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Chapter Twelve Soul Whip

Chang Shisan and Xiao Yuan returned to Nanning City to share the helm.

Mo Yang returned to the helm and sword stand again, like a giant dragon, sleeping again.

Thirteen sat at the main seat in the lobby, picked up the porcelain teacup, and gently blew the hot air from the water.

Xiao Yuan stood aside and said: "Gang leader, my subordinates know that you dare to do what you do, but it is not appropriate to execute it at the helm. The law enforcement elders in the gang are all at the main helm..."

Chang Shisan replied: "What's wrong? Is there no law enforcer at the helm? Can't your helm tolerate me?"

"No, gang leader, that's not what I mean." Of course Xiao Jin didn't mean that. It doesn't matter where the execution takes place. Xiao Jin just couldn't bear to watch Thirteen suffer such cruel punishment again.

Maybe this matter will turn around when we return to the main helm. Or maybe, when Shaoan wakes up, he can persuade Shisan to hide this matter.

Xiao Jin knew that he alone could not stop it.

Chang Shisan respects the gang rules, but of course he values ​​his own creed even more. He does things according to the creed and accepts the punishment of the gang rules. This is his way of dealing with it.

"Gang leader, the law enforcement meeting will be held in the afternoon. I'll let the sub-rudder prepare it, and you can have lunch first." Xiao Jin thought to himself, it would take any minute to delay, just in case Shaoan wakes up.

Chang Shisan said: "What are you ready for? Don't worry about it blindly. It's not the first time. I know it in my heart."

The first time, although he survived with his strong internal strength, he fell unconscious on the spot after the last whip.

The Resurrection Pill is a recently created elixir created by the Tianyun Mountain Sect, so naturally I have never used it for the first time.

Thirteen's internal energy is stronger than before, and with the addition of the Resurrection Pill, recovery will be faster.

I knew for sure that Shisan must have thought that he had regained his consciousness when Shisan woke up.



Xiao Jin made arrangements according to Shisan's wishes.

The people who were notified began to discuss.

"Law enforcement meeting? Who violated the gang rules?"

"Who knows! Who dares to violate the gang rules without his life, and still gets caught?"

A disciple who joined the gang not long ago said: "The helmsman often says that anyone who violates the gang rules will be rewarded with a soul-cutting whip. I have never seen how powerful the soul-cutting whip is."

"That's because you joined too late. I've seen it before. Cut off your soul, cut off your soul. Thirty lashes will cut off your soul!"



The location of the law enforcement meeting is located at the martial arts field.

The first time I met the disciples of Nanning City was at the martial arts field.

The second time we met again, it was still a martial arts arena, but Thirteen no longer stood on a high place and accepted everyone's admiration, but accepted punishment and let everyone serve as law enforcement supervision.

On a sunny day, what people feel is not the warmth of the sun, but the chilly wind.

The huge flag flutters in the wind, highlighting the sanctity of the martial arts arena.

On the main stage, the law enforcers stood on one side.

The law enforcement elder sits at the main helm of Tianyun Mountain, and each branch has an enforcer.

These people are loyal to the Tianyun Mountain Sect and to the iron rules of the gang. Their most important responsibility is to punish those who violate the gang rules.

Xiao Yuan and Feng Yu stood on the other side. Chang Shisan turned his back to everyone and took off his outer robe, leaving only a thin white Confucian robe.

Everyone saw Chang Shisan on the stage, how could he be the gang leader!

How surprising that the leader of a gang must be punished in public.

It is indeed the largest gang in the world. It enforces the law strictly. From the gang leader to the ordinary disciples, no one can escape the rules of the gang.

Not long ago, Chang Shisan, who I had the honor to meet, was a powerful and unparalleled figure who was about to be whipped.

What did the gang leader do?

At this moment, they are concerned about these minor issues because they don't know what the Sixty Soul-Severing Whip actually means.

A voice cut through the air, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

The law enforcer shouted: "Today, Chang Thirteen, the gang leader of the Tianyun Mountain Sect, has killed all the people in the Wanbao Hall. As a gang leader, if you violate the gang rules, you will be given sixty soul-breaking whips."

It's good to kill all the people in the house, which is why the gang leader was punished.

Perhaps this level of error is what makes him worthy of a character like Chang Shisan.

Thirteen knelt on the stone slab of the main stage with his back to everyone.

Chang Shisan has not knelt down for a long time. The last time he knelt down to accept punishment was five years ago.

This kneeling seemed to take him back to the past.

To avenge their master, he and Mo Yangjian were both furious. They knew they would be severely punished, but so what!

No matter how severe the pain was, it was far less than the pleasure of killing an enemy with his hands! He just wanted to let Xingyue send these scum of the world to be buried with his master!

It's the same this time, the same revenge, the same mood, the same knowing intent.

The only difference is that this time it is for my brother Shaoan.

Xiao Yuan said: "Please use the Soul-Destroying Whip!"

One person held up the soul-breaking whip with both hands and presented it to the law enforcer. The law enforcer took it with both hands.

Xiao Jin clenched his fists and said: "Execute the whip"

Xiao Jin, Feng Yu and all the disciples knelt down in unison.

The law enforcer raised his soul-breaking whip high and began to whip.

The Soul-Destroying Whip fell heavily and hit Thirteen on the back.

In just one moment, the clothes were torn apart by the thorns. A blood-red mark instantly appeared on the skin, and blood overflowed from the scratches of the thorns.

Thirteen closed his eyes tightly.

Unexpectedly, this time it was still the same as before. Even though I was fully prepared for it, the pain was still stronger than I imagined.

Someone nearby shouted: "One!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Four!"



Everyone in the audience was frightened by the power of this soul-breaking whip.

Whoever has been naughty and mischievous has been whipped by his parents. But he never thought that whipping could reach such a terrifying level!

The white clothes had long been torn into pieces and soaked in bright red blood.

Thirteen was so overwhelmed by the heartbreaking pain that he couldn't breathe. His hands tightly clutching the top of his thighs began to tremble slightly.

The sound of counting kept coming, one sound, one sound...

"twenty!"



"thirty!"



Thirty strikes, for everyone, thirty is the number they need to bear.

Looking at the bloody wounds on the gang leader's body, everyone's hands broke out in cold sweat.

Xiao Yuan and Feng Yu were on the side. The two of them were closer than the people in the audience.

The sound of the Soul-Destroying Whip hitting the flesh was more real.

Heart-pounding! Feng Yu closed his eyes, he could no longer watch.

Time is frozen, heavy and suffocating.

"Forty-three!"

"Forty-four!"



Thirteen's strong internal strength gradually failed to support his body. He put his hands on the ground and leaned forward. Drops of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Jin bent his kneeling legs forward: "Gang leader!" His voice was filled with distress and worry.

The whipping was still going on. Xiao Jin was powerless. He could only grit his teeth and hope that time would pass faster.

The blood at the corner of his mouth mixed with the cold sweat on his forehead, dripping on the stone slab, accumulating more and more.

The entire body of the Soul-Destroying Whip was dyed red, leaving thin traces of blood on the ground behind Thirteen. These were the places where the tail of the Soul-Destroying Whip had been swept.

Thirteen had already lost track of where the count was shouting because he had no energy to spare for his hearing.

"Fifty-seven!"

"Fifty-eight!"

"Fifty-nine!"

"sixty!"

"It's done!"

The waving Soul-Destroying Whip finally stopped.

Without the next whip, Thirteen's last remaining consciousness disappeared with the withdrawal of the Soul-Destroying Whip, and he fell unconscious again.



At this time, Shaoan was still unconscious in bed, completely unaware...


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