The punishment stick kept falling.?

The heavy sound of the wind and the muffled sounds falling on the flesh and blood all make people shocked.

But in a moment, blood had already oozed out of Bai Xiao's body and penetrated the robe on his buttocks.

Bai Xiao gritted his teeth tightly, sweating in cold weather, his face pale, but he didn't say a word.

The silence in the field reached its peak.

Chen Zhiyun's eyebrows and eyes were drooping, listening to the sound coming from his ears, without any extra changes.

There was an unspeakable silence among the white-clothed army, with only a little heavy breathing sound. However, although the mood may be uneven, the military discipline was strict and had already penetrated into the hearts of the people, so no one moved or spoke.

Mr. Wen frowned slightly, but he just watched quietly.

Ye Du looked at the young man's expression under the scepter, not knowing whether it was pleasure or regret.

In the scene, there is a unique sound of a scepter, which is one after another.

...

A blessed land in the cave.

Qingyuan's left hand rotates, and the seal technique changes.

In the scene, Bai Xiao can be seen under the punishment staff, with his skin and flesh blooming, blood and blood fuzzy, and penetrated his robe.

This is originally the incarnation of the divine talisman, not the flesh and blood body.

But under the scepter, there must be some changes that should be made.

At this moment, Qingyuan casts spells to make the magical talisman incarnation undergo changes that ordinary people should have.

Blood, flesh, muscles, and bones, under Qingyuan's casting, gradually turned into what it should be after the body of flesh and blood was punished.

At the same time, Qingyuan had deprived Bai Xiao of the power to manipulate the incarnation of this divine talisman and instead manipulate it himself.

The power to manipulate the incarnation of the divine talisman was cut off, and the pain that originated from the incarnation of the divine talisman was hit.

However, under the punishment staff, the majesty of the punishment, murderous intent and luck in the army, and the effect of the cultivator on the souls of the Taoist monks is enough to make Bai Xiao suffer.

"In this regard, I can't help."

"Well, since you have violated the precepts, then you will be allowed."

...

After hitting a hundred staffs, it was already bloody and fuzzy.

Both soldiers holding sticks had the illusion of hitting the murderous staff into a pool of mud.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

Because the flesh and blood on Bai Xiao’s buttocks were almost a pool of mud.

The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth slightly, and still took action.

Two hundred staffs!

Bai Xiao's expression was dissipated, his breath was almost invisible, and he seemed to be on the verge of life and death.

Mr. Wen frowned. He used to kill people with tricks, but although he had not taken action, he didn't know how much life he killed... But he didn't see any blood when he killed people. This was the first time he saw this scene.

Facing this scene of killing people and crushing flesh and blood into mud, even Mr. Wen, was a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, he was a well-informed person and would not vomit.

Chen Zhiyun looked low and moved, but she just sighed without opening her mouth.

In the White Army, among the soldiers under Bai Xiao's command, some of them were trembling slightly, with tears in their eyes. Even though they were the most powerful elites in the world, they had emotions and flesh and blood, rather than cold sharp blades.

Chen Zhiyun did not call for a stop.

Because this stick slaughter is meant to be killed by a stick!

More than 200 sticks came down, Bai Xiao's breathing gradually stopped, and he no longer moved, as if he had been beaten to death.

The two soldiers felt their arms were sore and looked at the general.

Bai Xiao has been killed by the stick, may he still have to continue?

Chen Zhiyun seemed to be unaware of it.

Military orders are like mountains!

Since it is three hundred staffs, it is three hundred staffs!

The two soldiers withdrew their gazes and forced their arms to hurt, but they still fell down.

By this time, the scepter was no longer as heavy as before, because the two soldiers holding the scepter were tired and Bai Xiao was dead... The sound of the scepter falling down also changed a little. It seemed dull before falling on the flesh and blood, but at this moment it fell on the meat sauce, and the sound changed slightly.

After a moment, the two soldiers stopped.

The bench on Bai Xiao's lying stool suddenly broke from the middle, and his corpse fell down together.

"General."

The soldier on the left put down his punishment stick, sweating all over his head, and gasped, "There are three hundred poles, and the execution has been completed."

