It has to be admitted that the Tang family can become the first family in the Southern Tang Dynasty and stand for tens of thousands of years without falling. The bloodline is still good. Tang Junhou has obviously inherited the Tang family's tenacity virtues. Although he has already twitched all over his body, he is still there.
Persevere hard.
But everything has its limits. When the black shadow kicked the vital part between his legs, Tang Junhou finally let out a pig-killing scream.
"It's really hard for Young Master Tang. I can still hold on if I say this." A follower outside the hospital said in admiration.
"I am worthy of being my young master of the Tang family. I am really cruel to myself. This is a real man and a good man!" Tang Xiyi was even more proud.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Tang Junhou's crying cry echoing in despair in the air, "Help, help..."
Tang Xiyi and others all changed their faces. They could hear that Tang Junhou could not hold on anymore, so he dared not hesitate. He rushed over and kicked open the gate, and then rushed in.
"Not good!" As soon as they rushed to the middle, several people stopped at the same time.
According to the plan, they should take away the Seven-Star Shocking Flag before rushing in so as not to be affected by the magic power. However, they were worried about Tang Junhou's safety, so they forgot such an important thing, and the few of them were shocked and sweated.
But soon they discovered that they were still in the spiritual stage and their souls were not affected at all.
"Hey, that magic weapon has expired?" a follower said in surprise.
"Any magic weapon has limited magic power, and it cannot be endless. After so long, the magic power may have been exhausted long ago." Tang Xiyi thought for a while and said.
"Well, that's it." The other people agreed. Calculate the time, from Tang Junhou setting up the seven-star horror flag, to their hard work, to the beating that Tang Junhou was beaten, no matter how hard he said, there was no need to say that
It was two hours since they had already exceeded their expectations, and it was reasonable to exhaust their mana.
Since the power of the magic weapon has been exhausted, the few people have nothing to worry about and have taken big steps to rush into the yard.
At the same time, Tang Junhou's heart-wrenching screams as if slaughtering pigs also alarmed other saints, and many people rushed out of the room to watch the fun.
Soon, the not-wide courtyard was filled with people three circles inside and three circles. A piece of people appeared in the middle of the crowd. Under the illumination of the wind, a man saw a light nose, a swollen face, bloody face, and foaming at the mouth.
He curled up on the ground like a shrimp, his hands tightly covering his vital points, sucking cold air from his mouth, and making painful moans from his throat.
"Who is this?" Looking at the pig's head covered with blood and tears, and mixed with dust and mud, many people were confused. They were beaten up like this, but few people could recognize who it was.
"This is my young master." Tang Xiyi said with a look of grief and anger.
"What, is this Tang Junhou Young Master Tang?" Everyone around was shocked.
Although all the elites from various major temples who came to participate in the Wuji Trial this time were from the mainland countries and major temples, when it comes to family background, there are really few people who can compare with Tang Junhou, so as long as they know his identity, they will not.
If you deliberately please him, you will try your best to avoid conflicts with him. After all, no one can be sure that you can pass the trial. If you accidentally offend him and fail to go to Wuji Holy Heaven, you will definitely not have a good life in the future.
Who would have thought that someone would dare to hurt Tang Junhou like this!