Chapter 1620

Watching Beiming Jie open the door to escape, how can Xiao Junyan let him do what he wants.

This bastard dares to attack muyue. He will never let him go, let alone let him die so happily.

Xiao Junyan's figure is a flash, is disappeared in the original place, when appear again, has fallen behind the northern Ming Jie, holding a dagger flashing cold light.

"Brush!" The cold light of the dagger in the air across a beautiful arc, with the take-off splash of red blood.

"Pa Pa Pa!" Blood fell to the ground, people look so dazzling.

His back was cut by Xiao Junyan's dagger with a deep bloodstain. Beiming Jie flew forward and rushed out. His feet faltered and his body fell to the ground, sliding half a meter on the ground.

North Ming Jie completely didn't expect that he didn't even have the chance to escape in Xiao Junyan's hands.

"Let... Let me go!" Beiming Jie turns around and looks at Xiao Junyan begging for mercy.

Xiao Junyan, holding a sabre, walks slowly towards Beiming Jie. His whole body seems to be releasing the murderous spirit and chill, which makes people feel like they are in the hell of the 18th floor.

Beiming Jie half lying on the ground back, afraid of looking at Xiao Junyan.

In the face of Xiao Junyan's murderous spirit and his dark eyes as cold as a cheetah at night, he just felt that his throat had been pinched and he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Junyan stood in front of Beiming Jie and raised his foot. He almost didn't see his posture. He stepped on Beiming Jie's ankle.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of broken bones came out.

The North Ming Jie immediately looks up to the sky to send out a burst of painful scream sound, the body is all in lightly twitching.

Xiao Junyan was still walking as usual, but his other foot was still on the ankle of Beiming Jie's other foot, and he made a "click" sound of broken bones.

The whole person of North Ming Jie lies on the ground, the body is twitching, the cry in the mouth is more miserable than just now, the appearance is more miserable.

Feng Tong, sitting in the car, listened to the bleak cries coming from behind. He could tell that it was not someone else's, but the Beiming Jie he had brought with him.

He didn't expect that the most powerful Beiming Jie in his heart was so miserable and embarrassed by him when he was facing the young man.

Listening to the screams, Feng Tong couldn't move his steps, and his body couldn't move. He was afraid that his life would be lost if he moved.

The whole body of Beiming Jie was twitching. His legs were almost twisted in a strange posture. The bones of his legs were almost crushed by Xiao Junyan.

At this moment, Beiming Jie just wanted to give himself a good time. He didn't want to be tortured by Xiao Junyan any more.

"Kill... Kill me!" Because of the cry of pain, Beiming Jie's throat is a little hoarse, and he keeps shouting to Xiao Junyan.

However, Xiao Junyan did not listen to Beiming Jie at all, as if he still squatted down as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Junyan holding a sabre, the tip of the sabre against the kneecap, slowly stab.

At this time, in addition to scream, Beiming Jie had no ability to resist.

He just felt that, compared with the man in front of him, what he had done before was really too kind.

The person in front of us is the devil, the devil climbing up from the 18th floor of hell.

"Xiao... Elder martial brother Xiao..."