"I told you that things aren't that simple. Look! The people from the Sun family have hit a wall." The old man shook his head and sighed.
With the skills of Du Fan and others, it was really easy to deal with the people of the Sun family. In less than an incense stick of time, the ground was littered with corpses, and only seven or eight main members of the Sun family were left. However, at this time, their faces were pale, their legs were weak, and they were unable to fight them at all.
The ancestor of the Sun family looked at the dead people on the ground with red eyes. He clenched his hands, and a flame suddenly shot up, forming a fire dragon with a whoosh and attacking Qi Kang in front.
Qi Kang frowned and was about to make a move when he saw Du Fan rush forward. The fan in his hand suddenly grew larger and blocked the fire dragon that was rushing forward. At the same time, he exerted force to suppress the flames back.
Two figures quickly flew out, fighting from the ground to mid-air. Below, Luo Yu directly destroyed Sun Wei's cultivation, and at the same time twisted his hands behind his back, breaking his hands, and then took out a rope, tied up his hands and feet, and pulled him to a tree on the street in front and hung him upside down.
"You, you let me go... let me go..."
In just a short while, Sun Wei was tortured to the point of being on the verge of death. His spiritual power was destroyed, and he quickly became old. His hands were twisted and broken, and he was in great pain. He was still hung upside down, and all the blood in his body rushed into his head, making his pale face turn red again.
"Let you go? It won't be fun if I let you go."
Luo Yu smiled evilly and tapped his cheek with the dagger in his hand: "I asked you to play tricks behind my back, but you know that you can never provoke us, no matter who you provoke? Hmm?"
"I, I don't dare..."
"Hehe, it's too late." Luo Yu laughed softly, and the dagger hit his cheek and moved down until the sharp dagger was against his throat, stopping.
"Tell me, if I cut you here and let your blood bleed out slowly, who will die first? Or will your ancestor die first?"
Hearing his words, the people around him shuddered. Looking at the handsome man in brocade clothes, they were horrified. This man looked like a handsome gentleman, but the words he said were like those of a devil, which made people tremble with fear.
"No, don't..." he said in horror, his breath barely clenched.
Seeing this, City Lord Nan couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "After all, he is from the Lingxiao Immortal Sect. Will the Lingxiao Immortal Sect bear a grudge against you for doing this? If not, you can hand him back to the Lingxiao Immortal Sect for disposal..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Yu stabbed the dagger in Sun Wei's throat. Sun Wei's bound body stiffened, his eyes wide open, full of horror, with the dagger still stuck in his throat, and blood seeped out from the narrow gap between the dagger and his throat, dripping onto the ground.
"The Lingxiao Immortal Sect does not discipline strictly. Since they can't discipline well, I will reluctantly help them solve the problem to save them the trouble." As he spoke, he pulled out the dagger that was stabbed in Sun Wei's throat. In an instant, blood spurted out like a column and sprayed all over the ground.
"ah!"
"Bang!"
The screams and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground awakened the Lord of Nan City. He turned around suddenly and saw that the arm of the Sun family ancestor was chopped off and the whole person fell from a high altitude. The man in white clothes who was chasing him stabbed him from top to bottom with the fan in his hand.