Junior brother is always breaking down

"As expected, your hands are itchy again."

Ye Jiuli smiled lightly, with a gentle face on his handsome face, he put his hand on Nangong Sui's shoulder, and patted him on the shoulder like a good buddy saying hello.

Then, the spiritual power spread all over the palm of his hand, piercing through his shoulder blades without hesitation.

"what!"

Nangong Sui was caught off guard and was attacked by severe pain, and couldn't help but screamed out.

Everyone looked at Ye Jiuli blankly, especially the members of the Ming family, who were all dumbfounded and couldn't react for a long time.

Everyone understood that Nangong didn't dare to do anything to Ye Jiuli even if he vented his anger. The Ming family might not care about Mingyu, but the Ming family's face cannot be slapped.

Similarly, Ye Jiuli can fight back against Nangong Sui, but what he has to deal with after the counterattack is not only the revenge of the Nangong family, but also the lessons of the Ming family.

What the Ming family needs is to maximize the benefits. The Ming family will naturally pay attention to a genius like Ming Yu, but once this kind of attention conflicts with an ally like the Nangong family, the Ming family will never mind , in exchange for a piece of dark jade for the close cooperation between the two.

To put it bluntly, Mingyu's status in the Ming family cannot be compared with Nangong Sui's status in the Nangong family. Therefore, even if Mingyu is now the chief disciple of the Moshan Sword Sect, in the eyes of the Ming family, he is still comparable. But behind him stood Nangong Hao's Nangong Sui.

Ye Jiuli was very aware of his current situation, but he still made a move.

Looking at Nangong Sui who was covering his shoulders and glaring at him angrily, he smiled slightly and said softly, "How is it, are your hands still itchy now?"

Nangong Sui looked at him coldly, he didn't speak, but he looked at Ye Jiuli, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Jiuli's flesh and blood with his own mouth.

"Are your eyes itchy too?" Ye Jiuli asked in a good-tempered manner.

"Mingyu! How dare you treat me like this?!" Nangong Sui's face turned pale, and when he was supported by several members of Nangong's family, cold sweat was constantly breaking out on his forehead.

"Third Young Master! This injury is wrong!"

One of them exclaimed, his expression changed slightly as he looked at the wound on Nangong Sui's shoulder, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

He just wanted to use spiritual power to seal Nangong Sui's wound, but he didn't expect it to be unsuccessful. There was a mass of spiritual power wrapped in the wound. If he dared to expel it rashly, maybe the two different spiritual powers would blend together, and the wound would be destroyed. It will explode in a moment.

The current plan is to let Nangong Hao bleed, and wait for the group of spiritual power to be exhausted and disperse!

"What's going on?!" Nangong Sui felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously used his spiritual power to investigate. After touching the spiritual power that Ye Jiuli stuffed into his wound, he immediately withdrew his spiritual power in shock, and his blood surged for a while. Almost vomited blood.

"Mingyu, you are too deceitful!" Nangong Sui was furious, pushed away the person who was supporting him, and shouted at his four attendants, "Get him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four masters around him rushed forward!

There are three stages of heaven, earth and man, each stage is divided into ten stages, and every five stages is a watershed. These four people are all masters of four stages, and their cultivation base is definitely not something that Ye Jiuli can take advantage of at this time.

Ye Jiuli's body has only just broken through the ground level now, not even a level of ground level, so it is a full three levels away, and the moment he fights with those four people, he is immediately forced to surge with anger, even if he He forcibly suppressed the pain and didn't spit it out, and the blood was still spilling out from his lips.

Those four people were specially trained by the Nangong family to protect the Nangong family's attendants. They were very skilled and extremely ruthless. Their moves were all aimed at Ye Jiuli's joints, obviously to break his limbs on the spot. , hurt his meridians.

There was always a slight smile on Ye Jiuli's lips. He was obviously in a panic, but he was slapped several times in an instant, but he accepted it as if he had been lightly brushed. Tricks, responses, every move is not powerful, but it makes people inexplicably terrified.

