C4

Even though she was injured, Jing Yan did not seem to mind at all. She was still worried about Jing Zhu and Jing Yunxiao, and told the two of them immediately. Xiao Er, Zhu Er, quickly leave. I'll stop these people.

"Haha." Go? How could he take this trash away? And how can a cripple like you block us? "

However, he did not act rashly.

Therefore, Jing Yunxiao had to endure.

The iron whip in his hand snapped once again. This time, he did not want to hit anyone, but rather hit the wheelchair Jing Yan was sitting on.

"Crunch."

The wheelchair suddenly broke into pieces, and Jing Yan fell to the ground.

"Bitch, didn't you say you were going to stop me? Why don't you just stand up and stop me? You useless cripple. "

Luo Ao humiliated his to the extreme.

"A cripple like you would rather die than live. Today, let me do a good deed and send you straight to hell."

With that, he brandished the whip again.

"You are not allowed to touch my Stilbene, and even more so, you are not allowed to touch my mother."

In the nick of time, the pillar that had collapsed earlier suddenly stood up. He disregarded his dislocated right arm and fiercely rushed to Luo Ao's side, using his other hand to tightly hug Luo Ao.

"No? What are you? A piece of trash that was once scared out of his wits by this young master dares to order this young master, go die! "

Luo Ao's heart skipped a beat as he punched the pillar heavily onto the left arm that was hugging him.

Ka-cha.

Pillar's face twitched as he fell to the ground in pain, his left arm broken by Luo Ao.

Jing Yunxiao was furious, but he had to endure it.

"Pfft, overestimating himself." Luo Ao spat towards the pillar on the ground in disdain as he continued to walk towards Jing Yan, humming: "Hmph, didn't you say you didn't want me to touch this stinking bitch and trash Xiao Xiao? This daddy will definitely touch her in front of you. "

But before he could even take a step, his legs seemed to have been bound by something. He looked down and saw the pained expression on Pillar's face, gritting his teeth as he used his feet to catch his feet.

"You are not allowed to touch my Stilbene, and even more so, you are not allowed to touch my mother."

The voice was not loud, but when it fell into Jing Yunxiao and Jing Yan's ears, it sounded like rolling thunder.

Jing Zhu's martial skills had been mediocre since he was young, and his talent was not even comparable to some of the Humble Class children. He was often guided and mocked by others in Red Leaf Town.

A few years ago, Luo Ao and the others found trouble with him and before he made a move, he was so scared that he peed his pants. This matter had always been a joke in Red Leaf Town, and ever since then, Jing Zhu had never stepped out of Jing Family.

But this time, he was extremely brave and fierce, no matter how low his cultivation was, or how many scars he had on his body, he did not cower, his resolute eyes caused Jing Yan and Jing Yunxiao's hearts to tremble.

"Tsk tsk, a trash who's pissed his pants still has a temper." Luo Ao laughed in ridicule. Since that's the case, this young master will cripple your legs and see how you can still stop me. "

With two consecutive punches, Luo Ao severely struck the pillar's two legs.

Ka-cha.

Ah …

The screams were like a thunderclap, and both the pillar's legs were broken. His forehead was covered in sweat and his expression was contorted to the extreme.

Luo Ao thought that now, Jing Zhu had no hands or legs to stop him?

But he was wrong.

"You are not allowed to touch my Stilbene, and even more so, you are not allowed to touch my mother."

However, Jing Zhu still did not give up. He repeated the words from his mouth, and in the next moment, he actually used his teeth to ruthlessly bite Luo Ao's pants.

This scene shocked Jing Yunxiao, and made Jing Yan's eyes fill up with tears.

What was a brother? What was kinship?

Not only are the people who flatter you all the time your brothers and sisters are your brothers and relatives, but when the time comes, these people might be the first people to betray you, like the other Great Emperors that Jing Yunxiao called brothers in his previous life?

A true brother would appear at the moment when you needed help the most. He might not be able to help you, but he would definitely do his best and even die for you.

At this moment, Jing Yunxiao could no longer endure.

He stood up abruptly. After going through the Reincarnation Healing Spell and the thousand year old Lingzhi's healing process, his body had already recovered by more than half. His previously weak and dispirited expression was now completely gone, replaced by an endless anger.

At this time, Luo Ao was wearing pants that had been bitten by a pillar and was extremely angry, so much so that he did not notice Jing Yunxiao at all.

A trash at the second level of chakra could actually stop him?

Luo Ao's killing intent rose, and he shouted: "Trash, since you want to die, then this young master will let you die happily."

Just as he finished speaking, Luo Ao's body trembled, a dense amount of Spirit Qi swept out from his body, surrounding the iron whip in layers, bringing it along with a gust of wind, and then smashed towards the pillar's head.

Luo Ao had long been a seventh stage practitioner of the chakra, and now that he had used spirit energy, if this fist were to hit Jing Zhu in the head, the only thing that awaited him would be death.

"No."

Jing Yan lay on the ground and shouted hysterically.

It was a pity that the Jing Yan back then had a small reputation even in the Imperial City of Hundred Warring State. She had punished the evil scum on the streets of the Imperial City, hunted profound beasts in the Beast Fighting Arena, and displayed her head on the list of the young generation of the Imperial City … And now, she could only watch helplessly as his own son was beaten up by others.

Seeing that the iron whip was about to land on the pillar, Jing Yunxiao finally moved.

Jing Yunxiao moved his feet, and his body suddenly appeared in front of the pillar like a ghost. He then casually raised his right hand, and casually grabbed the iron whip that Luo Ao had whipped over.

"What?"

Luo Ao's face stiffened, he was stupefied.

He could not understand why Jing Yunxiao would suddenly appear in front of Jing Zhu.

What was even more incomprehensible to him was that this whip strike was something that even a peak of the eighth stage of chakra cultivator would not dare to use his flesh to resist. Jing Yunxiao clearly still only had the strength of his Fifth Stage of Arterial Circulation, how did he withstand the whip when he was a piece of trash that could be easily crushed with just a finger of his, and how did he receive it so casually, so casually?

Was this still the same good-for-nothing who could be kicked to death with a single kick by him?