“Ahem, that’s right.”
Although they say this, what they are thinking in their hearts is probably only known to them.
"You're not possessed?"
Until now, Xu Changsong still couldn't accept that Su Qiao had not gone insane, nor had he lost all his martial arts skills.
Hongluan hid behind him, fear in her eyes: "Master, she... she is not not possessed, she is... she has recovered her power."
The incense in question was prepared by her herself, and they also saw the blood she spit on the ground in her practice room.
In addition, later on, she didn't dare to fight back at all. She was only concerned with escaping overnight and didn't even use her lightness skills. It is not difficult to guess that she really had no martial arts skills at that time.
A fierce look flashed in Xu Changsong's eyes: "Humph, even if you recover your power, so what? Do you really think you are so powerful?"
"If you hadn't relied on a sneak attack, you wouldn't have been able to kill the old leader, let alone take the position of leader."
Su Qiao laughed sarcastically: "Oh, even if I am a sneak attack, it is better than your despicable method of using incense."
"So what if the means are despicable? We in the Demon Sect have always been unscrupulous. You can only blame yourself for being too trusting."
Xu Changsong didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of thing at all.
Su Qiao nodded calmly: "Well, I really can't blame you."
"So, if you die at my hands today, you can only consider yourself unlucky."
Before he finished speaking, a golden sword suddenly appeared in Su Qiao's hand.
Everyone only saw a few dazzling golden lights flashing before their eyes, and then they heard Hongluan's earth-shattering scream.
“Ah… my face… my face…”
Hongluan, who was almost suffocated by the pain, covered her face with blood and flesh flying around, and squatted on the ground screaming.
When everyone took a closer look, they discovered that there was a big 'X' scratched on her forehead. Not only on her forehead, but there should also be two big 'X's scratched on her two cheeks as well. The scratches were so deep that the bones were visible, and even the skin and flesh were turned out.
This is completely disfigured.
Su Qiao held the sword in his hand and walked over slowly. "I don't think I'm being mean to you, do I?"
"You are just jealous that I am more beautiful than you and can sit on the position of leader at a young age, so you put the love potion in my incense and make me go crazy. Tell me, should I punish you?"
"Since you love beauty so much, I will let you be ugly for the rest of your life."
Hongluan's favorite and proudest thing was her face, but now it was completely destroyed. She burst into hatred in her eyes: "I will fight you."
"You are not worthy."
Su Qiao swung his hands a few times, directly severing the tendons in her hands and feet, and also hit her dantian with a palm, destroying her martial arts.
Hongluan opened her mouth wide and screamed miserably. Finally, her eyes rolled back and she fainted from the pain.
From beginning to end, Su Qiao's expression did not change at all, as if he had just solved a small bug.
She pointed the tip of her sword at Xu Changsong, who had already flown to the rooftop not far away: "Now, it's your turn."
“You… don’t come over here.”
Xu Changsong finally realized that Su Qiao's martial arts might be better than his.
At this time, he was also afraid.
The evil cult disciples under his command didn't know what to do for a moment.
Just as they were about to move, they were blocked by Sheng Chi and his men.
Just as Xu Changsong turned around and was about to run away, Su Qiao hit him on the back from a distance. He fell directly from the air and hit the ground with a bang.
Su Qiao flew up and cut his tendons in his hands and feet very neatly, shattered his dantian, destroyed his martial arts, and finally even crushed his knee bones.
The 'crackling' sound made everyone's scalp tingle.