Chapter 589 Jian Wushuang, Where Are You!

Jianhou Mansion, on the huge school grounds, a large number of clansmen of Jianhou Mansion stood there, headed by Jian Xinhong, the head of Jianhou Mansion, and many elders. Among the crowd, there was also a beautiful A beautiful woman, this woman is Jian Meng'er.

But whether it was Jian Xinhong or Jian Meng'er, or even all the clansmen of Jianhou Mansion, their faces were extremely pale at the moment.

One after another, with fear, anger, and resentment, they stared at a strange man sitting on the high platform of the school field.

The monstrous man was dressed in a blood robe, with a face like a monster, and with a playful smile, he passed over the body of a famous swordsman.

"Jian Xinhong, three days have passed, have you ever thought about it?"

The blood-robed demonic man's eyes were fixed on Jian Xinhong's body, and the cold voice echoed on the school grounds, "Tell me, where is that ancestral land?"

Jian Xinhong took a deep breath, looked up at the demonic man in the blood-robed robe, slowly shook his head, and said solemnly, "I don't know!"

"do not know?"

The blood-robed bewitching man's eyes turned cold, Boom! A monstrous aura suddenly rose, pressing directly towards Jian Xinhong.

The breath of this blood-robed demonic man was actually only at the level of the Eighth Heaven Realm, but to Jian Xinhong, who had just broken through the Void Realm, it was a super existence like a god.

The aura that this monstrous man in the blood-robed robe radiated at will, made Jian Xinhong feel that the whole world was being oppressed.

Pfft!

Jian Xinhong couldn't control his body at all. Although his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, his legs couldn't help but knelt down. He knelt down in front of the demonic man in the blood-robed robe, and even his head was oppressed. Go down and touch the ground.

Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and under the pressure of this breath, his internal organs felt as if they were displaced.

"demon!"

"This devil!"

"asshole!"

The surrounding clansmen of Jianhou Mansion turned red and angry when they saw that their mansion master was forced to kneel and suffer such a huge humiliation.

But no matter how angry they are, they can't do anything, and the sense of reason tells them,

To endure, only to endure!

The person in front of them is not something they can fight against at all. Even if they gather the strength of the entire Jianhou Mansion, they will not be able to hurt this monstrous man in blood.

"Jianxinhong!"

The blood-robed monstrous man spoke again, but his voice became indifferent, "You, Jianhou Mansion, are the only remaining descendants of Jianzu's lineage. where?"

"I, I..." Jian Xinhong knelt down, his forehead touched the ground, and the intermittent voice came out of his mouth, "I really... don't know, even if... even if I do, I will never tell you! "

"Really? It's really strong?" The blood-robed demon man sneered, and the next moment, the unbelievable pressure to Jian Xinhong actually surged again.

This time, Jian Xinhong was lying on the ground with the whole body being oppressed. Blood flowed from the pores of his body, turning him into a bloody man in an instant. The unprecedented pain caused Jian Xinhong to faint directly.

"Hmph, trash! Returning the descendant of the sword ancestor? It's no different from an ant."

The demonic man in the blood robe sneered. There was room for his breath to be oppressed. Although Jian Xinhong passed out, he would not die. It may only be where the ancestral land is, and he has not planned to kill Jian Xinhong just like that.

"You!" The bewitching man in the blood robe pointed to an elder in the Jianhou Mansion, "Tell me, where is that ancestral land?"

"I don't know." The elder gritted his teeth and shook his head slowly.

But as soon as his voice fell, he saw that the blood-robed demonic man waved his hand in vain, and immediately a dark green poisonous snake slammed out.

This poisonous snake is actually a dark green whip, but the edge of the whip has sharp dark green scales. Following the flick of the blood-robed demonic man, the dark green whip immediately slapped the swordsman's mansion elder. On his body, the elder spat out a large mouthful of blood with a wow sound, and his body was smashed out, and he was pulled to the edge of the school field, and finally hit the stone wall.

"Elder Shadow!"

Seeing this scene, many clansmen in Jianhou Mansion exclaimed.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

A burly clansman stepped out with a roar, waved the giant axe in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the blood-robed demon man.

"Don't!" Someone around wanted to dissuade him, but it was too late.

This clan has already taken action, and the blood-robed bewitching man has also taken action.

laugh!

The dark green long whip passed directly through the heart of the burly clansman, killing him instantly.

"Do not!"

There was a shrill cry from the crowd, but the burly clansman had already been killed.

"come here!"

The blood-robed bewitching man stretched out his finger again, pointing at one of the people in the crowd, and the person he was pointing at was... Jian Meng'er!

"Didn't you hear it?" The blood-robed bewitching man spoke again, with a hint of evil in his voice.

Jian Meng'er, whose face was pale, trembled, she raised her head, revealing a beautiful face, but at the moment this face was a combination of fear, anger, despair, and madness. Move the pace, take three steps and then stop.

The bewitching man in blood robe stared at Jian Meng'er. Seeing Jian Meng'er's beautiful face, he couldn't help licking his lips, but then he gave a cold order: "Take off your clothes."

Jian Meng'er raised her head in horror, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.

But the blood-robed bewitching man obviously didn't have that much patience. Seeing that Jian Meng'er didn't move, the dark green whip swept out again with a wave of his hand. The dark green whip was not swept toward Jian Meng'er, but toward Jian Meng'er. Behind Meng'er, a girl who looked one or two years old and had just learned to walk swept past.

The dark green whip swept past the girl's right hand, and the girl's right arm was immediately cut off.

"Wow!"

The arm was cut off, and the girl immediately let out a tragic cry.

"Lin'er!"

When Jian Meng'er saw this scene, she was instantly stunned!

That girl is her daughter!

"Take off your clothes, otherwise the next time you cut it off, it will be her head." The blood-robed demon man's face was indifferent, with a bit of evil.

"I take off! Take off!"

Jian Meng'er smiled miserably. The anger, fear, and madness on her beautiful face were all gone. There was only despair, deep despair.

Her palm unconsciously pulled the clothes and slowly fell down.

Her eyes also became empty, like a puppet.

However, in this void, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

That figure once became a nightmare in her heart, and it kept her lingering for so many years.

But now, under such despair, she couldn't help thinking of the person in her mind.

Finally, this despair broke out completely.

"Jian Wushuang!"

"Jian Wushuang!"

"Jian Wushuang!"

"Where are you!"

"Where the hell are you!"

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