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"I, Zhao Xiangde, can treat anyone, but I will never treat such forces as you. Zhao Xiangde wanted to stand up, but his strength was not as good as his, so he could only be trampled on like a dog, and his dignity was trampled on.

Zhao Xiangde has no regrets, if time can be turned back, he will choose the same way he did it at the beginning, or that sentence, he can cure anyone, but they will definitely not.

He has his own principles, this middle-aged man was born in the Hidden World Sect, compared to the Jade Tomb Sect, although it is not comparable, it is definitely not easy to mess with.

Back then, in their sect, they were poisoned, and it was still a poison called rotten bone liquid.

This kind of poison is different from ordinary poison, and it can't be resolved even if you have a body of cultivation, and at that time, up to the head, down to the elders, and disciples of the sect, half of the poisoners were poisoned.

The pill was also used, but it didn't work.

Zhao Xiangde had already become famous in Kyoto, so he thought of him, and specially sent a poisoned person over to see if he could be cured, Zhao Xiangde didn't know that he was a person in the sect at the beginning, and he didn't know until he finished treatment, or a person in the sect that he hated to the extreme, how could he be willing to treat?

Because of this, this incident angered them, and a chase and killing order was issued, and there was also the matter of Zhao Xiangde hiding in Haibei.

As for why he hated it, only his three proud students knew, and Long Qiuhua was one of them.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly when he heard it, bent down and grabbed Zhao Xiangde's neck, and raised him with one hand.

"Bang!"

The man's left fist suddenly blasted out and hit Zhao Xiangde's chest, breaking the bone instantly.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and the man's hand holding Zhao Xiangde's neck was stained with blood.

"Zhao Xiangde, my dignified Imperial Sword Sect will give you face, let you treat you that is looking up to you, you don't know what to do, you are killing yourself, don't feel that someone is doing it for you, you don't dare to touch you. ”

"I admit it, your three proud students, as well as your friends, do have a good background, but unfortunately, why do I need others to stop me from doing things?" The middle-aged man became angrier and angrier the more he spoke, he pressed Zhao Xiangde against the wall, and beckoned to Zhao Xiangde with his left fist.

At that time, he was still young, only a teenager, and his parents were both elders of the year, but they couldn't be cured, and they both fell away.

He will always remember that scene, he wanted Zhao Xiangde to die, when half of the people in the sect died because of the venom of rotten bones.

I asked Zhao Xiangde for a prescription, but I didn't give it, and finally gave a chase and kill order, and I was forced to stop by Long Qiuhua and their obstruction, but there were two prerequisites, one, not to go out of the mountain to treat the disease, and second, to hand over the prescription, which allowed them to relieve the crisis of rotten bone fluid, and it was also a big injury at that time, and now it is a little recovered.

It was promised not to embarrass Zhao Xiangde's family, but it was just lip service.

It happened that Zhao Xiangde came out of the mountain, so that they found a bright reason and killed them.

Naturally, he will not let go of Zhao Xiangde, he is now on the must-kill list of the Imperial Sword Sect.

"Then you will try it?" Zhao Xiangde has long been downsizing about life and death now, and his family is gone, so what's the point of him surviving?

"Do you really think I don't dare? You are only a third-level cultivator in the valley, and you dare to be crazy, who gave you the courage?" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Xiangde with contempt, he wanted to unscrew off his head and take it back to pay tribute to his parents, as well as the dead people of his Imperial Sword Sect.

"Then come, if I, Zhao Xiangde, blink my eyes, I will have your surname. Zhao Xiangde looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, not afraid at all, he also knew that he couldn't beat it.

The middle-aged man is a seven-layer cultivator in the valley, and he is a three-layer cultivator, so that he can't beat one arm.

"There is a kind!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but admire Zhao Xiangde's death, and this courage, no wonder he dared not to treat them back then.

"As you wish!"

No longer keeping his hand, the middle-aged man's right hand directly exerted force.

"Bang!"

The office door opened, and six young men were kicked into the office, all of them falling to the ground, their chests collapsing.

"Looking for death!" Ling Tianyu, Dongfang Shuonan Wuji walked in, and when he saw a scene in the office, Ling Tianyu disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already on the top of the middle-aged man's head.

A punch with the peak strength of Bigu fell.

"Click!"

The middle-aged man subconsciously dodged back, but he was still hit by Ling Tianyu's fist in the shoulder, and his entire left arm was blown off.

"Bang!"

Kneeling on his legs, the middle-aged man's legs, which were hit by the impact of the huge fist, did not stand firm and knelt on the floor.

"Buzz!"

With a wave of Ling Tianyu's right hand, Zhao Xiangde was sent out and caught by Dongfang Shuo.

"Smack!" Ling Tianyu didn't stop, he stepped on his head with one foot, and stomped him on the floor.

The middle-aged man hadn't reacted yet, and he couldn't move when he was stepped on.

I'm afraid he can't imagine that he has just stepped on others, and now he has been trampled on the ground, and his dignity has also been trampled on the ground.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man reacted, and asked him with anger, he was the youngest elder of the Imperial Sword Sect, and if he dared to hurt him, he would be the enemy of their Imperial Sword Sect.

"Who do you care about me?" I want to ask who you are?" Ling Tianyu said with an extremely domineering step on his head.

Bullied his friend, just such a little cultivation, it's a fart!

"Okay, good, you're crazy enough!" The middle-aged man endured the pain of his broken left arm, endured the anger and killing intent in his heart, and said proudly: "I am the third elder of the Imperial Sword Sect, let me go if I know each other, otherwise you will be endlessly hunted and killed!"

"Imperial Sword Sect?" Ling Tianyu shook his head and laughed when he heard this, he had never heard of the name of the Imperial Sword Sect, and he didn't want to hear it.

"I don't care if you're from the Sword Sect or some kind of bullshit sect, I'll give you a word, you won't see the sun tomorrow. ”

"Click!" After speaking, without any hesitation, Ling Tianyu stomped on his head, and a flame appeared, burning all the corpses in the room cleanly, leaving no ashes behind.

Dongfang Shuo and Nan Wuji looked at this scene, they were very frightened, they were really destroyed?

Although Zhao Xiangde was seriously injured, he was still awake and was frightened by Ling Tianyu's move.

He didn't expect Ling Tianyu to rush over.

"Tianyu, you're too impulsive. Dongfang Shuo and the others helped Zhao Xiangde to the sofa and sighed: "Once they can't go back, the people of the Imperial Sword Sect will definitely find them, and it will be even more troublesome when the time comes." ”

Ling Tianyu smiled and said, "Then defeat them, and there will be no trouble?"

"This ......" Dongfang Shuo and the others were speechless when they were refuted by Ling Tianyu's words, what he said was right, defeat, let them go back, it is absolutely impossible for the people of the Imperial Sword Sect to give up, what is the difference between killing or not killing?

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