1323 Chapter 1323 Broken Arm Expulsion

For a while, in the dark, almost everyone's eyes fell on Xuanyuan Moze and Han Rong. ?? 81 Chinese w=w≈w≈． =8≈1≠z≠w=. ≥c≥o≠m

They couldn't guess what the master would do with Han Rong, who was too far away. After all, he could be the master's Uncle Han, which was enough to prove that he was different from them.

But even so, after he wants to kill that Feng Jiu, will the master still tolerate him?

The atmosphere seemed to be condensed at this moment, everyone held their breath, and the atmosphere did not look at one.

And after Han Rong stood up supporting his severely injured body, he also looked at Xuanyuan Moze, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "Ah..."

"Hi! Ah!"

Just when he opened his mouth to say the first word, before Ze Zi could say it, he let out a gasp and scream. The blood splashing out in front of him deeply shocked everyone's vision and heart.

They only saw that the master raised his hand, and a fierce air blade flew out, cutting off Han Rong's right arm, and the moment the arm broke off and flew out, the splashing blood also spilled. One place, startling...

Everyone's heart tightened. At this moment, they lowered their heads and dared not look at the master's expression again. They just stared at the blood splashed on the ground and the broken arm, and after the scream, they covered the broken arm. Han Rong, who was enduring the severe pain, looked at the disbelief on his face, the unacceptable look on his face, and a frenzy of hatred grew out of his eyes.

Xuanyuan Moze withdrew his hand, he stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes were as deep as a pool, icy cold to the bone, he looked down at Han Rong, who was sitting on the ground, his cold and ruthless voice accompanied by bloodthirsty killing intent out.

"This gentleman said that you are not allowed to touch my woman! It seems that you don't take it to heart, the slave bullies the master, do you think this gentleman will not kill you? Even if you watch this gentleman grow up, you still don't Understand what this gentleman is like."

The icy eyes stared at the man who was sitting dazedly with a bone-chilling chill, watching the blood seeping from his shoulders from the cracks of his palms, drop by drop on the ground, and blossoming snowflakes.

"I respect you, Uncle Han, because you have been by my mother's side for many years, and you have saved the life of my mother and son when I was young. Make you qualified to kill my woman!"

As soon as the voice fell, he flipped his palm, and a force shot out from the palm, directly sucking the person on the ground, a powerful spiritual energy condensed in the palm of his hand, and slapped his dantian in the air, smashing it with one palm. His dantian abolished his cultivation in the shocked eyes of everyone, and then he raised his hand and threw him back to the ground.

"Touching this monarch's inverse scales, this is the price!"

Xuanyuan Moze flicked his sleeves and stood with his hands behind his back. His icy voice contained a compelling coercion: "Ying Yi gray wolf, drive him out of the imperial city, and never step into the imperial city again!"

"Yes!" The two responded in a deep voice and took a step forward to lead them out.

At this time, Han Rong, with a broken arm, a broken body and a serious injury, was unable to speak any more. He only stared at Feng Jiu with a pair of sinister eyes, as if to remember her face in the Same in mind.

Everyone was shocked, and looking at the figure who was expelled, there was a hint of sympathy in their hearts.