Peerless Pill God

"You two waste, hurry up and cripple your one-arms!" Ling Yu shouted at Ling Dongfeng and Ling Dongfeng. His shout was as terrifying as thunder.    

Ling Donglai and Ling Dongfeng looked at each other. They had never thought that things would turn out this way.    

Under the intimidation of the old ancestor, the two of them slapped their arms hard.    

"Crack!"    

"Crack!"    

The sound of two bones breaking rang out. One of Ling Donglai and Ling Dongfeng's arms fell down powerlessly. The broken bones pierced through the Skin, and the blood seeped out, accompanied by intense pain.    

Ling Dongfeng and Ling Donglai lowered their heads. Their eyes were filled with endless humiliation and resentment.    

To make them cripple their own one-arm in front of so many people, humiliating them like this would become a stain on their reputation for the rest of their lives.    

Qin Sheng had a cold smile on his face. These two fellows were simply reaping what they deserved. The sins that he had committed, even if he had to grit his teeth, he would have to swallow them down.    

Whether it was Deacon Ling, Ling Dongfeng, or Ling Donglai, Qin Sheng didn't have the slightest bit of pity for them.    

If it wasn't for Qin Sheng, an ordinary Soul Realm Warriors would have already been humiliated a hundred times, and Xia Bingning would have been taken away by force.    

Only Qin Sheng had Grade Nine Guest Warrior of the Divine Pill Sect's token, and he happened to meet Yuwen Huaze, who had come to visit the Lingyun Hall.    

Otherwise, all of this would be hard to predict.    

Very quickly, Qin Sheng withdrew his gaze, and very naturally, he held Xia Bingning's Jadeskin's small hand, which was as smooth as a suet jade, and left the Lingyun Hall.    

"Let's go. "    

Qin Sheng turned his head and looked at the blushing Xia Bingning. Although this was not the first time Xia Bingning held hands, she still felt an electric shock, and her delicate body stiffened.    

Clan elder and the group of Qin Family disciples had shocked expressions on their faces, but before they could disperse, they followed Qin Sheng and left.    

"Let's go as well. "    

Yuwen Huaze waved his sleeve violently and left as well.    

With the matter having escalated to such a stage, Yuwen Huaze could not continue to tour the Lingyun Hall.    

The rest of the surrounding Fighter were like a bunch of motley crew, retreating one after another, not daring to stay any longer.    

This Lingyun Hall had suffered to such an extent that they had nowhere to vent their anger. If they continued to stay here, there was a high chance of them being unlucky.    

Ling Yu looked at Qin Sheng and Yuwen Huaze who were far away from him. His face instantly darkened to the extreme. Both of his eyes shot out a terrifying light that seemed to have materialized. He gritted his teeth and sent a voice transmission to all the people of the Lingyun Hall, "Two hours later! I want to know all the information about that Qin Sheng!"    

. . .    

"Haha, thank you, Senior Yuwen, for what happened today. " Xia Bingning had already broken free from Qin Sheng's devil hand.    

Yuwen Huaze said with a faint smile. "It's a small matter. What Lingyun Hall? In the vast and boundless Great Yan Dynasty, it's just a bigger grain of sand in the endless desert. It's not worth mentioning. "    

"Little brother Qin Sheng, you can just call me big brother Yu Wen. There's no need to call me senior. " Yuwen Huaze was talking and laughing happily. He actually called Qin Sheng brother.    

The group of Outer Court geniuses who had been following behind Qin Sheng all revealed shocked expressions.    

They were very clear about Instructor's pride. Although he was over fifty years old, he was still considered very young for a unblocking nine tribulations warrior. Furthermore, he had the talent to concoct pills. A Level 9 Guest Warrior that was valued as a Divine Pill Sect was usually very arrogant.    

A proud Instructor actually called this Reaching Soul State, an ordinary looking Reaching Soul State Low level fighter, brother. The difference between their Martial arts cultivation was like ten thousand miles.