The middle-aged man was in a hurry, and his hands kept changing directions to block the wounds that shot blood outward, but there were too many wounds, and he couldn't care about them at all.

The middle-aged man was a little panicked, and his eyes were full of despair.

Due to excessive blood loss, it didn't take much effort, and the middle-aged man's face turned yellow with a pale golden glow, as if it was a sign before death.

"You have abolished my cultivation, and you torture me so much that it is better to live than to die, you devil. I don't want to die, and I won't let you go. The middle-aged man knew that his end had been decided, and he was weak to return to the sky, and said to Mo Xiaochuan with a hideous face.

"Oh, yes? Am I ruthless? Compared to your arrogance and arrogance, I think I'm already very merciful. Hehe, ghosts won't let me go?! This is the most terrible thing I've ever heard, but that has to wait until you become a ghost. Mo Xiaochuan shrugged his shoulders disapprecantly and said.

It's strange to say, as soon as Mo Xiaochuan's words fell, all the bloody wounds on the middle-aged man's body calmed down. Even began to scar.

"Alright, now I'll allow you to commit suicide in fear of sin. Mo Xiaochuan looked at the middle-aged man and said jokingly.

The middle-aged man hesitated.

It is easy to die generously, but it is difficult to be righteous calmly. There is a saying in Huaguo: It is better to die than to live. It's true. Death is like a lamp going out, and everything is empty. After death, I can't see the bright sun, the flowers are red and willow green, and the world is beautiful and ugly. For better or worse, rich or poor, being alive is a pleasure. The cultivation is gone, at least he can live.

"Cut. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain.

Man is like this, knowing that he is going to die, the psychology of fear makes him have no scruples. But with a little hope of survival, these people began to have more illusions. There is no one who is not afraid of death.

"Don't come here, I'm the young master of the Juwu Sect, you can't do anything to me. Otherwise, the Giant Martial Sect will definitely retaliate against you crazily. When the time comes, even the country will not be able to protect you. When Ju Shaotian saw Mo Xiaochuan looking at him, he was extremely frightened. Said in a panic, and the person kept retreating.

"Do you think that just now, Juwumen and I can still be good?" Mo Xiaochuan smiled faintly.

"Yes, as long as you let me go, I will definitely intercede for you. I'm fine, it's not a problem for these dog minions to die ten or eight. Ju Shaotian said without hesitation.

Who knows, Xiao Guozi, middle-aged people, including the two people who came with Ju Shaotian and didn't do anything, listened to Ju Shaotian's words, and their faces changed dramatically. It turned out that he and the others, in the eyes of Ju Shaotian and Ju Wumen, were such treatments. Dog minion, such a sad name.

The middle-aged man's originally resentful and depressed expression suddenly relaxed: "Don't confess, I confess my guilt and surrender to the law, and ask the Taoist friends from the Special Operations Department to take me away." "Maybe this is the best time to break away from the Giant Martial Sect. Then, find a small remote city and live the rest of your life in peace. His savings over the years in Juwumen are enough to live a luxurious life.

Mo Xiaochuan nodded. Two members of the Special Operations Unit came over and lifted the middle-aged man up and took him to a car parked on the side of the road.

Xiao Guozi glanced at Ju Shaotian sadly: "Young master, you have done a good job." After saying that, he took the initiative to walk to the car of the Special Operations Division.

"You dog minions, are you against the sky? You have such an attitude towards the master of this young sect, and when you return to the Juwu Gate, the master of this young sect will definitely pick your skin. Ju Shaotian felt that he couldn't get over his face, so he roared madly at the middle-aged man and Xiao Liuzi in the car.

"Come on, if you want to pick someone else's skin, at least you have to wait until you return to the Juwu Sect. I'm afraid, you don't have a chance. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly. After speaking, his right palm slapped towards Ju Shaotian's dantian acupoint.

"Don't. Please, give me another chance, I will definitely be a good man, no longer a traitor, a bully. Ju Shaotian shouted loudly in horror.

"With this self-cultivation, you don't know how many people you have harmed. Today, why can't I take back your self-cultivation for those who have been victimized by you? How many people have said the same thing to you at the beginning, have you given them a chance? Even if you name someone whom you have compassion for, it will give me a reason to convince myself to let you go. Mo Xiaochuan said coldly.

While Mo Xiaochuan spoke, his palm style remained unchanged, and he saw that his palm was about to be imprinted on Ju Shaotian's dantian acupoint.

Suddenly, a thunderous shout came from afar: "Boy dare." ”

The first sound of cheering was still far away, and when the cheering stopped, the person had already arrived behind Mo Xiaochuan.

Mo Xiaochuan only felt that the wind behind him was raging, as sharp as a knife. However, such a power could not even shake the corners of Mo Xiaochuan's clothes. Mo Xiaochuan's right palm print remained unchanged, and his left hand brushed back lightly.

"Bang"

"Ahh

Mo Xiaochuan's right palm print slammed into Ju Shaotian's dantian acupoint, and instantly shattered Ju Shaotian's dantian. At the same time, the word "suck" in "Hongmeng Shiyuan Jue" suddenly broke out, inhaling the true yuan overflowing with Ju Shaotian from the right palm, wandering around the body for a week, and transferring it to the left palm, and the left palm and the person behind him also collided in one place.

As soon as Ju Wenqing's right palm came into contact with Mo Xiaochuan, he felt a strong force penetrating through Mo Xiaochuan's palm, invading his meridians with lightning speed, raging rampantly. It makes its meridians swell and sore, and there is a tendency to be burst.

Ju Wenqing was shocked, and hurriedly sat cross-legged in place and ran the exercises with all his might, trying to dissolve and expel the xenomorph true element from his body. He knew that his move was extremely dangerous, and it was tantamount to putting his life in the hands of the other party. However, he had no second option. Because if he doesn't, the only outcome is to explode and die. Forever into nothingness.

"You abolished my dantian, you abolished my dantian, you demon, I will fight for you. After a period of great pain, Ju Shaotian quickly came to his senses, he could no longer feel any traces of true yuan in his body, the entire dantian was empty, and even the dantian was refined into chaos. The eight veins of the Qi meridians of the whole body were all penetrated, forming the acquired body of the Heavenly Leak.

The so-called Heavenly Leakage Body, that is, it cannot contain true qi, and a little true qi will also overflow from the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the Zhou Tian acupoint. In other words, in the future, no matter how hard Ju Shaotian tries, it will be impossible for him to become a martial artist. More importantly, his life vitality will always be dissipated from the Heavenly Leaky Body. As the master of the Giant Martial Sect, Ju Shaotian has naturally taken elixirs and other things since he was a child, so his life vitality is very huge. Even so, he could only hold on for ten years, and after ten years, Ju Shaotian would die of exhaustion.

(End of chapter)