"Dad, save me, save me..." Jian Wuhen screamed in pain.
"Even the King of Heaven and I can't save you today."
Thinking of Ruan Meigui being tortured like that, the anger in Ye Xiong's heart turned into a torrent of rage, and he raised his sword and struck it down again.
This sword stabbed his right thigh.
"Master Jiang Pavilion, isn't he dead? Why is he here?"
"What on earth is going on? Why did he do this to Brother Jian?"
"Go and tell the Pavilion Master quickly."
After hearing Ye Xiong's voice, the people around him finally recognized his identity, and they all shouted and became a mess.
There were people who originally wanted to come over to help, but after knowing his identity, no one dared to come over again.
Just kidding, this guy can even knock Jian Wuhen out with a slap. Whoever goes up to him is looking for death.
"Let dad come and save me."
Jian Wuhen fell to the ground, all ten fingers were cut off, and his thigh was stabbed twice. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted.
"Five years ago, I didn't destroy you thoroughly enough, and you still came out to harm others. Today I will see how you can recover."
In Ye Xiong's palm, there was a ball of vitality condensed, and he was about to slap it down when suddenly a voice shouted loudly.
"Jiang Nan, stop it."
A stream of light fell from the sky and landed in front of Ye Xiong. It was Jian Nanshan who was rushing back.
Behind him were five figures, none other than the head Nangong Han and the other four pavilion masters. Originally, they were having a meeting in the Changsheng Palace to discuss the departure of most of the disciples. Unexpectedly, the disciples came to report that Pavilion Master Jiang was not dead, so
They all came over.
Jian Nanshan looked at Jian Wushuang who was tortured to the point of being out of shape on the ground, with all ten of his fingers broken off, two sword holes on his thighs, and his whole body covered in blood, and he suddenly became furious.
In the past five years, he spent a lot of money to finally cure Jian Wuhen, but he didn't expect that he would be crippled again in the blink of an eye.
If you have ten broken fingers and can’t even hold a sword, how can you practice in the future?
"Jiang, if you dare to touch my son, I will cut your body into pieces." Jian Nanshan was filled with murderous intent and was about to take action.
At this moment, a figure stood in front of him and said, "Master of the Sword Pavilion, calm down and say what you have to say."
Nangong Han stood up at the right time. He knew Ye Xiong's character, which was gentle and low-key. Under normal circumstances, he would not do such cruel things. There must be a reason why he is so crazy now.
"Master, how can you tell me to calm down? Look at how my son has been tortured." Jian Nanshan roared angrily.
"At least you have to understand the reason!" After Nangong Han finished speaking, his eyes fell on Ye Xiong and asked: "Master Jiang Pavilion, what is going on? Didn't you and your wife already fall into the spiritual realm?
Why are you here? And...why did you do this to Jian Wuhen?"
Ye Xiong snorted coldly and asked, "I would like to ask why Jiannan Mountain appears here?"
"The Master of the Sword Pavilion is from the Immortality Sect, so he will naturally appear here. Is it any wonder?"
"If I remember correctly, Zhuo Wushuang has disguised the Sword Demon as Nie Biao and tried to kill our couple in the secret realm. He recorded it with a water mirror and handed it over to you. Jian Nanshan is the mastermind behind this incident, isn't it?
Should he be investigated and detained? Why are you still here?"
Ye Xiong's voice was very stern, aggressive, and domineering. Nangong Han was speechless at the moment.
"This... we have investigated clearly and found that this matter has nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion Master. It was the Sword Demon who knew that his nephew was deposed by you and did it himself." Nangong Han said.
"What the hell? Does anyone believe what you are saying?" Ye Xiong roared, pointed at the people in the audience and shouted: "Do you believe it? Without anyone's help, the Sword Demon can replace Nie Biao and enter the spirit without anyone noticing.
Yu, you lied to a three-year-old child?"
Those words made Nangong Han's face turn red.
The disciples in the audience began to whisper and discuss in low voices.
"My surname is Ye, this result was negotiated by the master and the four major pavilions. They all agreed that this matter has nothing to do with me. Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to scold the master here." Jian Nanshan stood up:
"I would like to ask you, didn't you die in the spiritual realm? Why did you appear here? Is it your fault that the spiritual energy in the spiritual realm is exhausted now?"
"Why did I appear here? I don't know what happened. I remember that I died in the spiritual realm, but when I woke up and came back here, I don't know what happened."
"You are a liar. Who would believe this?" Jian Nanshan shouted.
"Some people believe everything about Sword Demon that has nothing to do with you. Why doesn't anyone believe my words?" Ye Xiong asked in return.
Some of the disciples in the audience couldn't help but be amused by him.
Only now did they realize that Ye Xiong was completely mocking Jian Nanshan when he said this.
"Master Jiang Pavilion, let me not ask you how you came out of the spiritual realm. Now I want to ask, why did you catch Jian Wuhen and hurt him like this?" Nangong Han continued to ask.
It's okay if I don't say it, but Ye Xiong gets angry when I mention it.
"Master, I came out of the Spiritual Realm to see how you treat Jiannanshan before I consider whether to come back, but you disappointed me. Jiannanshan sent people to kill me, but you don't care. If I come back again, what will happen to me?"
Will he live? Will he let me go? Can't I just pretend to be dead?"
"I originally thought that I would never have anything to do with the Immortality Sect again, but I didn't expect that my friend knew about my death and came to see me, but was arrested by Jian Wuhen and tortured like this."
Ye Xiong pointed at Ruan Meigui on You Ming's back, and became angrier as he spoke: "Every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner. I am dead, and his Jian Wuhen still won't let me go. He spreads his hatred for me on my friends."
, is he still human?”
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Everyone's eyes fell on the dying Ruan Meigui on Netherworld's back.
"This is just your one-sided statement, no one believes it." Jian Nanshan shouted.
"If you don't believe it, you can enter the room and go to the basement to see. There is an iron cage there with my friend's blood on it." Ye Xiong shouted.
Nangong Han's face became serious and he said to Yu Fengxian beside him: "Master Yu, go down and take a look."
"Yes, Master."
Yu Fengxian walked into the house and entered the basement.
After a while, she came out and came to Netherworld and said, "I want to see her injuries."
"Master, please take a look." You Ming replied.
Yu Fengxian stepped forward and looked at the injuries on Ruan Meigui's body, on her wrists, feet, and body, carefully studying them.
After seeing it, even she felt a burst of anger in her heart.
"Master, I have confirmed that this girl is being held down below and has multiple injuries on her body, which are very serious." Yu Fengxian replied.
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience.
At first, many people saw Jian Wuhen being tortured like this and sympathized with him and thought he was pitiful.
But now, no one feels pity for him, but feels that he brought it upon himself.