No one noticed that when he was slapped on the chest again, he was sent flying, and slammed into the broken platform, a spirit stone was instantly missing from his space ring.

Those four people were definitely not kind, and Ye Jiuli was the same. After finishing what he was going to do and completing the activation of the formation, he completely let go and started fighting.

He is obviously an extremely noble person like the noble son, but after letting go of the beating, he looks like a ferocious beast in human form.

Every movement of his was elegant and standard, and every expression on his face was elegant and polite, but that way of playing with injury for injury, and the fierceness of fighting for life, made people of four levels and four stages panic.

Their original banter and teasing were completely messed up when Ye Jiuli fought back iron and blood.

No matter how unfavored Ming Yu is, he is still the ninth son of the Patriarch of the Ming Family. Even if his status in the Ming Family is not as good as that of Nangong Sui in the Nangong Family, he is the son of the Patriarch of the Ming Family. Killing someone, no one can bear the anger of a heavenly master!

So these four people were afraid, but Ye Jiuli was not.

Not only was Ye Jiuli not afraid, he was also as ambitious as a leopard, and when the four of them had to retreat, he sneered and raised a few points.

One sword makes a hole, one palm exchanges the enemy's heart and blood.

He was obviously an extremely young man with a bright future, but after his death, he seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life, and there was absolutely nothing to be attached to.

This style of play definitely should not belong to the chief disciple of the Moshan Sword Sect, nor should it belong to the child of the Patriarch of the Ming family.

Whether it is the Ming Family or the Moshan Sword Sect, their expressions are not good at the moment.

What Nangong Sui did was tantamount to infighting in front of everyone, it was tantamount to slapping Mingjia and Su Qing in front of everyone—even if there was a grudge, one shouldn't treat Ye Jiuli like a cat-and-mouse teasing and insulting!

When young people have conflicts, they retaliate, but now Nangong Sui has clearly crossed the line.

Could it be that he wanted to force Mingyu, a child of the Ming family, and the eldest disciple of the Moshan Sword Sect, to explode his inner alchemy to be considered vented?

"Senior Brother Nangong, enough is enough!"

"Master Nangong, the Ming family is definitely not a generation who allows others to trample and insult them!"

The two families spoke at the same time, obviously extremely dissatisfied.

Nangong Sui's eyes were full of smoldering, he was also the one who joined the battle, only he knew, except that at the beginning they really taught people a lesson, and later, they have been smoldering all the time!

It seems that they are aggressive and taking advantage of others, but in fact, even he himself has a lot of concerns, and he doesn't dare to kill him at all.

All the moves changed their tracks before they hit Ye Jiuli's fatal point, and in the end it looked bloody, but in fact they didn't hurt Ye Jiuli at all.

But Ye Jiuli is different. Not to mention the bloody smile on this man's spine, he is extremely tricky every time he strikes, and he seems to have no scruples, and as long as there is a chance, Ye Jiuli will definitely Catch him, who has the lowest level of cultivation, and beat him fiercely, and he always strikes at the same place every time.

At this moment, he was sure that several of his ribs must have been broken!

This yin man obviously held a sword, but he used his fists instead of the sword. As long as he got close to him, he would definitely catch him and beat him violently. Every punch was filled with spiritual power.

They were the real victims, but no one believed it, because Ye Jiuli was bleeding, but they were not, but they had internal injuries, serious ones!

However, no one believed it!

Nangong Sui was furious, and Ye Jiuli grabbed the collar again, and in an instant he punched his stomach more than a dozen times, causing him to curl up in pain.

"Mingyu, are you..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a sudden gust of cool wind blowing from behind his head, and rushed forward to hide, but it was still a step too late.

With a "bang", the back of his head was hit hard by something extremely hard, and his whole body was instantly dazzled.

He looked back subconsciously, and saw Su Mo standing beside him with a cold face, holding a big black black iron cauldron in his hand, and there was still a little red blood stain on the chubby tripod belly.

That blood seems to be his...

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