He rubbed his aching head, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
He remembered that he received an order from Su Hu and led his men to capture Jun Mohuang.
Just when he thought he was going to succeed, his vision suddenly went dark and he fainted.
Su Dalong soon realized that the spiritual energy in his body was locked and could not be used at all.
"I...I have become a useless person!"
Soon, the others also noticed something strange about their bodies.
"Witch, what on earth are you doing to us!"
Su Dalong was shocked. He had been a guard of the Su family for more than 20 years, so he had seen a lot.
But I have never heard of a method that can lock the whole body of a ninth-level master with spiritual energy.
If a cultivator cannot mobilize spiritual energy throughout his body, he is no different from ordinary people.
In front of the enemy, it is the rhythm of being slaughtered.
"What a witch, you are talking nonsense, please be respectful."
Chi Chi was unhappy and stretched out her big palm to pat Su Dalong's head.
How could the beautiful, intelligent and noble mistress be slandered as a witch
Chi Chi's slap was so powerful that it slapped Su Dalong so hard that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
"It doesn't matter what I did to you. What matters is that you will be my whetstone from now on until you are no longer of use."
Jun Mohuang looked at the eleven people in front of him with satisfaction, as if looking at eleven working mules.
She originally planned to challenge her limits and kill them all in every possible way.
But after seeing how powerful the eighth- and ninth-level warriors were, she changed her mind.
Her current strength has reached the seventh level of the Naling Realm. Because the spiritual fluid in the air sea is extremely pure, her strength is on par with the eighth level strong ones.
It's hard for her to meet an opponent like this in normal times.
It is really difficult for Jun Mohuang to find an opponent who is more powerful than her.
No matter how sharp a sword is, it will become dull if it is not used regularly.
If you kill them all at once, it will be a complete waste.
So it's better to seize these eleven people and use them as her whetstones.
Su Dalong's heart trembled. It was useless. Of course, their end was not to return to the Su family smoothly, but to meet the King of Hell.
But he really couldn't figure out what his value was and what the whetstone meant.
"Miss, there was so much noise here just now, what happened?"
"Seventh sister, what on earth is going on."
Bai Mo pushed Jun Jianlin over.
Seeing the people lying on the ground in front of them, both of them couldn't help but look at Jun Mohuang worriedly.
Jun Jianlin's yard is far away from here, but the noise just now was too loud.
They all knew that with Chi Chi and Zi Zi around, Jun Mohuang would not be in any danger, but they still couldn't help but worry.
"It's nothing, don't worry. There was a thief in the house just now, and it has been successfully solved."
Jun Mohuang comforted the two of them, took out a light dagger from the Huangyu space, and handed it to Bai Mo's hand.
"Bai Mo, attack him."
This him, of course, refers to Su Dalong.
The first knife she chose to sharpen was the loyal Bai Mo who had been with her since she was a child.
"ah… "
Bai Mo was a little dumbfounded. She had first-level strength, but she had never had any fighting experience.
The middle-aged man in front of me is tall and muscular. He looks like a master at first glance.
"Bai Mo, do you believe me?"
Jun Mohuang looked at her seriously, his eyes full of encouragement.
"Well, I believe it, miss!"
Bai Mo clenched the dagger in his hand, and his originally frightened eyes became extremely firm.
(End of chapter)