1222: C1222 His Temper Is Much Better Now

C1222 His Temper Is Much Better Now

Lee Zongjiu said with sincerity.

Initially, he thought that it would be better for him to stay out of trouble. After all, Fong Jianshan was just a child. If this lesson could change his mind, Lee Zongjiu would have done something good.

Therefore, Lee Zongjiu had chosen to do something good for the first time in his life. He had never thought that his temper would become so good. If this had happened in the past, he would have carried Fong Jianshan's head to the Fong family to look for trouble.

Even this Compassion in front of him wouldn't have a good ending.

Lee Zongjiu would kill them all as well.

"Sigh, how can the current me be so kind? I don't even know myself anymore."

At this moment, Lee Zongjiu was also putting on a show in his heart. He felt a little sad about this change.

However, it was obvious that the other party didn't accept Lee Zongjiu's good intentions.

Fong Jianshan's face was gloomy and he did not say anything. Lee Zongjiu's request was better than ending Fong Jianshan's life.

Similarly, there was no good expression on his sad and carefree face. He looked at Lee Zongjiu with an extremely cold expression. Lee Zongjiu was clearly teasing him.

"Why is there a need for Sorrow to make things difficult for this lowly brat? I have already sent out a signal from the Fong family. In just a moment, they will all arrive!" Fong Jianshan looked at Lee Zongjiu and had an ominous feeling in his heart.

At least he would not be able to withstand the throwing knife just now. If not for Deacon Bei, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.

"Are you not giving face to the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect?"

How could Bei Zizai get off the stage?

He even had Lee Zongjiu's throwing knife in his hand.

It was not that Grief Freedom did not want to return it to Lee Zongjiu. It was just that this throwing knife gave Grief Freedom a strange feeling. It seemed that as long as he let go, this throwing knife would attack again without hesitation.

Naturally, he wanted to return the throwing knife to Lee Zongjiu after the negotiation was over. At the very least, he needed to make sure that Lee Zongjiu would not act recklessly.

"Is the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect really that amazing?"

Lee Zongjiu frowned and said indifferently.

Hearing Lee Zongjiu's impudent words, Fong Jianshan and Bei Zizai were completely furious.

"Little brother, let me give you a word of advice. It doesn't matter if you joke around with me, but if you dare to insult the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect, believe me, you will regret it." Bei Zizai said coldly and ruthlessly.

Even after saying this, he felt that he was full of vigor.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have the confidence to kill Lee Zongjiu, he wouldn't have talked so much nonsense with Lee Zongjiu. In this place, he had already rushed up to Lee Zongjiu when he was being arrogant. Then, he slapped the latter until he turned into minced meat.

"Is that so? I prefer to insult your Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect. I'm sorry. I'm not targeting you. I'm saying that this Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect is just a trash sect. What can you do about it?"

Lee Zongjiu waved his hand and said.

At this moment, the manager of the Chaotic Restaurant was listening to Lee Zongjiu's words from afar. His facial expression immediately changed and turned extremely ugly. He originally wanted to stop this fight. However, he knew it was too late when he heard Lee Zongjiu's words.

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to bleed like a river again in this desolate restaurant!"

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and decided that it was better for him not to show himself. Therefore, he returned to his small room and went to sleep in peace.

He also hoped that these people wouldn't tear down his restaurant. However, all the losses would be settled in the Fong family. He knew that such a day would come when he could open such a restaurant in the desert city.

He had to have sufficient strength to ensure that the restaurant could operate normally.

"Those who insult the sect, die!"

A monstrous killing intent instantly burst out from Bei Zizai's eyes.

The Qi on his body was unleashed as well, a Sixth Grade Origin Emperor!

With such strength, he was able to sit on the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect's throne. The outer sect elder said that he had some tricks up his sleeve. One should know that Sect Master from the Profound Origin Sect was only an intermediate Origin Emperor.

Immediately, Bei Zizai prepared to throw the throwing knife in his hand at Lee Zongjiu. He would blast Lee Zongjiu's head with the throwing knife, but when the sorrowful finger left the throwing knife,

However, he discovered that the power he exerted on the throwing knife seemed to have been devoured by this throwing knife.

"Swoosh!"

The Soul Severing throwing knife spun around and flew toward Bei Zizai's palm once again.

The speed of the explosion was several times faster than before.

Bei Zizai's right hand's finger was directly cut off by the Soul Severing throwing knife.

Bei Zizai himself had already raised his palm, preparing to blast Lee Zongjiu into pieces with the supreme palm technique of the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect. But in the blink of an eye, the Soul Severing throwing knife had cut off all five of Bei Zizai's fingers.

