely angry, but there was nothing they could do. "I'm sorry for disturbing you tonight." Jiang Mo first had a brief chat with Lu Yue. Compared with other elders who wanted to eat his flesh and blood, the old man in front of him was very smart and extremely rational, and was someone he could communicate with.

"It's okay. You're joking, Master Jiang. There is a misunderstanding here. I hope we can resolve the past grudge." Lu Yue knew how to strike a suitable balance. He knew that the overall strength of the Lu family was far inferior to that of the Sanyi Sect, so he did not dare to contradict them and took the opportunity to give both sides a way out. Jiang Mo did not respond to his words. He glanced across the audience and said slowly: "If you have any grudges against me because of this, and you want to vent your anger on my disciples, you should first consider the weight of the Lu family and see if it is enough to get involved." There was no anger in his words, he just spoke very calmly, but when they fell into the ears of Lu's father and several elders, they could easily hear the threat in them. The frustrated elder of the three clans snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "It's Master Jiang, you are going too far, how dare we do that?" "Jin'er, let's go." Jiang Mo ignored him, turned around and left, and Lu Jin followed him. Before crossing the threshold, the resentful and old words were heard unwillingly, and it was still the most unruly elders of the three tribes who were provoking. "I hope that Master Jiang will be in good health and live longer than those of us mediocre noble families." What's hidden is that things will change over time. When you, Jiang Mo, are no longer alive, the Sanyi Sect may no longer be able to suppress the Lu Family. It's time to settle accounts. In this regard. Jiang Mo never stopped, he walked farther and farther. The old man who lived in the Lu family burst into a tragic wail, his eyeballs bulged out, and blood oozed from all his orifices. "Yes, I will live longer than your family that has lasted for dozens of generations." He said so in his heart. (End of this chapter)