Han Yugeng fell down heavily, once again in a pool of blood.
His eyes widened in horror and he could see his hands and feet rolling aside.
The incision was neat, revealing the white bones inside.
His two hands even kept clasping, bowing to Luo Yunxiao humbly.
Han Yugeng's bloodshot eyes almost popped out, he slowly raised his head to look at Luo Yunxiao, and hissed, "Why... what..."
Before the words fell, the sword light flashed again.
A piece of bright red tongue rolled out of his mouth and fell to the ground.
Han Yugeng let out a cry of pain and despair, but he couldn't speak anymore.
"father!!"
"Master!!"
Han Weijiang and the others screamed and wanted to rush over.
But in an instant, he was surrounded by the army of the Nether Realm, unable to move.
Luo Yunxiao said lightly: "Save your life."
Then, those six people ignored Han Yugeng who was wriggling on the ground, and looked up in Shi Yutang's direction.
Shi Yutang's face was already paler than snow at this time, his lips were trembling as if he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuck in something.
But at this moment, six people moved.
Still faster than ghosts.
This time, Shi Yutang was already prepared.
He has already seen that these six people have average cultivation bases, and the only thing that is fast is their speed.
And it's just an instant burst of speed.
As long as he retreats to the disciples of Yue Ya Ge, these six people will not be able to kill him at all.
Shi Yutang retreated in a hurry, shouting in his mouth: "Protect me, come and protect me!!"
However, there was silence behind him, and no one in Yue Ya Ge moved.
Not even a sound.
Shi Yutang felt a chill that went deep into the marrow of his back.
The fine hair all over his body seemed about to explode, screaming danger in his ears.
Then, he heard a low, desperate voice: "Dad... help... help..."
Shi Yutang turned his head slowly.
Under the scorching sun, the young man in the moonlight robe stood there quietly.
The ink hair is like a waterfall, flying gently with the wind.
In the quiet eyes, there are no waves and waves, as if they can't reflect everything in the world.
Yuebai's robe is not stained with a speck of stain or dust.
But under his feet, there were hundreds of corpses.
That's... all the disciples of Yueyage here.
It even included his son Shi Jinghui.
Shi Yutang was about to burst into tears, and there was a roar in his head that he almost lost the ability to think.
Anger, despair, hatred, pain, regret, all emotions intertwined.
But before he could burst out these emotions, he felt a sharp pain in his body.
Then he fell heavily in a pool of blood.
Like Han Yugeng, he had his arms and legs cut off and his tongue cut off, so he could only whine, but could no longer speak.
There was a deathly silence.
All the monks were terrified and backed away again and again, looking at Luo Yunxiao as if they were looking at a terrifying devil.
Even many of the demons shuddered.
Tianhe clicked his tongue, "Why is he more like a demon than us?"
Although they have also thought about it, they must vent their anger for Her Royal Highness when the matter is over.
I also thought about making life worse for Han Yugeng and Shi Yutang.
But it never occurred to him that all the people in Yueyage would be slaughtered, leaving no one behind.
Moreover, he was not prepared to act when he didn't understand who was playing tricks behind his back.
But this Nether Domain domain master is fine, and directly kills him.