Chapter 32 Domineering
With her here, what's a broken limb?
No matter what Yun Mo wanted to say, Feng Zhuo roughly pinched his chin, put the pill into his mouth, closed it forcefully, pinched his nose, and forced him to swallow it.

"You can choose to waste the power of this elixir." Feng Zhuo left behind a sentence, and then stopped caring about Yun Mo.

She picked up the long sword that Yun Mo dropped aside, and the tip of the sword touched the ground. As she walked, the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, making a crisp sound.

The voice fell in Shui Tianse's ears, like a reminder.

"Zhao'er! You can't kill me! I'm your savior! If it wasn't for me, you would have died long ago when the beast spirit was gone!"

With the death of the leopard, the watery beast spirit quickly withered, and its spiritual power dissipated at a rapid speed.

He is now an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

He knew very well that he, who became a waste, would definitely be abandoned, not to mention that no one would come out and say anything for him on the fighting arena.

If he wants to survive, he can only save himself!

He was smart enough not to speak clearly, but he didn't know that Feng Zhuo knew about it a long time ago. Feng Yuyan was not interested in the fact that he deliberately sold her beast spirit.

Feng Zhuo stopped, looked at the place where the mother and daughter of Feng's family were, and slightly hooked her red lips, "You want to cut off my hands? Cut off my feet? Scratch my face? Blind my eyes? Let me be beaten again. The spirit beast is trampled into meat paste? And then fed to the dogs?"

She repeated what Feng Yunshang said from beginning to end.

When everyone was wondering what she was going to do, they raised the long sword in their hands and dropped it!

"Ah!" Shui Tianse let out a miserable scream.

Both of his arms were chopped off by Feng Zhuo.

"Today, I want you to keep your eyes open and see what will happen to those who want to harm me!"

Feng Zhuo's long sword was raised and lowered continuously, Shui Tianse fainted from the pain and then woke up again.

Broken limbs flew around and blood spattered.

In front of everyone, Feng Zhuo made Shui Tianse into a pig.

She didn't change her expression, her eyes didn't fluctuate in any way, and she didn't show any mercy to Shui Tianxuan who was still breathing.

Because she knew that if it wasn't for the Wen Yu that Nangong Yan had left for her, she would have looked like this.

Yun Mo and Yun Yichen will all die tragically!
"Yun Yichen, summon your natal beast, and crush this thing into meat paste!" Feng Zhuo raised his foot and kicked Shui Tianse, and as Shui Tianse rolled, another strike appeared on the fighting platform bloodstains.

Yun Yichen's face turned pale and his body trembled, but his eyes were full of excitement.

They, the Yun family, have never won in the fighting arena.

Now that Feng Zhuo helped them break the curse, how could he show weakness?
Although his natal beast is dying, it is also a hundred-year-old spirit beast, and it is absolutely possible to crush people into meat paste or something.

In the end, Shui Tianse didn't even scream, and turned into a pile of meat sauce, and was fed to wild dogs.

Feng Zhuo stood on the fighting stage, holding a blood-dripping long sword in his hand, slashed in a circle out of thin air, and finally landed on the pale-faced mother and daughter of the Feng family.

"I am kindly reminding you that if you want to harm my mind, you must have the ability to kill me completely. Otherwise, it will be your fate!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Zhuo said: "Yun Yichen, help grandpa, let's go home!"

Feng Zhuo opened the way ahead, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

Those who participated in Yunmo's going to the Wudoutai, no one dared to stop them.

(End of this chapter)

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