Chen Zhiyun stood up and waved his hand slightly to show his awareness. He immediately glanced over and swept over the seven thousand soldiers.

"Our army has always been strict in order, and any mistakes will be punished, and any violations will be punished."

"Bai Xiao, as a small governor, knows military orders well, and still violates military orders, and is punished first."

"Today, all the soldiers witnessed this tragic situation with their own eyes, so they should take it as a warning!"

After saying that, Chen Zhiyun waved his hand and said, "Take Bai Xiao's body down."

Immediately someone stepped forward, lifted Bai Xiao's body, and headed to the tent next to it.

"Make me laugh." Chen Zhiyun turned his head, looked at Mr. Wen and said.

"How could it be?" Mr. Wen shook his head slightly, covered his mouth, coughed, and said, "The military discipline of the white-clothed army is really strict and respectable. But today's behavior seems a bit cruel. In fact, if the stick is killed, it is... the person is dead, and the subsequent stick is punished. It should be a bit human."

Chen Zhiyun thought of the scene just now, and her heart gradually became colder, but her expression did not change, and she just said calmly: "This is the matter of the white army, and it doesn't take the time to worry about the teacher."

Mr. Wen laughed and didn't reply.

"Please..."

Chen Zhiyun led his hand.

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Then let go."

The group walked forward.

Ye Du looked back and saw the young man's corpse gradually fading away, and suddenly felt a little sad.

He always believed that Bai Xiao intercepted and killed him at that time because he obeyed Chen Zhiyun. The charges at this moment, these three hundred murderous rods, may be punished for ineffective work.

Whether it is him or Bai Xiao, in his eyes, they are actually soldiers who obey orders, and they are just swords in the hands of superiors.

Although Bai Xiao ended up feeling a little happy, he couldn't help but feel sad.

What's more, Bai Xiao is more capable than him.

Just now, such a young man, a white-clothed army, was easily transformed into a pool of flesh and blood, and into a cold corpse.

Life and death are impermanent!

Ye Du covered his chest and pressed the black magic talisman, feeling a lot of emotion.

If it weren't for this talisman, he would have become a cold corpse. Now, he would probably turn into a dry bone.

...

He sent away Mr. Wen and his group.

The expression on Chen Zhiyun's face was a little sad.

Over the years, Bai Xiao has been very popular with him and has made him regard him as his own. Moreover, his son has always been outstanding, and even made him think of him as the chief minister.

This time, if it weren't for Bai Xiao's words, he wouldn't have made him so murderous intent so firm.

But no matter what, things have passed.

"After three hundred scepters, all the crimes will be written off in one fell swoop."

Chen Zhiyun turned his head and ordered: "Let's be buried with a grand ceremony."

The soldier responded quietly.

However, at this moment, a soldier suddenly rushed over, approached the front, and bowed: "General..."

Chen Zhiyun frowned and said, "What?"

The soldier gasped and said, "Bai Xiao... still has some rest."

Chen Zhiyun was stunned for a moment.

Behind him, the soldiers who heard the news also felt incredible.

How amazing is three hundred scepters?

If it weren't for the great master of martial arts, who could bear it?

Although Bai Xiao was successful in his youth and had good martial arts attainments, he was not enough to have the cultivation of a great master.

Moreover, Bai Xiao's flesh and blood were all broken before, and his internal organs, stomach and intestines were inevitably injured. In addition, blood flowed backwards, he would definitely die... But before, Bai Xiao really had no rest and his body gradually became cold.

Everyone looked at each other.

Chen Zhiyun closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes and said, "After the pole is punished, the guilt has been eliminated. Let Mr. Hua do his best to treat him."

The soldier responded and left in a hurry.

Chen Zhiyun's expression was a little complicated, but he finally said, "Even if he still had a breath, Mr. Hua may not be able to save him. You can go and see. If he cannot save him, he will be in the same boat as his comrades, and he will be able to send him a lifetime. If he is saved... he will take care of him for the time being."

The soldiers behind him looked at each other and they all should be.

But no matter who it is, they all feel that Bai Xiao is probably hopeless.8
Chapter completed!