For a while, secretly and brightly, almost everyone's eyes fell on Xuanyuan Moze and Han Rong.

They couldn't guess what the master would do with Han Rong who was too far away, after all, he could be worthy of the master's Uncle Han, which was enough to prove that he was different from them.

But even so, after he wants to kill that Feng Jiu, will the master still tolerate him?

The atmosphere seemed to be condensed at this moment, and everyone held their breath and watched without breathing.

And after Han Rong stood up with his seriously injured body, he also looked at Xuanyuan Moze, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "Ah ......"

"Shhh Yes! ”

Just as he opened his mouth to say the first word, Zezi let out a terrible scream of gasping before he could say it, and the sound crossed the sky, rushed into the sky, and crashed into everyone's eardrums, accompanied by the splash of blood in front of them, which deeply shocked everyone's vision and heart.

They only saw that with a wave of the master's hand, a sharp qi blade flew out, cutting off Han Rong's right arm alive......

Everyone's hearts tightened, and at this moment, they lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at the master's expression again, just staring at the blood splashed on the ground and the broken arm, as well as Han Rong, who was holding the broken arm and enduring the severe pain after screaming, looking at the disbelief on his face, looking at the unacceptability on his face, and a touch of crazy hatred grew in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Moze withdrew his hand, he stood with his hands in his hands, his deep gaze was as deep as a pool, cold to the bone, condescendingly looking down at Han Rong who was sitting on the ground, and the cold and ruthless voice came out of his mouth with bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Benjun said, you are not allowed to touch my woman! It seems that you didn't take it to heart, slave bully, do you think this monarch will not kill you? Even if you watch Benjun grow up, you still don't know Benjun's personality. ”

His cold eyes stared at the man who was sitting in a daze, watching the blood at his shoulders oozing from the cracks in his palms, dripping to the ground and blooming snowflakes.

"This monarch respects you Uncle Han, I respect you for following my mother for many years, and you also saved the lives of Benjun's mother and son when you were young, but it is not for you to restrain Benjun as an elder, let alone for you to be qualified to kill my woman!"

As soon as the voice fell, his palm flipped over, and a force struck out from the palm, directly sucking the people on the ground, and a powerful spiritual power aura condensed on the palm of his hand slapped at his dantian in the air, shattering his dantian with one palm, and abolishing his cultivation in the shocked eyes of everyone, and then raised his hand and threw him back to the ground.

"Touching the scales of this monarch, this is the price!"

Xuanyuan Moze flicked his sleeves and stood with his hands in his hands, and his cold voice contained a terrifying coercion: "Shadow a gray wolf, expel him from the imperial city, and never allow him to step into the imperial city again!" ”

"Yes!" The two of them responded in a deep voice, stepped forward and took the person out.

And at this time, Han Rong, one arm was broken, his cultivation was wasted and he was seriously injured, at this time, he was no longer able to speak, and only stared at Feng Jiu with a pair of yin owl eyes, as if he wanted to remember her appearance in his mind.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and looking at the expelled figure, they couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in their hearts.