Chapter 927: Really made a pig's head

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Yue Pingjian's great horror, he must make every effort to use his full strength, but at this moment, his mind suddenly became chaotic, anger, sorrow, sorrow, joy, and other very different feelings poured into his heart, and he wanted to cry and be I want to laugh, the whole mental space is completely disorganized.
Ling Chuxi showed no mercy, and immediately used the first sword of the Seven Swords of Cangyuan, as well as the Jianxin Soul Breaking technique. Even ancient families like Gongxi Kuangdao would be disturbed by Jianxin Soul Breaking under the care of the mind, not to mention Yue Pingjian. Although the panacea can improve his true energy, he cannot improve his state of mind. When it comes to his state of mind, he doesn't know how much worse he is than Gongxi.
"Slap, crack, crack, crack..." Yue Pingjian finally woke up, but was awakened by a series of crisp crackles.
Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling pain on his face, as if it had been pierced by countless thin needles, penetrated into the skin, penetrated into the blood veins, and penetrated into the bone marrow.
Ling Chuxi took the sword one by one, and shot it mercilessly on Yue Pingjian's face. The last note put enough effort and directly flew him out.
Boom, Yue Pingjian fell heavily to the ground, but he couldn't feel the pain on his body at all. The tingling pain on his face came. If you don't come out, you will only make a whimper with all your energy.
When I touched my face subconsciously, I realized that one head had swollen into two big ones, and when I touched my hand, I immediately heard more painful pain.
Yue Pingjian rolled over with pain, groaning and groaning constantly. For the first time in his life, he knew that the pain could also be like this, so painful that people could not wait to die. Unfortunately, the long sword in his hands had never been known. Where he flew, he couldn't even die.
Seeing Yue Pingjian's miserable situation, Jin Danzong did not have the slightest pity, but only felt that the people were very happy. If he hadn't moved that kind of ill-concealed thought, how could Ling Chuxi play such a cruel hand.
Refreshing, refreshing! Lan Xinyu's face was so excited and excited that she liked to watch Ling Chuxi abuse people better than she did it herself.
Wei Zhixuan was cold sweat. He thought he was miserable last time. Yue Pingjian was even miserable than himself. Fortunately, he was not beaten.
But it is very strange, why watch Yue Pingjian being abused, he still has a bit of euphoria? This feels really weird.
"Curse life, curse life!" Yue Pingjian's mouth finally issued a hoarse and vague cry for help. If it were not close, no one could really hear him calling for help.
At this time, Yue Pingjian was exhausted, and he could no longer see a trace of his previous spirit, his hair twitched, his face swollen like a pig's head, and a blood stain was rubbed on the ground, and a long shirt was also broken when rolling. It became a piece of cloth, which was more miserable than the beggars on the street.
"Who are you, who dared to make trouble in my Liuyunzong?" At this time, a fat middle-aged woman and two old men in plain robes came from afar and shouted at everyone. The two old men were plainly dressed, but their big sleeves fluttered and had their own majestic atmosphere.
"Uncle Yue, Elder He!" Yan Rusong secretly complained as soon as he saw one of the old men. Why did the old man come here early or late?
That's right, the old man headed by is Yue Pingjian's father, Yue Qingjie. Although Yue Qingjie is usually fair in his dealings, his son is beaten up like this, so it is impossible for him to smile.