Immortal Martial God

Chapter 1653: arm

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The durian seemed to be afraid that Xiang Nan would not be able to suppress his anger, and added another sentence: "Don't be angry, it's not worth it."

"What's more, if Liu Ye's people are willing to beat me, it means that he still has me in his eyes. If he doesn't even bother to beat me, then something serious will happen."

Xiang Nan nodded and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't understand the rules at all, but this slap hurts you."

Xiang Nan is not stupid, other people have other people's rules, if there is trouble because of this slap, then it is not helping Liuhua, but causing Liuhua's death.

Afterwards, the Sixth Master randomly called names like he was pointing the rivers and mountains, and when he came to any guild, the guild leader immediately stopped everything, trotted to meet him, and reported his situation.

Xiang Nan felt that the sixth master didn't seem to be really inspecting the work, but more like a day of showing off his might every year.

But those guild leaders in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, who were named by Liu Ye, seemed to be blessed by heaven, and they were so happy that they were about to pass out.

During the banquet, there was a lot of laughter and laughter. Some people hooked up with men and women here, and at first they stripped and messed around.

Some people set up a gambling table and threw a lot of holy spirit stones on it, gambling on stones.

Those who come here are not serious people, and it is basically a dream to let them eat decently.

And for such a chaotic and smoky scene, the sixth master liked it even more. He liked the smell of fireworks and the noisy scene.

All of a sudden, a table not far away was violent.

A 10,000-member president who had experienced four levels of catastrophe was knocked to the ground by a young man's slap.

That young man really beat him, he beat and kicked that president to death.

What's even more strange is that the president was beaten and shouted hello at the same time, he shouted hello once after being slapped, and shouted twice after being kicked.

President Tangtang, his mouth and nose spurted blood from the beating, and his ribs were almost crushed, but he still weakened his defense, allowing the young man to have a good time beating him.

Xiang Nan saw that the one who beat him was that handsome man, the great-great-grandson of the sixth master.

This person is only at the fifth level of Martial Saint, and his real age is at most seventeen years old. His astonishing state is obviously piled up by the sixth master with holy spirit stones.

The man's eyes were red from beating, and while kicking the president crazily, he cursed: "I'm so stupid, I'm toasting to your face, you actually dare to really stretch out your hand, what are you? Do you have the face to take my drink?"

"They were almost beaten to death." Setting Yang frowned.

The president of the fourth level of calamity that day was kicked on the spiritual sea!

One-third of the bones in his body had been kicked into pieces, and the spirit sea was even more unstable from the kick, and it was about to explode.

But he still didn't dare to fight back. Not only was he beaten, he was not only applauded, but also laughed at.

"Little Huang." In the distance, Sixth Master finally spoke.

After being beaten, the president hurriedly raised his head, forced a smile and said: "Six...cough, Mr. Liu...cough, boy, beat me slowly, Mr. Liu cough...Mr. Liu asked me something."

No matter how much the young man said, he still greeted him with punches and kicks.

Liu Ye half-closed his eyes, and the old god asked calmly, "What's going on?"

The president hurriedly said: "Yes...cough cough, it's a boy who doesn't know how to praise and bumped into the young master. He should be hit, he should be hit."

Coughing and coughing up blood.

Master Liu nodded and said: "Well, let's fight, you will understand the rules when you fight."

No one dared to stop, and no one dared to persuade, everyone stood by with smiles on their faces.

After the sixth master finished speaking, he stopped looking at the president again.

Hit and hit, no sound.

The handsome man wiped the blood from his hands panting, and said, "He's dead."

Sixth Master turned his face and took a look, and said, "If you die, just throw it away, don't disturb the appetite of the guests here."

"Yes." The two servants wrapped up the president who was beaten to death, and threw them out through the window.

What kind of fear is this, that someone is beaten to death and weakens his body's defenses.

When you are dying, you dare not make a sound

The people of the dark forces are afraid of Liu Ye to the depths of their souls.

Just like the ancient emperor wanted to behead his courtiers, the courtiers did not dare to curse the emperor at the moment when the butcher knife fell, or when they were dying.

This fear has become a kind of slavishness.

And this scene shocked Xiang Nan greatly.

At least Xiang Nan felt that the rules didn't say that.

Xiang Nan was very upset. Ever since Liuhua was slapped, he was suffocating with anger.

But he knew that he had better not have an attack, and don't make trouble for Liuhua, he could only drink one sip after another without making a sound.

Setting sun and blue sky, they have never seen Xiang Nan's expression like this, and no one dared to talk to Xiang Nan.

No one knew how much he had gone through before he climbed to this position. He was beaten to death by the great-great-grandson of the sixth master's family. There was no place to bury his body. Throw the dead body directly on the street.

For a guy like Xiang Nan who would rather die than curse at God, he couldn't understand that president.

He was about to die, if it was Xiang Nan, he would just grab the knife, kill the kid with one blow, and then pounce on Master Liu, life and death would be the most enjoyable.

Aggrieved!

"Little flower." The sixth master called the roll call, and he ordered the durian flower.

The Liuhua face was happy, and she hurriedly lowered her voice and said to Xiang Nan: "Wait here, if I behave well, the matter of the new guild will be settled."

After all, she took the wine, trotted to the front of Master Liu, and bowed, not daring to straighten up.

The sixth master was holding a jug, and while drinking, he talked to Liu Hua without saying a word.

I don't know where it was said, but suddenly I saw a servant rushing up fiercely, and slapped Liuhua on the face.

This slap made a loud noise!

I'm afraid that the entire Zuihua Building can hear everything from dozens of floors up and down.

Liuhua also didn't respond in time. Although she didn't condense the stellar energy to protect her body, she forgot to weaken her body's defense.

The servant looked at Liuhua in disbelief, and then at his right hand which was interrupted by himself.

Master Liu frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Hua, you are not a person who doesn't understand the rules."

Liuhua turned pale with shock, and knelt down with a plop.

The eyeballs of the angry man were bloodshot, and he roared: "Fuck you! How dare you not weaken the defense, I will kill you!"

After all, those people kicked the pomegranate flower down with one foot, and when they rode on it, they bowed left and right, and slapped them with big palms.

Lianhua, who was fanned straight, was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his eyeballs were bulging from the beating.

While being beaten, she was lying on the ground, looking up at Xiang Nan, shaking her head at Xiang Nan, shaking her head constantly.

Xiang Nan didn't look at the durian flowers, he just lowered his head to drink, but after drinking this cup, he didn't move.

He still lowered his head and did not move, but his right hand holding the wine glass began to tremble.

Then...

Snapped!

The wine glass was broken in Xiang Nan's hand.

Xiang Nan still didn't raise his head, and said, "Hei Sickle, cut off that servant's hand."

Black Sickle nodded, placing one arm on the table.

No one saw when he did it, or even saw him leave the table.

As soon as Xiang Nan finished speaking the last word, Hei Lian put his arm on the table. It wasn't until this moment that the severed arm began to gush out blood.