"Ah, my fingers!"

Bei Zizai looked at his bare palm. In the next second, the Soul Severing throwing knife continued to spin. Immediately, Bei Zizai's arm was like a fruit vendor cutting pear on the street. The flesh on his arm was easily removed.

Blood scattered all over the ground, and the bones of his hand were already clearly visible.

This matter had only happened for an instant. Even the protective Yuan Power in Bei Zizai's body did not make the slightest movement. He did not even have the time to resist the power of the Soul Severing throwing knife before his entire arm's flesh was cut off!

Only dense white bones appeared in front of his eyes.

"What!"

When Fong Jianshan saw this scene, he was also scared to the point of retreating. His face also turned deathly pale.

"Go!"

Lee Zongjiu waved his hand again and cut his other hand into a white bone.

"Ah!" Blood was dripping from the bottom of Bei Zizai's foot. He was a Sixth Grade Origin Sovereign Stage, but he didn't have the slightest bit of resistance in front of Lee Zongjiu.

"How is it? Like I said, trash is trash."

Lee Zongjiu waved his hand and said.

"You, I have given you enough time to think. Are you going to kneel or not?"

Lee Zongjiu looked at Fong Jianshan. If Fong Jianshan didn't want to do it, he would just kill him along the way.

After killing Fong Jianshan, he still had to eat the fish.

Just when Fong Jianshan didn't know how to answer Lee Zongjiu, a group of people with murderous intent rushed into the restaurant. These people were all wearing leather armor. Not only could the leather armor block the heat, it could also protect themselves.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Fong Jianshan saw that the man who rushed in was the leader of the Fong family's guards.

Coincidentally, these people were patrolling the nearby shops today. They happened to encounter the signal from Fong Jianshan. Otherwise, it would take them some time to come and rescue them. At least, it wouldn't be as fast as it was now.

Although the Desert City wasn't big, it wasn't small either.

"Feng Tang, you came at the right time. Quickly capture this man. This man dares to slander the reputation of the Affectionate Cloud Holy Sect!"

"Also, quickly get the medical officer to treat the elder's injuries."

Fong Jianshan quickly ordered.

At this moment, Feng Tang was leading nearly twenty guards. These guards were all Origin King Stage warriors. Most importantly, these guards had killed countless people, and they were very good at killing.

Each of them was cruel and merciless.

"Quickly stop the bleeding for Elder Bei!"

Feng Tang hurriedly instructed when he saw this. One of them went forward and scattered the blood to stop the bleeding onto the two bloody white bones. Even though he had killed many people previously, when he saw the two bones swaying in front of his eyes, he could not help but feel horrified in his heart.

"Close the door!"

Feng Tang ordered.

He took out his treasured saber.

With a bang, the entrance of the restaurant was completely blocked. The people outside couldn't enter, and the people inside couldn't leave. In fact, it didn't matter whether the door was closed or not.

However, doing so could serve as a psychological deterrent.

It made one feel true fear and fear.

Taking the initiative to break through your psychological barrier, so it was all over.

However, this kind of lousy move was completely useless to Lee Zongjiu.

"Brother, don't make it difficult for us. Come with us obediently. It's not difficult for you!"

Feng Tang pointed the blade in his hand at Lee Zongjiu. Judging from the scene in front of him, he naturally knew that Lee Zongjiu was difficult to deal with. Even the powerful personal guard of Fong Jianshan, Yuan Ming, had disappeared.

Could it be that he was scared away? Therefore, this matter was not simple. It made Feng Tang even more vigilant. He stared at Lee Zongjiu in front of him.

Finally, Feng Tang saw Lee Zongjiu's finger move.

Although there was no Yuan energy fluctuation, Feng Tang could subconsciously feel that something was wrong.

"Not good, dodge!"

It was a pity that these words were spoken a little too late.

Almost at the same time the other party spoke, the Soul Severing throwing knife had already turned into a ray of cold light with a swoosh. In an instant, it passed through the temples of the surrounding Fong family guards.

Swish, swish, swish!

As the throwing knife passed by, the bodies of these blade artists and guards who were about to attack and kill Lee Zongjiu fell one after another.

"Putong!"

Plop!

One by one, they fell to the ground, and the last one was Feng Tang.

Immediately, Feng Tang's pupils contracted.

He only had time to see a medicinal throwing knife flying towards him.2

This was also the last scene he saw.

Swoosh!

The Soul Severing throwing knife brought along a streak of blood that flew out.

Feng Tang's body also fell to the ground with a plop.

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