Zhao Shun, who was usually timid and timid, looked a little scared inadvertently in his current appearance. The disciple of Xianyunju who spoke was somewhat frightened and backed away and got out of the way.
Fang Yuan held a sharp knife in his hand, looked at Zhao Shun, smiled disdainfully, with a murderous look in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "You asked for this, let's see how I teach you a lesson today."
"ah"
Zhao Shun roared angrily, ran up, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and rushed towards Fang Yuan. Everyone ducked and gave way to both sides. Fang Yuan picked up the sharp knife in his hand and rushed forward.
With a "crack", Fang Yuan nimbly dodged Zhao Shun's wooden stick, lowered his head and bent over, and pulled the knife towards Zhao Shun's waist.
"Hoho, good job, Brother Fang."
"Brother Fang is mighty."
All the Xianyunju disciples cheered as if they were watching a play.
Zhao Shun jumped in the air, the clothes around his waist were torn, and the blood instantly stained the clothes. Zhao Shun felt a coldness on his waist and a sharp pain. He had a painful look on his face. He looked down and touched his waist with his left hand. , raised his hand and saw that it was full of blood. Zhao Shun gritted his teeth, roared, turned around and charged forward again.
Hearing Zhao Shun's voice, Zhao Er and Zhao Zhang came out. Seeing Zhao Shun injured, Zhao Er shouted in panic: "Brother..."
At this shout, Zhao Shun stopped and turned around, whispering softly: "Dad, big brother..."
With the "swish" of the knife, Zhao Shun felt a sharp pain in his arm. He unconsciously let go of the wooden stick in his hand. When he turned around, he saw that Fang Yuan had already kicked him.
Zhao Shun flew backwards, rolled twice, and fell in front of Zhao Er's house. Zhao Er quickly stepped forward and supported Zhao Shun: "Brother, are you okay?"
Zhao Zhang glanced at Zhao Shun, his brows filled with anger, and his red eyes said fiercely to Zhao Er: "Let him go, he is not your eldest brother, your eldest brother is already dead."
"puff"
Zhao Shun spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Zhao Er, and looked at Zhao Zhang. He looked a little painful, but gritted his teeth and stood up. With a roar, the blood in his mouth flew out with the spit, and he rushed towards Fang Yuan again. .
"Brother..." Zhao Er wanted to stop Zhao Shun, but Zhao Zhang behind him stretched out his hand, but still stopped.
Looking at Zhao Shun rushing towards him, Fang Yuan took a lunge, bent his body slightly, panted heavily, and licked his tongue on his excited face, looking confident. With a "pop", Fang Yuan avoided Zhao Shun's front and swept his right foot towards Zhao Shun's lower body. Zhao Shun lost his balance and flew to the ground.
Fang Yuan put away his body, came to Zhao Shun in two steps, looked down at Zhao Shun, stepped on Zhao Shun's back with his right foot, lowered his body slightly, put his right hand on his right knee, and said disdainfully: "I will give you a chance today. If you still want to stay in Xianyunju, then you will cook the beef today. If you dare to disobey, I will send you to see the King of Hell now."
Zhao Zhang frowned. After all, he was his own flesh and blood. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth. Zhao Shun crawled at Fang Yuan's feet, looked back at Zhao Zhang in the distance, and met Zhao Zhang's eyes. , Zhao Zhang didn't want Zhao Shun to see that he was soft-hearted, so he turned his face away.
"You're dreaming..." Zhao Shun said harshly, rolled to the side with all his strength, hugged Fang Yuan's push, and bit Fang Yuan's calf hard.
"ah!"
With a heart-rending scream, Fang Yuan dropped the sharp knife in his hand, bent down, held his right leg with both hands, and tried to retreat.
Zhao Shun's hatred turned into the power of his teeth, and he bit down hard. Fang Yuan's trouser legs were instantly stained red with blood. Fang Yuan who retreated lost his balance and fell to the ground. Zhao Shun still bit Fang Yuan tightly. trouser legs.
Seeing this, other Xianyunju disciples rushed up. A group of people kicked and beat Zhao Shun away, and two or three people helped Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan stood up, took a breath, looked at the sharp knife on the ground, and looked at Zhao Shun, with a fierce look in his eyes, took a step forward, bent down to pick up the sharp knife on the ground, took a big step, held the sharp knife in his backhand, and stabbed Zhao Shun who was crawling on the ground.
"Shua"
The sharp knife penetrated deeply into Zhao Shun's back, and Fang Yuan pulled out the knife angrily, and blood flew up with the sharp knife.
"Swish swish"
Fang Yuan stabbed him seven or eight times again, finally quenching the anger in his heart, and his crazy smiling face was splattered with blood.
"Shun'er..."
"Brother..."
Zhao Zhang and Zhao Er shouted loudly one after another. The villagers standing on both sides were a little frightened and retreated some distance.
Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue also walked over slowly.
"I, I will fight with you." Zhao Zhang reacted when he saw Zhao Shun lying in a pool of blood. He raised his fist and rushed towards Fang Yuan with his old steps. Zhao Er also reacted and quickly grabbed Zhao Zhang. .
"They are all your good sons." When Fang Yuan heard the voice, he turned around and looked at Zhao Zhang ferociously, gritted his teeth, stood up with a ferocious face, and limped towards Zhao Zhang and Zhao Er. .
"Whoosh"
A wisp of white flew past Fang Yuan's right, and a cold light sword edge passed through Fang Yuan's right arm, flew past Zhao Zhang's left, and hit the Zhao family's yard.
There was a soft "thunk" sound. Before anyone could realize what was going on, Fang Yuan only felt a chill on his right shoulder. When he looked sideways, he saw that his right arm had fallen to the ground.
"Ah! Ah!"
A slow and severe pain came, and Fang Yuan fell to the ground in pain and kept rolling. Only then did everyone come back to their senses. Looking sideways, Mu Lingtian had already put away his sorrow, and glanced around with cold eyes. Following all the Xianyunju disciples, they strode towards this side.
"Yes, yes...him."
"How could...that happen?"
"What's this, Coco."
All the Xianyunju disciples stuttered and looked at Mu Lingtian with unbelievable eyes.
In Mu Lingtian's eyes, these people were already dead, but he didn't want to accidentally injure the villagers. Zhang Ying and Luo Xue followed Mu Lingtian, and the three of them slowly came to the crowd.
"My lord, I, I, and I have really realized our mistake. Just let us go and let us live." A Xianyunju disciple was so frightened that he knelt down in front of Mu Lingtian and stammered.
"My lord, please give us a chance."
"My lord, let me go once, and I promise I won't do anything bad again."
Other Xianyunju disciples also reacted and knelt down to beg for mercy.
There is only one chance, but these people don't cherish it. Mu Lingtian stopped in front of everyone, and threatened in a cold voice: "Should you do it yourself? Or should I do it?"
When everyone heard this, fear rose in their hearts, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy.
One of the Xianyunju disciples panicked, stood up suddenly, took a long step, ran to a villager, grabbed the villager, blocked the villager in front of him, pinched the villager's neck and threatened: "You, if you don't let me go, even if I die, I will still have someone to support me."
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