Chen Xun was busy handing over the Qiankun Ring, but at this moment, Chen Youqian, who was bruised and covered in blood, had no idea where he got the strength, suddenly got up from the ground and knocked over the young man in the green robe.

"Dad! You can't give it, you can't start the formation! My brother is still outside. If you start the formation, he will die! He will die!"

Chen Youqian roared hysterically and rushed all the way.

But he is only at the peak of the Martial Soul Realm after all.

The man in green robe was in pain. Unexpectedly, the other party had the courage to provoke him. He held Chen Youqian's shoulders like iron pliers and pressed him to the ground!

"Let me go, you beast, let me go!"

Chen Youqian struggled desperately, as if he was ruthlessly pressed on the knife and chopped.

A trace of malicious intention flashed across the vicious eyes of the young man in the green robe. He knew that the top-grade Xuan Jing was on the middle-aged man named Chen Xun, and the young man he held down was actually just a waste.

"Baby, you dare to hit me! Even Emperor Qin Tian didn't dare to fart when facing the sect mansion behind me. What are you?"

The man in the green robe pressed down and tried hard to break free. He looked at Chen Youqian's pain and hysterical howling, and his eyes were very excited.

"Stop, please stop, I promised to give you enough Xuanjing to let my son go, please let me go!"

On the other side, Chen Xun also broke free with all his might, but his cultivation was weak and he could not escape the vicious hands of the man in the green robe.

"It's too late! If I let him go, will I still want face?"

The young man in green robe suddenly smiled, licked the corner of his mouth, and pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist. He shook it in front of Chen Youqian.

"Let me go! You beast let me go, dad! Can't give them Xuan Jing!"

Chen Youqian seemed to have not seen the dagger in front of him, and was still shouting at the top of his throat.

"Hmph—!" Suddenly, the young man in green robe sneered, and the dagger flew over Chen Youqian's finger, tearing open the skin, and smashing the bones!

"ah--!"

With his fingers connected to his heart, Chen Youqian let out a tragic scream.

"Son! Son! You bastards, let go, I'll give it to you now!"

Chen Xun was crying and tremblingly handed all the Xuan Jing in the Qiankun Ring to another man in the green robe.

The man in the green robe swept his soul and nodded, "It's enough."

The young man in green robe smiled and sat on Chen Youqian's back, looking excitedly at his struggle and pain, and said, "Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier... But this is the price you insulted me, and you hit me just now."

Click!

The second finger was cut off!

“Hmm——!”

Chen Youqian's face was twisted in pain... He curled up like shrimps and fainted.

"Not energetic..." The man in green robe ordered: "Tell the master, open the Turin formation--!"

In the corner of the hall, Chen Yiliang was also tortured and was in a mess. He used all his strength to get up and injected a trace of true energy into the Tianzhao List...

......

"No, this monster is coming too fast."

Xu Liusu's wings flashed in the void, and he stared at the Tianzhao List without missing any loopholes.

However, at some point, Xu Liusu's pupils suddenly shrank!

"rich?"

He saw a scene that was very dark, a blurry man in green robe sitting on a young man in brocade clothes, covered in blood...

The most important thing is that the young man in the brocade shirt seemed to have broken his fingers...

"How could this happen..."

And just as Xu Liusu was about to see clearly, the light of the screen disappeared...

"Aowoo--!"

"Aowoo!"

Howlings venting cruelty and ruthlessness came from afar.
Chapter completed!