Ling Chuxi gave the Jun-level master a cold look. She actually didn't want to be so cruel. You know, for a cultivator, the meridians and the sea of qi are damaged and finally unable to make any progress.
It is to ruin his cultivation journey and his lifelong hope, which is even more cruel than killing him.
But from what he said just now, Ling Chuxi could tell that this person had a very close relationship with the Feng family. The sword intention that turned into three rays with one sword was obviously related to the total killing of Feng Ying of the Feng family. She and the Feng family had already
It's a fight to the death situation, so naturally there won't be any room for action this time.
However, the final result of this sword was still somewhat different from Ling Chuxi's expectation. If she had followed her method, there would be no possibility of curing the meridian qi sea of this Jun-level master.
Although the trauma of his spiritual consciousness did not affect the power of Cang Yuan's sword technique, his control over his vitality was still much worse than before. He could just bully others, but if he faced an evenly matched opponent, this difference would be enough to determine life or death.
She must find a way to restore her consciousness as soon as possible. Ling Chuxi did not get carried away because of a clean victory, and secretly reminded herself.
Fan Xingran had long been looking at his men dumbfounded. This was a master of the Jun rank. How could he be sent flying by Ling Chuxi's sword and couldn't even get up?
What is this situation? For a moment, Fan Xingran's mind was a little unable to react.
"Next, it's your turn." Ling Chuxi turned her head, looked at Fan Xingran, and said lightly.
"Ah!" Hearing Ling Chuxi's voice, Fan Xingran came back to his senses, jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and screamed out.
Although he is fat and strong, he runs very fast, his two thick legs swing like windmills, and his whole body rolls outward like a rubber ball.
It's a pity that no matter how fast he moves, he can't move faster than Shi Chenhua and others who were prepared in advance.
The result of Ling Chuxi's attack was already expected by them, and they also knew what would happen next. Fan Xingran could only run a few steps before he was blocked by Shi Chenhua.
"You...what are you going to do? I am the deacon of the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce." Fan Xingran yelled sternly, trying to scare Shi Chenhua away with his identity.
It's a pity that he forgot one thing. It's not like the other party didn't know his identity. Since he took action, he didn't take his name as a deacon into consideration.
"The people who were beaten are the people from the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce." Shi Chenhua once again exposed the bad character of the Shi family in Qingyun Town. He cursed and kicked Fan Xingran on the chest, knocking him to the ground. Then, he
Seeing Ziyin and others, they rushed up excitedly and stomped on his fat body.
Fan Xingran's strength was far inferior to that of several of his subordinates. He was no match for Shi Chenhua and others. He didn't even have the strength to fight back and was beaten to the ground in a few blows.
Having witnessed Ling Lao's methods of beating Zhuo Fanglin several times, Ziyin and others have a deep understanding of it, and the methods of torturing people have been taken to a higher level, punching to the flesh and feet without missing a beat, and always looking for soft places to attack.
"Ah, help! He's killing someone!" Fan Xingran's head, which was as fat as a pig's head, soon turned into a real pig's head, with colorful flowers in bloom. He was beaten until he was rolling around and making noises like killing a pig.
Scream.
No matter how miserable he looked, Xia Yimin was frightened just by hearing the earth-shattering screams.
He could now see that the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect were well prepared and were not prepared to let Fan Xingran leave easily from the beginning, nor did they have the slightest scruples.