"What?" said the Iron Fist with angry faces.

This guy is not only arrogant, but also arrogant!

Seeing their expressions one by one, Qi Tian said with a straight face: "Why? No, then I'll help you interrupt!"

As he spoke, the foot slammed on Wu Tianlie's shoulder.

The creepy "click" sound reached everyone's ears.

"Ah......h

It's creepy!

Wu Tianlie's head was covered with cold sweat and pain, because under Qi Tian's kick just now, it was as if there were countless small needles piercing his hand, which made Wu Tianlie a little unbearable.

So I couldn't help but scream loudly.

Qi Tian frowned slightly and said, "What is it called?" ”

The atmosphere of the Iron Fist Sect was very strange now, and they didn't dare to gasp, because they were afraid that Qi Tian would make more excessive demands.

"Kill him, kill him!" Wu Tianlie's voice was very desolate, and he wanted to let the people of his sect help him kill Qi Tian.

But now no one dares to come up to Qi Tian for trouble!

Who would dare to look for it? It would definitely be another violent beating, and it could be life-threatening.

"Wait......" The Iron Fist Boss watched Qi Tian stretch out his feet and knew what was going to happen.

But he was still slow, and Qi Tian kicked Wu Tianlie's side face.

This kick kicked out almost half of the teeth in his mouth.

Wu Tianlie's mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't even speak clearly, and even felt a little confused.

Seeing such a horrific scene bloom in their field of vision, all the members of the Iron Fist Sect swallowed deeply.

This Qi Tian is really a little too ruthless, and he doesn't leave them a way to live.

They didn't dare to speak, for fear that Qi Tian would say that they were too noisy and kick off their jaws.

The Iron Fist Sect Boss took a deep look at Qi Tian, then raised his right hand, and finally smashed it on the joint of his left hand, only to hear a "click" sound.

His hand was broken, and he snapped it off.

He hastily studied, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, "All the members of the Iron Fist Sect listen, now on, break your left arm!

Hearing this, a trace of sadness and fear appeared in everyone's eyes.

What does their sect rely on to eat? Since they have called Iron Fist, of course, they eat with their hands, and without their hands, what should they do when they encounter enemies in the future?

"I really don't know what you hesitated about, and I didn't let you cut off your own hands by yourself!" Qi Tian pouted.

In his opinion, he actually let them go, if he was more ruthless, then let them cut off their hands.

If the hand is broken, at least they can recover, but if they don't even have a hand, then they will never have a chance to recover!

Hearing Qi Tian say this, Wu Sanqiong glanced up at the dark night and felt that those beautiful stars suddenly became extremely dazzling.

The sect that he is proud of and his martial arts are all gone, and they were destroyed by the same person tonight!

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his right hand also smashed into his left arm, and with a "click", it was also broken.

The injured fifth child on the ground was the same, with a "click", it was also broken.

The members watched as their four elders' hands were broken, and they also followed their example and gritted their teeth and struck at their left hand.

As a result, in the hall of the Iron Fist Sect, there was a creepy sound of "click" and "click" of bones breaking.

Of course, there are also people who refuse to be short-handed.

When they heard the sounds, they screamed and ran towards the door.

When the Iron Fist Boss saw this, his eyes were cold, his body jumped, kicked him with one kick, and then stepped on his left hand.

There was a "click" sound, and the scream of the disciple on the ground: "Ah...... My hands, my hands ......"

There were a few people who fled, and the old Iron Fist kept stomping on their hands with a cold face.

didn't step on one, the boss's heart hurt, this is what he has accumulated over the years, so there are so many members, but today their hands are broken.

His heart ached, it hurt so much that it almost suffocated.

In the end, he was almost numb, and the boss looked directly at Qi Tian and said, "The left hands of all the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect have all been broken, is there anything that the seniors are not satisfied with?"

If Qi Tian is still not satisfied, then the boss can only fight with Qi Tian desperately.

Fortunately, after Qi Tian watched them do all this, he nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Okay, let's bypass you this time, you can heal slowly, if you pay attention, you can still recover!"

The boss nodded calmly and said, "Thank you seniors for your advice!"

Qi Tian was satisfied and left with Lou Yunchun.

After they left, the boss sat on the ground, looked at the injured disciples beside him, gritted his teeth, and squeezed his right hand tightly.

Qi Tian is right, they still have a chance to recover, their hand is broken, it's not gone, of course there is a chance to recover.

But the boss also knows that after their hands are restored, their strength will definitely not be restored!

