Yue Pingjian was horrified and was about to change his tactics and use all his strength. However, at this moment, his mind suddenly became chaotic. All kinds of completely different feelings such as anger, sorrow, sadness, joy, etc. poured into his heart. He wanted to cry but also couldn't.
I want to laugh, but my entire mental space is completely confused.
Ling Chuxi showed no mercy, and immediately used the first of the Seven Swords of Cang Yuan, and also used the Sword Heart Breaking Soul Technique. Even the queen of an ancient family like Gong Xi Kuangdao would be careless.
His mind was disturbed by the Sword Heart Breaking Soul Technique, let alone Yue Pingjian. Although the elixir could improve his true energy, it could not improve his state of mind. When it came to his state of mind, he didn't know how much worse it was than Gong Xi's Crazy Sword.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..." Yue Pingjian finally woke up, but was awakened by a series of crisp crackling sounds.
Immediately afterwards, there was a stinging pain on his face, as if being pricked by countless fine needles, piercing into the skin, deep into the blood vessels, and penetrating into the bone marrow.
Ling Chuxi struck Yue Pingjian's face mercilessly with one sword after another. The last blow used all her strength to send him flying away.
Boom, Yue Pingjian fell heavily to the ground, but he couldn't feel the pain on his body at all. A heart-piercing pain came from his face. Yue Pingjian wanted to scream loudly, but to his horror, he found that he couldn't even shout a single word.
If he couldn't come out, he could only whimper with all his strength.
When I touched my face subconsciously, I realized that one head had swollen into two sizes. As soon as I touched it with my hand, I felt even more excruciating pain.
Yue Pingjian was rolling on the ground in pain and kept howling and whimpering. For the first time in his life, he realized that pain can be so painful that it can make people wish to die. Unfortunately, the long sword in his hand has long been unknown.
No matter where you fly, you won't even die.
Seeing Yue Pingjian's tragic situation, everyone in the Jindan Sect showed no mercy at all. They only felt happy. If he hadn't had such dirty thoughts, how could Ling Chuxi have done such a cruel thing.
It's refreshing, it's refreshing! Lan Xinyu's face was filled with excitement and excitement. She liked watching Ling Chuxi torture others the most, it was even more refreshing than doing it herself.
Wei Zhixuan broke into a cold sweat. He thought that he was miserable enough last time and that Yue Pingjian was even worse than him. At least he was not slapped in the face.
But what is very strange is, why do I feel a little gloating about Yue Pingjian being tortured? This feeling is really weird.
"Curse, curse!" Yue Pingjian's mouth finally came out with a hoarse and vague cry for help. If he hadn't been standing close, no one would have heard clearly that he was calling for help.
At this time, Yue Pingjian was already exhausted, and no trace of his previous high spirits could be seen anymore. His hair was disheveled, his legs were twitching, his face was swollen like a pig's head and there were blood marks on the ground, and his long gown was also torn while rolling.
Turned into rags, he was even more embarrassed and miserable than the beggars on the street.
"Who are you, how dare you make trouble in our Liuyun Sect?" At this time, a fat middle-aged woman and two old men in plain robes came from a distance and shouted at everyone. The two old men
The clothes are simple, but the big sleeves are fluttering, giving him an air of majesty.
"Uncle Yue, Elder He!" As soon as Yan Rusong saw one of the old men, he secretly complained in his heart, why did this old man come so early and so late, but he came at this time.
Yes, the old man leading the charge is none other than Yue Pingjian's father, Yue Qingjie. Although Yue Qingjie usually behaves fairly, there is no way he could just laugh it off when his son was beaten like this.