Hearing what Manager Ma said, Ling Xiao did not get angry, but narrowed his eyes slightly.
A sharp light flashed from his eyes and fell on Manager Ma. Manager Ma trembled all over, feeling as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, and his whole body became a little stiff.
But then, a feeling of anger and shame arose in his heart.
How could I be frightened by a third-level Spiritual Transformation Realm kid? This kid is so abominable!
"How do you know that Master Jiao Mu won't come out to see me? I advise you to report it obediently, otherwise what will happen next will not be something I can control!"
Ling Xiao said lightly.
Manager Ma's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he sneered, "Boy, you are really arrogant! Now I have changed my mind. If you kneel before me and kowtow and beg for mercy, I can break your limbs and spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Kneel down and beg for mercy, or break your limbs? That's a good idea. If you pass the message and ask Jiao Mu to come see me, I can spare your life!"
Ling Xiao nodded lightly, his expression extremely calm. Facing the powerful pressure from Manager Ma, he seemed completely unaware.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Is this guy scared out of his wits? How dare he threaten Manager Ma
Everyone knew how ruthless Manager Ma was. In the past, when someone caused trouble in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, Manager Ma broke their limbs, destroyed their cultivation, and threw them out of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion like a dead dog.
Even those powerful high-ranking officials were very polite to Manager Ma, simply because Manager Ma's sister was the concubine of the deputy leader of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.
Zhenren Chunyang usually does not take care of worldly affairs, so most of the affairs of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion are managed by Deputy Pavilion Master Sun Qiyuan.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
Manager Ma's face suddenly turned gloomy, and a hint of cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes. His whole body was filled with innate energy, and he slapped Ling Xiao with his palm.
His palms were surrounded by a faint black light, as hard as iron or stone, as if they could smash everything to pieces.
Iron sand palm!
A Xuan-level supreme martial art, with one strike of the Iron Sand Palm, it could shatter gold and split stone. If a warrior was hit by the Iron Sand Palm, his internal organs would be instantly shattered by the fierce palm force, and even the gods could not save him.
Manager Ma wanted to kill Ling Xiao, so he used his most proud Iron Sand Palm at the first move.
The Iron Sand Palm came from nowhere, containing a trace of murderous energy and a faint sound of explosion, and it arrived in front of Ling Xiao in an instant.
In the eyes of everyone, Ling Xiao looked like an idiot, standing there blankly, motionless.
Some people even began to feel unbearable, thinking that such a young man would be killed by Manager Ma in the next moment.
boom!
But the next moment, the imagined scene of Ling Xiao's head being smashed by the iron sand palm did not appear, and Ling Xiao's hand grabbed Manager Ma's arm without anyone knowing when.
The iron sand palm stayed three inches between Ling Xiao's eyebrows, but it could no longer move forward.
"What?!"
Manager Ma's face changed. He felt as if his arm was grabbed by a powerful beast and he couldn't struggle at all.
Click!
A crisp sound was heard, and Manager Ma's arm was instantly crushed by Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, but Manager Ma felt a sharp pain and his face instantly twisted and he screamed.
"Ahh... My hand! You little bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you..."
Manager Ma looked like a madman with an extremely ferocious face. He slapped down towards Ling Xiao with his other hand, and powerful innate energy burst out from his body, like sharp swords, cracking the bluestone floor in the hall.
Click!
Ling Xiao's expression was still extremely calm. He swung his palm like a knife and directly cut Manager Ma's other arm. There was another crisp sound and Manager Ma's other arm also drooped down.
boom!
Ling Xiao kicked as fast as the wind and smashed Manager Ma's knee into pieces. Manager Ma fell to his knees on the ground and howled in pain.
Manager Ma's screams were like a pig being slaughtered, echoing throughout the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.
"You dare to act wildly in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, you are seeking death!"
Suddenly, several extremely powerful auras rushed over, each with indifferent eyes and emitting a powerful aura, surrounding Ling Xiao.
Those people were all powerful masters at the Grandmaster level. Each of them had an unfathomable aura. Their powerful aura locked Ling Xiao, as if they would launch a thundering attack at the next moment.
"Kill him! Kill this little bastard!"
Manager Ma was almost going crazy. All four of his limbs were broken by Ling Xiao. He knelt on the ground in great humiliation, coughing up blood and his face was extremely distorted.
"I advise you not to move, otherwise your fate will probably be no better than his!"
Ling Xiao said calmly, even though he was surrounded by several great masters, his expression was still very calm.
The masters who were about to take action were slightly stunned when they heard Ling Xiao's words and stopped there for a moment.
"Jiao Mu, I'm here, why don't you get out!"
There was a gleam of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he gathered all his energy. A powerful sound of thunder burst out from his mouth, which instantly resounded throughout the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.
Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Ling Xiao as if he were a fool.
Could it be that this young man really came here to cause trouble? He injured Manager Ma, but he didn't even run away. He had to make such a big noise that he had to alert Master Jiaomu. Wasn't she afraid of death
However, there was a hint of resentment in Manager Ma's eyes, and he did not stop Ling Xiao.
When Master Jiaomu comes out, I will make sure this kid is killed without a burial place!
…
In the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, in a secret room.
Master Jiaomu was sitting cross-legged in front of a red alchemy cauldron, but he looked a little dusty, his beard was a little burnt, and there were several holes in his white robe.
The alchemy cauldron in front of him was emitting black smoke and a burnt smell!
“Failed again!”
Jiao Mu smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, this Sword Heart Pill is an ancient recipe. The recipe you gave me is still missing two spiritual herbs. Although I found other spiritual herbs to replace them, it still seems like something is missing! I don't have any good solution!"
Opposite Jiao Mu, sitting cross-legged was a middle-aged man with a weathered face, long flowing hair, looking unrestrained and uninhibited, with an elegant and extraordinary face. One could tell at a glance that he was also a handsome man when he was young.
He carried an ancient sword on his back, his eyes were clear, and there was a faint sharp sword light emanating from them.
Hearing Master Jiaomu's words, the middle-aged man's eyes darkened and he said with a wry smile: "We have failed hundreds of times in the past few days. It seems that this Sword Heart Pill is really not meant for me! Forget it, old friend, this is not your fault. It seems that God wants to block my path to heaven!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man grabbed a wine gourd from his waist and took a big gulp of the wine to hide his inner depression.
(End of this chapter)