The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 309 Massacre
Their eyes were full of fierce light, and their murderous aura was several times fiercer than before.

They are purple spirit powerhouses, the topmost people in the Eastern Ming Continent, and they are existences that everyone has to look up to.

As long as he is willing to be a slave, who can refuse?
Even the suzerain of the alchemy sect treats these purple spirit powerhouses with courtesy.

But now, they were actually rejected by a brat who said they were not qualified.

The anger in their hearts burned their reason and made them even change their names.

A kid who didn't know where to get the peerless elixir dared to humiliate them in public.

Then kill him!

When the time comes, the peerless pills he possesses will all be theirs.

"Zhaozhuo!" Yunmo shouted anxiously.

Feng Zhuo stood beside Nangong Yan and didn't take half a step back.

Just three purple spirits, they are not qualified to make Nan Gongxia blink.

Under the terrified eyes of everyone, Nangong Yan raised his hand, pointing forward with his knuckle fingers.

"Congeal!"

He gave a cold drink.

At the place pointed by him, the figure of a purple spirit bearer appeared, but it seemed to be nailed there, only the eyeballs were moving around, but the body could not move.

Nangong Yan's fingers moved slightly, and the body of the purple spirit bearer moved sideways in mid-air.

"Bang" "Bang"

Successive cries of pain sounded.

The two purple spirit bearers who disappeared before everyone's eyes because of their speed were knocked to the ground one after another.

The three fell to the ground together, clutching their chests and vomiting blood.

They fell into the dust, looking up at the man standing there like a god, their eyes were full of horror.

The bearer at the peak of Ziling was even more shocked.

With just such a finger, he was fixed in mid-air and could not move. What kind of cultivation level can do this?

He felt that he would never be able to guess it in his entire life.

escape!
The three purple spirit bearers all had the same idea.

In the end, they found that after they fell to the ground, they were imprisoned by a force, and even moving their little fingers was wishful thinking.

Their eyes were full of despair, and they begged Nangongyan for mercy.

Nangong Yan ignored them, but stared at Feng Zhuo, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "Xiao Zhuo'er, do you want to try the pleasure of killing Zi Ling?"

Only then did the people present recover from the shock, and gasped one after another.

The siege of the three purple spirits was defeated so easily?
Who is this man?Why is it so powerful?

They all looked at Feng Zhuo in unison.

"For a kind-hearted person like me, it's really impossible to torture or kill them. Abolish their cultivation, cut off their tendons and tendons, let them live." Feng Zhuo said.

Is this kindness?
It's even more unacceptable than torture, okay?
The people present looked at the purple spirit bearer with great compassion.

Not everyone is like Feng Zhuo, after falling from the clouds to the dust, he can still work hard so unremittingly and stand on the peak again.

They will only go completely crazy in the huge gap, or they can't bear to commit suicide.

In this way, it would be better to kill them directly.

Ziling's bearer naturally kept begging, but to Nangong Yan, Feng Zhuo's words were an imperial decree.

In the eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and slapped several times out of thin air, and there were successive screams.

Then, he flicked lightly with his fingers, and the invisible air blade slashed across the limbs of the purple spirit bearers, cutting off their tendons and hamstrings, completely annihilating them.

(End of this chapter)