He thought of the Ruanjin San that Tuoba Zheng had given him. He didn't think much of it at the time, but he didn't expect that it would really dissolve the internal strength he had worked so hard to cultivate for twenty years. All the practice was wasted.
"What? My skill is gone!" The second senior brother was shocked. He didn't care about Chu Shaoyang. He grabbed Qianmian Gongzi's wrist and felt that his pulse was flat and slippery. Sure enough, his skill was gone.
His face instantly turned pale and he shouted, "Young Master, what happened to you? Where did this man come from? Did he intimidate you?"
The second senior brother glared at Chu Shaoyang with unkind eyes.
Chu Shaoyang's face was expressionless, his hands were clasped behind his back, his expression was cold and arrogant, and he didn't speak.
"Yes, he indeed coerced me to come here." Young Master Qianmian said slowly.
"What a bold thief! How dare you harm my young master? Get the antidote!"
A murderous look flashed across the eyes of the second senior brother. He raised his right hand and spread out a large silver net, covering Chu Shaoyang's head.
He wanted to capture them alive and then force Chu Shaoyang to take out the antidote, so he didn't kill them as soon as he came up.
Unexpectedly, Chu Shaoyang still maintained his posture, but his figure moved backward flatly, and his net was immediately covered with nothing.
"The Qing Kung Fu is pretty good!" The second senior brother praised him, and continued to attack without any discouragement. There was already a pair of steel thorns in his palms, and he stabbed at Chu Shaoyang distractedly.
Chu Shaoyang curled his lips and said coldly: "If you don't let him stop, I don't mind adding another life here."
As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeves suddenly fluttered out, and a fierce wind blew towards the second senior brother's face. It only made the second senior brother breathless and his face changed color.
This guy is so awesome!
You can't tell from anything else, but this skill alone is far above him. It seems that even the most powerful young master in Zixiao Pavilion is not as powerful as him.
He...who is he
"Second Senior Brother, stop fighting." Young Master Qianmian gritted his teeth and glared at Chu Shaoyang hatefully.
This haunting guy, if he hadn't wanted to know the news about Shen Ning and wanted to be merciful, the second senior brother would have turned from a human into a ghost long ago.
The second senior brother was shocked and confused, and he also knew that his kung fu was too poor compared to other people's, and he was hardly worthy of carrying shoes.
He was not stupid. He suffered a loss in one move and did not immediately attack again. Otherwise, he would have lost his life.
"Young Master, is he an enemy or a friend?" The second senior brother looked at Young Master Qianmian.
"Enemy." Young Master Qianmian didn't even think about it.
"Enemy?" The second senior brother took a sharp breath of cold air, grabbed the arm of Young Master Qianmian and quickly retreated, dodged into the room where he jumped out just now, and at the same time closed the door, trying to lock Chu Shaoyang in the room where they fell. in the room.
As long as the door is closed, even if Chu Shaoyang has extraordinary abilities, he will never be able to escape from the room made of fine steel.
That room was densely covered with traps. When the time came, Chu Shaoyang would be the prey that fell into the hunter's trap and would be slaughtered by them.
It's a pity that the second senior brother's imagination was too beautiful, and the reality was too cruel.
His thoughts moved quickly, but Chu Shaoyang's movement was no slower than his.
When the second senior brother and Young Master Qianmian had just retreated, Chu Shaoyang's voice sounded behind them.
"Well, the layout here is pretty good. Young Master Qianmian, is this your home base in the capital? Tsk tsk, it's not bad, it's really good. Are these mechanisms designed by your pavilion master himself? They look very exquisite!"