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Chapter 2252

"Dad, save me, save me ..." The sword yelled without a trace.

"Today, Lao Tzu can't save you."

Thinking of Ruan Rose's torture like that, Ye Xiong's anger turned into turbulent anger, raising his sword another sword and stabbing.

This sword stabs on his right thigh.

"Jiang Ge, isn't he dead, how can he appear here?"

"What the hell is going on, why did he get this poisonous hand to Brother Sword?"

"Go and tell the lord."

After hearing Ye Xiong's voice, the people around him finally recognized his identity, and they all shouted and made a mess.

Someone had thought of coming to help, but after knowing his identity, I didn't dare to come again.

Just kidding, this guy can slap with a slap even with a sword, whoever goes to him is to find death.

"Let my father come to save me."

The sword fell to the ground, all the ten fingers were cut off, and the thighs were stabbed two swords. He had painted him almost fainted.

"Five years ago, it was not thorough enough to abolish you so that you would still come out to harm people. I will see today, how can you recover."

In the palm of Ye Xiong's palm, he condensed a group of vitality, and was preparing to take a shot. Suddenly, a voice screamed.

"Jiangnan, do you give me a hand."

A flowing light fell from the sky and fell in front of Ye Xiong. It was Jiannan Mountain rushing back.

He followed the figure behind the five people behind him. It was the head of Nangong Han and the remaining four cabinets. Originally, they were meeting in the Changsheng Hall.

It's all over.

Jiannan Mountain looked at the tortured Jian Wushuang, which was tortured on the ground. The ten fingers were broken, and the two sword holes on the thigh were full of blood.

In the past five years, he spent a lot of money, and finally cured the sword without trace. I didn't expect to be abolished again.

Ten fingers are abandoned, even the sword can't take it, how can I practice in the future?

"The surname is Jiang, you dare to move my son, I want to break your corpse." Jian Nanshan murdered, so you have to take a shot.

At this time, a shadow was blocked in front of him and said, "Sword Pavilion owner, calm down, say something well."

Nangonghan stood out in a timely manner. He knew Ye Xiong's personality, tame and low -key, and generally did not do such cruel things. Now he is so crazy, there must be a reason.

"The head, how can you calm me, see what my son has been tortured." Jian Nanshan roared.

"At least you have to understand, what's the reason!" Nangong Han finished speaking, his eyes fell on Ye Xiong, and asked: "Jiang Ge, the owner, what's going on, your husband and wife are not in the spiritual domain

Is it? How can you appear here? And ... why do you want to poison the sword without trace? "

Ye Xiong snorted coldly and asked, "I want to ask, why did Jiannan Mountain appear here?"

"The master of the Jiange is a person from the Changsheng School, and naturally it will appear here. What's strange?"

"If I remember correctly, Zhuo Wushuang has installed the sword monster as Nie Biao. In the secret situation, he wants to record the killing of our husband and wife and give it to you.

Should I be investigated? Why is it still here? "

Ye Xiong's voice was very severe, aggressive, and strong. At the moment, Nangong Han couldn't speak.

"This... we have investigated clearly and found that this matter has nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion Master. It was the Sword Demon who knew that his nephew was deposed by you and did it himself." Nangong Han said.

"What the hell? Does anyone believe what you are saying?" Ye Xiong roared, pointed at the people in the audience and shouted: "Do you believe it? Without anyone's help, the Sword Demon can replace Nie Biao and enter the spirit without anyone noticing.

Yu, you lied to a three-year-old child?"

Those words made Nangong Han's face turn red.

The disciples in the audience began to whisper and discuss in low voices.

"My surname is Ye, this result was negotiated by the master and the four major pavilions. They all agreed that this matter has nothing to do with me. Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to scold the master here?" Jian Nanshan stood up:

"I would like to ask you, didn't you die in the spiritual realm? Why did you appear here? Is it your fault that the spiritual energy in the spiritual realm is exhausted now?"

"Why did I appear here? I don't know what happened. I remember that I died in the spiritual realm, but when I woke up and came back here, I don't know what happened."

"You are a liar. Who would believe this?" Jian Nanshan shouted.

"Some people believe everything about Sword Demon that has nothing to do with you. Why doesn't anyone believe my words?" Ye Xiong asked in return.

Some of the disciples in the audience couldn't help but be amused by him.

Only now did they realize that Ye Xiong was completely mocking Jian Nanshan when he said this.

"Master Jiang Pavilion, let me not ask you how you came out of the spiritual realm. Now I want to ask, why did you catch Jian Wuhen and hurt him like this?" Nangong Han continued to ask.

It's okay if I don't say it, but Ye Xiong gets angry when I mention it.

"Master, I came out of the spiritual realm to see how you treat Jiannanshan before I consider whether to come back, but you have disappointed me. Jiannanshan sent people to kill me, but you don't care. If I come back again, what will happen to me?"

Will he live? Will he let me go? Can't I just pretend to be dead?"

"I originally thought that I would never have anything to do with the Immortality Sect again, but I never thought that my friend knew about my death and came to see me, but was arrested by Jian Wuhen and tortured like this."

Ye Xiong pointed at Ruan Meigui on You Ming's back, and became angrier as he spoke: "Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner. I am dead, and his Jian Wuhen still won't let me go, spreading his hatred towards me on my friends."

, is he still human?”

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone's eyes fell on the dying Ruan Meigui on Netherworld's back.

"This is just your one-sided statement, no one believes it." Jian Nanshan shouted.

"If you don't believe it, you can enter the room and go to the basement to see. There is an iron cage there with my friend's blood on it." Ye Xiong shouted.

Nangong Han's face became serious and he said to Yu Fengxian beside him: "Master Yu, go down and take a look."

"Yes, Master."

Yu Fengxian walked into the house and entered the basement.

After a while, she came out and came to Netherworld and said, "I want to see her injuries."

"Master, please take a look." You Ming replied.

Yu Fengxian stepped forward and looked at the injuries on Ruan Meigui's body, including those on her wrists, feet, and body. She studied them carefully.

After seeing it, even she felt a burst of anger in her heart.

"Master, I've confirmed that this girl is being imprisoned below and has multiple injuries on her body, which are very serious." Yu Fengxian replied.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

At the beginning, some people saw that the sword was tortured like this, and sympathized with him, and felt that he was pitiful.

But now, no one is pitiful, but feels that he blame himself.
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