The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

This voice made Locke immediately get rid of all his small thoughts, and quickly turned his head, looking cautiously at Jiang Yiran who suddenly appeared.

"Shen Wumen! Don't even think about getting out alive today..."

Jiang Yiran's words made Zhao Wu and Zhen Jiuhe, who were still in a daze, realize that these people in front of them are Jiang Yiran's enemies, and they must be killed.

Now that you know this, there is nothing more to say.

Zhao Wu arranged it directly facing the masters of Dongjiang Villa, and then these people dispersed in a hurry, wrapping everyone in the Shenwu Sect into a slightly loose encirclement.

Only the side facing the head of the God Witch Sect, only Jiang Yiran and Locke were left, and even Zhen Jiuhe was not left behind.

Zhao Wu also saw the touch between Locke and Sapium just now, knowing that such a master duel, the masters of the fourth rank are also cannon fodder.

Wu Tiao looked around at everyone in Dongjiang Villa, and smiled contemptuously, not caring at all.

"Jiang Yiran! This is your reliance? Kill you, they are just ants that I can squeeze!"

Jiang Yiran looked at this confident and inexplicable guy in front of him, and really wondered how he became the head of the Shenwu Sect.

When it comes to my territory, do I have to worry too much?
As for killing himself, it's not that Jiang Yiran looked down on others, this average level [-] expert is really too ignorant!

Just now, Jiang Yiran was concerned about Shen Muyan's safety, so he didn't use much of his strength at all. Now, the clamoring head of the Shenwu Sect, in Jiang Yiran's eyes, is already a dead bone in the tomb!
"Lock! You fight against this sect master first, and try the power of a sixth-rank master!"

Jiang Yiran didn't do it directly, but looked at Locke aside, directing him to fight against Sapium.

These words made Locke struggle a lot, but thinking of Jiang Yiran's ease and ease when dealing with him, he was comparing the strength of the sect master on the opposite side.

Locke finally gave in, drew out the machete, and walked towards the tallow tree.

"Hahaha...Jiang Yiran! Is it really exhausted? Are you going to let your fifth-rank subordinates come down to die?"

Wu Tiao just saw Jiang Yiran appearing, and he was still a little hesitant, but seeing that Jiang Yiran did not make a move himself, but let a fifth-rank master come out instead, he was almost sure that Jiang Yiran was indeed as he guessed, and had already Exhausted!
With this thought, Sapium no longer had the slightest fear, and the black light of the wizard's staff in his hand swept it towards Locke who came out.

Although Locke was terrified to death, with Jiang Yiran behind him to supervise the battle, he didn't dare to turn around and run away, so he had to bite the bullet and push forward.

Locke's fighting skills and fighting instincts are not comparable to that of Wuzhi, a quack.

It looked like an extraordinary Witch God's Scepter. Locke didn't take it hard, but moved it aside, and slashed the scimitar in his hand towards the opponent's wrist.

This knife can be said to be the pinnacle of Locke. If he had this speed before, he would not be taken seriously by the organization.

This is because he recently entered the Dongjiang Villa and obtained the body training method passed down by Jiang Yiran, which greatly increased Locke's physical strength and was able to use this lightning-fast move.

But this move is not fast at all in the eyes of Wu Tiao, the reaction speed of the fifth-rank realm is completely different from that of the sixth-rank master.

With a twist of Sapium's wrist, the Sorcerer's Staff had already turned its head and pointed towards Locke's arm.

The black light on it was dazzling, and Locke was so frightened that he flew back and escaped, but he dared not continue to attack, and circled around the tallow tree.

At the same time, he gestured to Jiang Yiran with his eyes, and asked him if he was really exhausted. If he really couldn't fight, let's run away!

Jiang Yiran smiled slightly at Locke's content-rich eyes. This calm and composed look reassured Locke a lot.

It was another knife, stabbing towards a flaw in the tallow tree.

hum...

The specially made scimitar in Locke's hand was bent by the witch's staff who didn't know when it was swept over, and it became a semicircle directly.

Locke himself was also hit by this blow, and was swept away more than ten steps away, spitting blood from his mouth, looking seriously injured.

Jiang Yiran looked at it and smiled.

This guy is really slippery.

How could this blow be so powerful?
It's true that the scimitar is useless, but Locke's injury is fake!

This slick guy obviously wasn't sure about Jiang Yiran's state. With the power of this blow, he flew a dozen steps and was about to reach the outer edge of the encirclement. This is a position where he can turn around and escape if something goes wrong.

Jiang Yiran didn't care much about Locke's slippery tricks.

After all, he had just surrendered, and he was forced to come back reluctantly by himself.

If he really fought to the death for himself, Jiang Yiran would be at a loss!

"The head of the God Witch Sect! Next, let's compete with each other! Others don't need to do anything, just watch!"

Jiang Yiran glanced at Locke, who was still vomiting blood, and said to Sapium in a cold voice.

Wu Tiao's expression froze, did this person recover in such a short time?
Shouldn't it?

Or is this person pretending to be a ghost to scare himself?
When the true qi is exhausted, even if there is any precious elixir, it is impossible to recover to perfection in a short time. Without a day or two, Wu Qiao never believes that Jiang will be able to restore his full strength.

"Hehe...Jiang Yiran! Don't force yourself! If you admit defeat now, maybe I can spare your life, why bother? The one who can recover so quickly, unless it is a god!"

Wu Sapium's words made everyone on the side of Dongjiang Villa feel suspicious, and they believed it a little bit.

Jiang Yiran smiled, and said, "Who told you that I'm exhausted? You guessed it yourself, right? Do you really think that everyone is like a waste like you, with shallow energy?"

Regarding Jiang Yiran's ridicule, Wu Tiao did not refute, but rushed to attack with a staff, and a black awn of more than a foot emerged from the tip of the staff, making the witch's staff look like a long sword.

Jiang Yiran was also very curious about the magic of the witch's staff, so he didn't use the Xinghong sword to catch it hard, but used a pair of fleshy palms to meet the attack of the tallow tree, and grabbed his throat.

This grasping caused gusts of wind, the speed was more than [-]% faster than that of the tallow tree. The whistling wind made the tallow tree's neck chill, and it didn't dare to let the witch's staff go forward, but turned the staff around and moved towards it. Jiang Yiran tapped his palm.

Jiang Yiran didn't dare to touch the witch's staff with his fleshy palm, so he immediately turned his palm, grabbed Wu Tiao's right wrist, and buckled it directly.

Wu Tiao was so startled by this blow that she was so frightened that she was in a cold sweat.

Jiang Yiran actually grabbed his wrist, and it was still the wrist holding the stick!

Wu Tiao began to struggle to break free, but Jiang Yiran clasped his fingers tightly and grabbed deeply into Wu Tiao's flesh. With this struggle, Wu Tiao's hands were bleeding, and his muscles and bones were broken.