Several people tried to struggle, but to no avail. The strange situation in front of them made them panic.
"It's okay if you can't move!" At this time, Fang Xiangyue walked slowly to the desk, slapped the wooden door, and said coldly, "You guys know you're wrong!"
"Wrong, how could we be wrong!" Hearing this, all the Dingkun Sect disciples were stunned, and then stared at Fang Xiangyue with resentment on their faces, "Little bastard, I advise you to let us go quickly, otherwise Dingkun
You can’t bear Zong’s wrath!”
"Who are you calling a bastard?" Fang Xiangyue didn't say anything. Fang Ange couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward and slapped Feng Ning, "That's the legitimate daughter of my Fang family. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will
I just pulled out your tongue!"
Fang Ange has always been the most calm and calm in front of others. The first time I saw her get so angry was because of Fang Xiangyue.
Fang Xiangyue naturally knew what Fang Ange was worried about. It was simply that her life experience was unknown, and the word "bastard" was too sensitive, for fear of touching her fragile heart.
Fang Xiangyue's heart warmed up, and she turned to look at Fang Ange. As expected, the other party was also looking over worriedly.
Seeing this, she immediately showed a bright smile and made a heart gesture with one hand, "Sister, thank you for helping me, I love you."
"Ahem, um."
Fang Ange's face turned red and he coughed slightly in embarrassment, but seeing that Fang Xiangyue was in a good mood, he thought he was not affected, so he felt relieved.
As for Feng Ning, although he was filled with hatred in his heart, he had to bow his head under the eaves. Although Fang Ange's beating didn't hurt, it was so embarrassing!
So, she really stopped cursing.
However, he still warned with a arrogant face, "Let us go quickly, otherwise you will regret it, our Dingkun Sect..."
"Your Dingkun Sect will be wiped out soon. Don't worry, we won't make you wait too long."
Before Feng Ning finished speaking the warning, Fang Xiangyue took it with a smile, then propped up his chin and said, "It's just that we have to settle the score with you now."
After Fang Xiangyue listed the crimes of Feng Ning and the other disciples of Dingkun Sect one by one, the hall office reviewed and confirmed that the crimes were established, and the cultivation of these people was immediately removed.
"No...this is impossible!"
He had never encountered such a situation before, and Feng Ning was filled with fear and let out a shrill roar.
However, Gaol's judgment is merciless. No matter how miserable she is, she will be punished as much as she deserves.
Come to think of it, Feng Ning has done so many immoral things that all his cultivation was drained away without leaving any trace behind.
Without the blessing of spiritual power, Feng Ning aged rapidly, and then turned into a handful of fly ash in front of everyone and disappeared without a trace.
Yes, Feng Ning and Xianyun He knew each other. They were already very old. Once they became mortals, they would naturally die directly.
As for her other disciples, their crimes were not serious enough to lead to death. They still had some cultivation left and could barely maintain their physical condition.
However, whether they can successfully go down this snow-capped mountain with such little strength depends on their luck.
As an elder of the First Immortal Sect, Feng Ning, like the person who hunted Xiao Jin before, both possess the cultivation level of the late stage of Condensation Realm. The huge energy fed back made both Fang Xiangyue and Jingtang Mu so happy that they almost took off.
The old rule is that after the energy is divided between the master and the servant, one will continue to strengthen the hall, while Fang Xiangyue's share is still stored in her Dantian in the form of psychic seeds, so that it can be extracted and refined at any time.