Chapter 324

Du ruzheng, lying on the ground, was as pale as death for a moment.

He has never experienced such a painful and complete defeat since he was born.

"Eldest martial brother..." the rest of the biluozong people were scared and wanted to help, but looking at Su Moyu like a ghost, no one dared to move.

"Come here!" Su Moyu suddenly turned his head and pointed to the nearest biluozong disciple.

When the disciple saw Su Moyu looking at himself, he was as frightened as chaff, but he didn't dare not pass.

"Elder... Elder, you call me?" the disciple said in a trembling voice.

Su Moyu sneered. He didn't expect to be called a senior by so many people today.

"Do you know how to solve the poisonous needle of your eldest martial brother?" Su Moyu asked calmly.

"Just... Apply the antidote to the wound." the disciple replied.

"Where's the antidote?" Su Moyu asked.

"Antidote... Only the eldest martial brother and the patriarch have it!" the disciple's forehead was covered with sweat when facing Su Moyu.

Su Moyu nodded silently, turned to look at Du ruzheng and said with a smile, "take out the antidote!"

At this time, Du ruzheng finally took a breath back, turned his head and looked at Su Moyu, turned his hand, took out a bottle of liquid medicine, threw it to Su Moyu and said, "here you are!"

Su Moyu took it, but frowned and said with a smile, "I think your injury is very serious. How about taking this bottle of medicine to you first?"

Hearing this, Du ruzheng suddenly changed his face and said, "no... no, there are too few antidotes for both of us."

Su Moyu was duty bound to open the bottle and put drops on Du ruzheng's wound.

After the drop of medicine fell on Du ruzheng, it immediately penetrated into his skin. He saw that the pinhole on Du ruzheng healed at the speed visible to the flesh eye. At first glance, it really looked like the wound healed, but under his skin, another drop of light green coagulated and did not disperse.

"Master, stop. I'm wrong. I'll get you a real antidote!" Du ruzheng turned pale at the sight of the spot and told Su Moyu for mercy.

Su Moyu snorted heavily. When he started the liquid medicine just now, he noticed that something was wrong.

As a result, he tried Du ruzheng. Sure enough, his doubts were right.

Du ruzheng couldn't at this time. Zhan Weiwei took out another bottle of liquid medicine and handed it to Su Moyu.

Su Moyu snorted and tried the medicine again. After confirming that it was correct, he threw the liquid medicine to Jiang Qingwen.

"Senior... Can you let us go?" seeing that Du ruzheng had given the antidote to Su Moyu, a disciple of Biluo sect asked in a trembling voice.

After some practice just now, everyone knows that Su Moyu's strength is absolutely strong enough to crush these people of bilaozong at will.

Now the life and death of these dozen people can be said to have been under Su Moyu's control.

However, Su Moyu didn't intend to stop. He walked slowly towards the dozen people opposite.

But at this time, Jiang Qingwen, who was sitting on the ground over there, suddenly said, "senior, please spare their lives."

This sentence stunned everyone in the field.

Previously, these disciples of Biluo sect bullied her and Du Ziyi like that. No matter from what point of view, Jiang Qingwen shouldn't ask for them.

But now

"You said... Spare their lives?" obviously, Su Moyu didn't expect her to say so.

"Yes!" Jiang Qingwen's remaining poison was not solved and her injury was not healed, so she seemed to be short of breath when she spoke.

But from her tone, no one could hear the firmness.

"Why?" Su Moyu slowly lowered his hand and looked at her with a puzzled face.

"Today's matter is the gratitude and resentment between xuanjianzong and their biluozong. If the elder acts, I'm afraid it will cause trouble to the elder." Jiang Qingwen gasped for a moment and said to Su Moyu.

But listening to Su Mo Yu Leng hum, "I don't pay attention to this little trouble."

But Jiang Qingwen shook her head and said, "even if you have advanced cultivation and are not afraid to offend biluozong, I can't see you in danger because of me. Moreover, I am the one who has a deep hatred for these guys, not you. If I live today, I will avenge them myself in the future, but if you avenge me, I will be unwilling!"

When she said these words, Jiang Qingwen's expression seemed very stubborn.

These words stopped in Su Moyu's ears, but made him move in his heart.

After pondering for a long time, Su Moyu suddenly smiled and said, "yes, you have to solve this kind of thing by yourself."

Hearing what Su Moyu said, the disciples of bilaozong were all relieved.

But just as those people were about to turn around and leave, Su Moyu snorted heavily and said, "did I tell you to go?"

As soon as the dozen people listened, their faces changed, and they asked in a bold trembling voice, "senior, do you want to go back?"

Su Mo Yu Leng snorted, "I only said to spare you from death, but I didn't say to let you go. How did you go back?"

As soon as they heard this, the faces of the dozen people were heavy again. It took a long time for someone to ask, "then... How can you let us go?"

Su Moyu slowly turned around, looked at Du ruzheng and said with a smile: "it's very simple. Everyone leaves an arm, and then you can roll!"

Upon hearing this, the dozen people exclaimed and looked at each other, but they didn't know what to do.

Su Moyu looked aside, slowly turned around and looked at the people: "don't you start yet? Do you want me to help?"

When Su Moyu spoke, the murderous spirit appeared in his eyes.

Although there was no threat from other words, all these people knew that if they really waited for Su Moyu, they were afraid that these people would die.

Finally, a disciple of the beginning of Dongming bit his teeth, raised the broken knife in his hand, closed his eyes and cut it down.

For a moment, the blood splashed, and the man's arm fell to the ground, but there was no sound because of the pain.

"Good, you can go." Su Moyu looked at him coldly and said faintly.

"Senior......" Jiang Qingwen couldn't bear to look at it, so she planned to say something.

But when he opened his mouth, Su Moyu glanced coldly and said coldly, "shut up!"

Jiang Qingwen was also stunned as soon as these two words were exported. She didn't expect that the elder scolded herself so much. She was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Some people took their heads, and the rest were frightened by Su Moyu's dignity and did not dare to have other ideas. They had to bear the pain and cut their arms with knives.

For a moment, the blood was dripping. Soon, all the more than a dozen disciples cut off one arm.

Su Moyu snorted, turned back slowly, looked at Du ruzheng who collapsed to the ground, and asked in a cold voice, "what about you?"