"You ants, look for death!" Elder Wu was furious, he originally thought that as soon as he signed up, these people all collapsed and knelt down to surrender.

But he didn't expect that these ants would ignore him.

Elder Wu suddenly pulled out a spirit sword with a flickering spiritual light, and he was about to slaughter all of them.

But as soon as his spirit sword was drawn, a pressure was suppressed like a mountain.

With a "plop", this Tianshan Elder Wu actually knelt on the ground without resistance, his face full of horror and disbelief.

Seeing this, the apprehension and fear in their hearts had already been thrown out of the clouds, and they were even more ruthless one by one.

I heard the sound of bones shattering, and the terrible screams.

The Ye family had suffered a lot of humiliation before, but now they had turned the tables, and they all used their strength to eat milk, and smashed the legs of these Changchun sect monks frantically one stick after another.

And Han Qing suppressed their spiritual power, they couldn't operate their spiritual power protection at all, and their legs were smashed into meat sauce from the toes, which was miserable.

It wasn't until the legs of all the Changchun sect monks were smashed that these Ye family disciples stopped panting.

Those Changchun sect monks should have fainted in pain, but Han Qing stimulated them to be unable to coma, making them endure this inhuman torture.

"The Chen family is out, it's our turn." Old Man Chen said sharply.

Dozens of men from the Chen family rushed out and aimed at these Changchun sect monks, and their urine rained down.

All the onlookers were silent with complicated expressions.

Who would have believed that the head and disciples of the Changchun Sect, the top implicit sect, would be smashed by someone and then drenched in urine.

Who would dare to believe that the elders of the Tianshan Holy Land could not afford to kneel on the ground, and they were more grandsons than their grandsons.

It's about to change, but it's not what they thought it was.

Soon, these Changchun sect monks were all drenched in urine, exuding a sky-high commotion.

There were some Changchun sect monks who wanted to faint for a long time, but under Han Qing's suppression, they couldn't do it.

Then, some of them have a mental breakdown and go crazy directly.

"Young master, that Cao Dong gave birth to a backbone and betrayed the young master." Old Madam Ye held a cane in her hand and pointed at Cao Dongdao, who had long been paralyzed on the ground.

"Since then, there has been no Cao family in Jiangnan." Han Qing said lightly.

"Young master, I was wrong, spare me, spare our Cao family......" Cao Dong shouted bitterly, he regretted it in his heart, but regret was useless.

At this time, all the Changchun sect monks who had only half of their bodies left were thrown out like garbage.

And the guests who were originally onlookers gathered around again, with an extremely flattering attitude.

"The Holy Son of the Heavenly Mountains, Mo Yuntian, has arrived." Suddenly, someone outside shouted roll call.

Elder Wu of the Tianshan Mountains, who was still kneeling on the ground, was immediately ecstatic.

Although Han Qing did not suppress him anymore, he did not dare to get up because he was afraid.

Even, he was thinking in his heart that if he got up, Han Qing would not be able to use this excuse to kill him directly.

So, for the sake of prudence, he could only kneel on the ground all the time.

And now, when he heard that the Holy Son Mo Yuntian had arrived, he immediately got up from the ground and showed his arrogance again.

"Didn't you hear that our Heavenly Mountain Mo Holy Son arrived? You are not quick to kneel down and welcome you." Elder Wu shouted loudly.

It's just that no one pays attention to him at all.

At this moment, Mo Yuntian, the Holy Son of Tianshan Mountain, entered the courtyard.

"In the Moyun sky, I heard that Mrs. Ye had her 80th birthday, so I came to congratulate her, a small congratulatory gift, not a tribute." As soon as Mo Yuntian entered the courtyard, he quietly glanced at Han Qing, and then came to Old Madam Ye.

Immediately, an entourage presented a congratulatory gift, which turned out to be an extremely precious Tang Sancai.

Everyone present, except for Han Qing, was stunned.

Especially Elder Wu, who had become arrogant again, opened his mouth even wider, and his whole person seemed to have become a sculpture.