In terms of identity, Murong Xuan was only an outer disciple of the Huashan Sect.
At the lowest end of the food chain.
He had a broken leg or something, and it would be a fantasy to ask the inner disciples to help him avenge him.
But he had better luck.
I have a brother who is very powerful in the Huashan sect and has a large group of people under him.
After Murong Xuan went to beg his brother.
His brother was busy and had no time to come down in person, so he sent his men over.
The two were discussing seniority, and Murong Xuan had to call him Master.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
After Murong Xuan begged his master, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you break in. I was afraid that you would slip away quietly and let me not find you. I didn't expect that you
He actually delivered it to me! Did you see that my master is here to avenge me? He is a strong man in the Golden Core Realm and one of the best disciples of the Huashan Sect. He can kill you with one sword!"
After hearing this, Wu Yong smiled disdainfully.
What is the Golden Core Realm?
Not to mention one person, but dozens of them, I wouldn't be afraid at all.
Ignorant clown.
Murong Xuan was still immersed in the joy of pretending, and he continued: "I know you are trembling in your heart, don't be afraid. I won't let you die so easily, I will let my senior brother cut you off first
Then cut off your legs, then cut off your hands, and then castrate you and make you into a human pig! Do human pigs understand?"
According to legend.
During the Han Dynasty, there was a kind of torture called human pigging.
That means cutting off the limbs, gouging out the eyes, injecting copper into the ears to make them deaf, pouring poison into the throat, cutting off the tongue, destroying the vocal cords, rendering the person unable to speak, and then throwing it into the toilet.
Some people even cut off their noses, shave their hair and eyebrows, and then apply a medicine to destroy the hair follicles so that they will no longer grow after they fall off, and the hair will never grow again, and then they will be pulled out one by one.
If you are tired, just pull it out together.
If the skin falls off or dies during the execution, the executioner will be scorned and may even lose his job.
Some died during the execution, and those who survived were placed in the toilet and made into human pigs.
The most famous one is that Empress Dowager Lu of the Han Dynasty made Mrs. Qi into a human pig, and arranged for a special person to "take care of" her. Then she was thrown into the toilet and left to die in pain, her ears were cut off, and her face was even scratched.
Murong Xuan's thoughts are not dark.
Even the Taoist priests on the side couldn't bear to hear it.
"Murong Xuan, I came to help you for the sake of my boss. The most I can do is repay the injuries you suffered. I will never help you do anything that is harmful to nature." The Taoist frowned.
explain.
"Yes, yes, I'm just chatting, Master, don't take it to heart." Murong Xuan was afraid that the Taoist would not help him when he was angry, so he quickly gave in. But in his heart, he didn't think so, and he was still thinking about how to torture Wu Yong.
.
At this time.
Wu Yong spoke calmly, and said to the Taoist: "What you just said is human talk. I'll give you a chance. Now turn around and go down the mountain. I won't embarrass you again."
The Taoist heard this.
But I felt unhappy.
Hey.
It's obviously me who's here to cause trouble for you.
Why is it like the other way around?
You still want to give me a chance, who will give you your face!
The Taoist took a step forward and said with a dark face: "Boy, although I won't treat you so cruelly, you have hurt our Huashan sect people after all. Now kneel down and kowtow to confess, and then take the initiative to remove one leg, I can
I will no longer hold you responsible. Otherwise, I will let you know the power of Huashan Sword Technique now!"
"Oh, you still want me to see the power of Huashan's swordsmanship?" Wu Yong raised his eyebrows: "Well, I don't like forcing others to make things difficult for me. Since I'm not willing to leave, then I will comply with your wishes and see.
How powerful is your swordsmanship?"
The Taoist frowned angrily and shouted: "Seeking death!"
Swish.
He drew the long sword he carried with him.
The sword was three feet long, with a simple shape and a sharp blade. It was also engraved with many patterns of mythical beasts.
The sword flashed.
Immediately, Murong Xuan and his gang cheered for the Taoist as if they were given blood.
"Master, kill him with one sword!"
"Cut him!"
"Master, this magical weapon has killed countless young people! In our Huashan sect, it is the number one existence. Even the leader and elders favor it! I don't think you need to use a sword to kill him, just
It only takes sword energy to cut off his head!"
This group of people are touting and touting from behind.
Although it is a bit exaggerated and the Taoist is praised a bit too highly.
But judging from the Taoist's expression, it seems to be quite useful.
After all, we are all human.
Everyone likes the feeling of being praised.
The Taoist shouted coldly: "I will never kill an unknown person with my sword, please tell me your name!"
Wu Yong responded with a smile: "I'm not strong in cultivation, but I'm pretty good at pretending. If you want to know my name, you can first try my hand at me."
When the Taoist heard that Wu Yong said he was pretending.
Suddenly furious.
He swung his sword and struck at Wu Yong.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, covering Wu Yong's body from top to bottom.
What a domineering person.
Murong Xuan saw this scene and took the lead in cheering: "Okay!"
The others also shouted.
"Cut him!"
"Master is mighty!"
But Wu Yong looked at him, still unmoved, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and his right hand turned up.
Swish.
A long sword also appeared in his hand.
It’s Xuanyuan Sword!
The Taoist's long sword was slashing downwards, but Wu Yong simply swung his sword horizontally upwards.
The Taoist's sword is fast.
Wu Yong's sword is faster!
All of a sudden.
There was a great sword light between heaven and earth.
The reflection made everyone present unable to open their eyes.
"Ah, so dazzling!"
"I can't see."
"what happened?"
Everyone's sight completely disappeared until their eyesight was restored again.
A scene that no one could believe unfolded before their eyes.
Only seen.
The Taoist stood straight on the spot, staring blankly in front of him. Standing in front of him was his magic weapon.
And at this moment.
The long sword was suddenly broken into two pieces...
"What...what's going on!"
"Why did Master's sword break?"
"Look, the sword in his hand is fine!"
Everyone's eyes glanced again, good fellow, Wu Yong was holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
Needless to say, Xuanyuan Sword.
It was a magical weapon created by Wu Yong based on a sword embryo, and it was definitely not comparable to ordinary ordinary weapons.
Cut off a long sword.
A very so-so record.
However, people like Murong Xuan don't have any knowledge.
After seeing this scene, they were so frightened that they gasped in their stomachs.
"Master... Master... can you still withstand it?" Murong Xuan leaned over and asked in a low voice with his legs swinging. At this time, he already had some doubts in his heart. The helper he called might not be Wu Yong's opponent.
The Taoist gritted his teeth: "I can..."
The word "ok" has not been spoken yet.
A thud.
Suddenly he knelt down on one knee.
Murong Xuan looked down and turned pale with fright.
I saw that the crook of the Taoist's right leg was filled with blood like a waterfall!