If the sequelae are gone, then there is no way for them to recover for the rest of their lives.

Of course, if Qi Tian refers to him to rule, then their strength will not be damaged, but if someone else comes to rule, then I don't know!

He closed his eyes, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became extremely strange.

Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After this mouthful of blood spurted out, his face turned a lot rudder.

"Boss. Wu Sanqiong shouted with a gloomy face.

In his opinion, this disaster of today's sect was completely brought about by him.

If it weren't for him, Qi Tian would never have found this place at all.

So there was a lot of self-reproach in his words.

He looked to both sides, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

His own junior brothers, dead and wounded, this sect no longer seems to have the top ten in martial arts before.

"I can't endure this hatred like this!" said the Iron Fist Boss through gritted teeth.

"Big brother, what do you mean?" Wu Sanqiong's body shook and looked at him and said.

"I'm going to find the master!" said a hint of madness crossed the boss's expression.

"Master, him?" Wu Sanqiong's body shook, and he reacted violently: "You mean, Shizun is still there, and Shizun is still willing to be angry for us?"

"When Shizun left, he told me that once the sect was killed, there would be a chance to find him! If this young man was really from the ancient sect, it should be Shizun's turn to come forward and clean up. ”

Wu Sanqiong's face suddenly swelled with a touch of ecstasy.

Because Shizun is also a member of the ancient sect, if Shizun is willing to come forward, then Qi Tian will be cleaned up!

"Sanqiong, you come with me, Erda, you help send people to the rear to rest, try to cure your hands first, it's really not good, let Uncle Doctor come over!"

"Yes, master!" Er's stunned hand was also broken, and he answered the boss, and then began to busy himself with his own affairs.

After the boss had given all this instructions, he walked towards the back room.

Wu Sanqiong hurriedly followed.

After approaching the back room, the two old guys with severed hands were a little silent, only to see the boss take out a talisman.

"What is this?"

"This was left to me after Master left, and he said that as long as you burn this, you can contact him. ”

With that, the boss took out a lighter and lit the talisman.

After burning the talisman, Wu Sanqiong didn't see any movement for a long time, and her expression was a little puzzled.

The boss's expression also became solemn, could it be that what the master gave him was fake?

They waited for a full ten minutes, and there was no movement in the house for ten minutes.

Both of them were a little disappointed, and at the same time a little lonely, if the master really didn't care about this matter, then there was no one to help them.

Just as they were infinitely lost and about to leave, they suddenly heard an extremely majestic voice in the house.

"Who's looking for me?"

"Master!" Hearing the voice, the boss looked happy, including Wu Sanqiong.

"Boss, what's the matter? Didn't I say that if it wasn't for the disaster, don't you look for me?"

"Master, there is a man here today, and he almost wiped us all out!"

"If it's destroyed, how are you still talking to me here?"

"Because all the hands of the whole sect have been broken!"

"What?"

"Master, the Iron Fist Sect has lost its top ten demeanor, because our hands are broken!" there was a sadness in the boss's voice.

"What's the matter?"

The boss told Lou Yunchun that he assassinated the fourth child and concealed the fact that the third child went to Qi Tian for trouble.

There was a solemnity in his master's voice and he said, "Are you sure you are a member of the Ancient Sect?"

"I'm not sure, but we're not a single enemy of his skills at all!"

"Okay, I know about this, I have to report to the master!"

Seeing that Shizun had no intention of continuing, the boss hurriedly said, "Shizun, if you don't come forward in this matter, there will be no way for the Iron Fist Sect you created to continue to survive!"

He was extremely sad, and if the Iron Fist Sect was gone for his own reasons, he would regret his death!

"I have to tell the master about this matter first, if it is a person from the ancient sect, someone will naturally come to take them back, and this account must also be calculated with them!"

"Master, are you willing to come forward?" said the boss.

"Alright, you can heal in peace and wait for my news. ”

"Yes, Master!" said the boss respectfully.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound, and the boss's expression finally showed a touch of joy.

Shizun is willing to help, so Qi Tian naturally has no good end.

What about you from the Ancient Sect? My master is also from the Ancient Sect!

In a certain mountain outside the Zhehai and Quanjiao Expressway, a man with an old face walked out of a small thatched hut.

He smashed the mirror in front of him and roared angrily: "Isn't the restraint of the ancient sect useless? Since you dare to go down the mountain to deal with our Iron Fist Sect, then I want your sect to have a hard time!"

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