Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 785
That kick was extremely cruel, aimed directly at Huo Chengyu’s heart.
The moment Huo Chengyu flew out, he took the Demon-Conquering Immortal Sword back into his hand: “Stop! Who do you think you are? You are worthy of holding the Sect Master’s Sect-Suppressing Immortal Sword!”
“Kneel down here. If the god Philip doesn’t forgive you, you will never get up to heal!”
After that, he asked several elders to leave.
The disciple with bad legs came over, hoping to help Huo Chengyu while he was losing power, so that he could be looked after by this senior brother in the future.
As a result, the great elder said coldly: “Anyone who dares to help him get up will be guilty of the same crime as Huo Chengyu!”
As a result, the disciples no longer dared to think wrongly, and turned around and ran away.
Huo Chengyu injured his spiritual roots, damaged his meridians, and broke his muscles and bones. He knelt on the uneven cobblestones. Waves of heartbreaking pain filled his limbs and bones, making him unable to adapt and almost fainting.
No, if this continues, he will die!
Si Jin didn’t speak until late at night.
Huo Chengyu couldn’t bear it any longer, so he climbed into the demon-slaying room with difficulty while no one was around.
His scarlet eyes stared at Feifei, who was lying on the head of the demon god and stretching.
“It’s you, you bitch! You brought me to this point.”
“Why are you so good at confusing people? The sect leader, master, elders, all of them are surrounding you!”
“Are you a god?!”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to get into the pot and make my food earlier? Why are you so troublesome?”
“However, I will not be bewitched by you. No matter who you are, I will definitely pull you down today!”
With that said, he walked towards the demon statue like crazy.
The spiritual energy in his hand was concentrated and aimed at Si Jin’s head.
Snapped–
A burst of 100% spiritual power was shot out, knocking the demon statue’s head off.
It makes a “swishing” sound.
At the same time, Si Jin finally transformed into a human form and came to Huo Chengyu’s side.
Raising your hand, there is no need to add divine power at all.
Using only his spiritual power, he easily penetrated Huo Chengyu’s ribs.
After hearing the other party’s scream with satisfaction, he lazily stopped.
Youyou reminded: “You, the senior brother of the Demon-Slaying Sect, have reached the end.”
After saying that, he walked to the door and opened it.
Not far away from the meeting, the great elder was worried about his disciple and took some medicine to check.
He took a few steps quickly and went out. Taking advantage of the fact that he was wearing the clothes of a new disciple of the Demon-Slaying Sect, he immediately acted like he had just woken up in the middle of the night and went up to report.
“Great Elder, I heard a lot of noise just after I got up at night. Please go and see if the statue in the demon slaying room has fallen down?”
Being reminded like this, the great elder’s heart skipped a beat.
He quickly ran into the demon-slaying room and saw that the room was in a mess.
Philip was gone.
The broken demon statue was filled with Huo Chengyu’s spiritual power.
The useless disciple did not kneel outside, but fell directly into a piece of rubble.
He muttered absentmindedly: “You bitch, go to hell…”
The motivations and consequences are very obvious.
Huo Chengyu stole the fairy sword, disobeyed his master’s orders, beat the god Feifei, and even smashed the demon statue that had been enshrined in the Demon Slayer Room for more than 500 years!
Simply…ridiculous!
The great elder was so angry that he threw the medicine to the ground.
He immediately grabbed Huo Chengyu by the collar and led him to the Discipline Hall.
In the middle of the night, all the elders and new disciples were gathered to watch.
In front of them, the spiritual roots that Huo Chengyu had finally cultivated were destroyed.
All his spiritual power was dispersed.
Huo Chengyu looked pale, and his screams resounded throughout the Demon-Slaying Sect. Some female disciples couldn’t bear to watch and turned their heads.
I secretly thought that it would be too painful to lose my spirit root, and I must not violate the sect rules in the future.
At this time, Huo Chengyu, who was in a state of disgrace from being tortured, still clenched his fists.
He stared in Si Jin’s direction with fierce eyes and kept cursing in the most vicious language in the world.
Finally, a disciple next to Du Yuxiu noticed something unusual and asked in confusion: “How come… there are two Si Jins?”
