Yan Wenshan gave a cold hum and raised his hand to stop the streamer: "hum, self inflicted? That's not cheap for you! It's destroyed, but I have a magic weapon here for yuan Shen. I'll give it to you now! "

Yan Wenshan left a throw, a shadow attacked Zhang, Zhang could not move, let the shadow cover himself.

With a crash, the dark shadow covered Zhang Zhang's body and instantly turned into a black cage.

There was a flash of light on the cage, and a little bit of light penetrated into his body

"Ah With a scream, Zhang Zhang rolled back and forth in the cage with his head in his arms. His face was livid and ferocious, as if he was suffering a lot.

"Don't you like to train the spirit of man? I'll let you taste it now. There's not much time. Ten days and ten nights. Don't worry. I promise I can keep you up for such a long time, and you won't die easily! " Yan Wenshan said coldly.

After that, he raised his hand and drank: "take him down, at the foot of Tianmo mountain, let him exercise well!"

Zhang Zhang was in great pain. He held back the pain and yelled hoarsely: "Lord, please let Zhang Zhang go!"

"Let it go? How is that possible? " Yan Wenshan sneered, "just look at you and Zhang Huan, you will know that there is not a good thing in your family. In this case, there is no need to exist. Luo Zhan, send someone to level the family!"

Zhang Zhang was detained.

Mo Hang's face is like earth, and he has been scared to fight for a long time.

He has long heard that Wenshan Zhenjun is a cruel man. He is a fierce man. When he saw him yesterday, he thought he was kind and thought it was just a rumor. Today, he finally knows that it is not a rumor at all. It is a fact!

Mo hang twists a bead between his sleeves, and the light flashes and a little streamer flies out of the hall.

Yan Wenshan saw clearly. He snorted and turned to Mo hang: "Mo hang, do you know what you have done?"

"Lord, I'm wrong. I shouldn't bribe Zhang to cheat in selecting disciples!" Mo Hang's legs softened, and he knelt down, "Lord of the temple, I'm willing to admit that I've violated the rules. I... Beg the Lord of the temple to spare my life for my father's sake and let me leave the demon hall."

Yan Wenshan sat steadily, turning the cup on the table with one hand, but his eyes were staring at Mo hang.

Mo Hang's heart is pounding. He guesses that Yan Qingyang can't wake up at this time. Yan Wenshan should only know that he cheated, and he doesn't know his grudge with Yan Qingyang. He wants to run at this time.

However, Yan Wenshan's eyes made him more and more flustered, and he almost continued to beg for mercy.

Yan Wenshan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "Mo hang, for so many years, I haven't heard that anyone dares to cheat when selecting disciples. You are the first one! You said, "how can I punish you?"

"I... I..." Mo hang was so frightened that he mumbled for a long time and said, "please forgive me."

He secretly congratulated, sure enough, Yan Wenshan did not know that he had repeatedly despised Yan Qingyang.

Yan Wenshan knocked on the table and looked at Mo hang.

He was disgusted with Mo hang, but he didn't want to tell people that Mo hang had coveted his daughter. He felt that Mo Hang's romantic sexuality was not suitable for his daughter.

Killed? That's too cheap for him!

Mo Hang is more and more flustered by Yan Wenshan. He can't help but cry out: "temple master, please forgive me!"

"Ha ha, don't worry, I won't kill you!" Yan Wenshan gave a smile, thought about it and said, "well, since you cheated by refining the weapon, you should waste your hands. It's fair to do so!"

"No..." Mo hang cried out in despair.

He understood that Yan Wenshan's saying that his hands were useless was really useless. If he was allowed to practice to any level in the future, his hands would still be useless and could not be cured.

He is an artificer. If his hand is broken, how can he refine it?

"Beg the Lord of the temple to spare his life..." Mo hang kowtowed, his nose and tears came out.

"I've spared your life. How can you not be satisfied?" Yan Wenshan gave a roar, his left hand slightly raised, ready to go.

"Lord, show mercy!" All of a sudden, a quick voice rang out.

On the main hall, beside Mo hang, a figure slowly appeared. It was a middle-aged man, who was wearing a black robe with a worried face.

The middle-aged man saluted Yan Wenshan: "the Lord of Lingbao sect, Mo Qin, has met Wenshan Zhenjun!"

"It's fast coming!" Yan Wenshan stares at the cup on the table, does not lift his head, and says a word lightly.

Mo Qin's face was a little embarrassed. He turned his head and glared at Mo hang fiercely. Then he gave a deep salute and said, "Mo hang, the dog, is ignorant. He even cheated in the screening. This is my failure in discipline. I'll take him back and discipline him well."

"Oh? Just take it back? " Yan Wenshan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Qin sarcastically.

"This..." Mo Qin's face turned red. He clenched his teeth and brushed his sleeve. A lot of magic weapons appeared on the main hall. The precious light lingered, and the color light flickered. It almost dazzled everyone's eyes. "Master Wenshan, this is the best magic weapons of lingbaozong. How about these as compensation?"

"Do you think that the temple of heavenly demons is so short of magic weapons?" Yan Wenshan's eyes were like a sword, and his face sank. "Do you think the rules of the temple of heavenly demons are worth such a magic weapon?" Mo Qin was stunned and gritted his teeth. He was really bleeding. These immortal utensils had a high level. They were really the best magic weapons of Lingbao sect“ Master Wenshan, please let my son Mo hang go. I will agree to whatever you want. " Don't plead“ My only request is to punish Mo hang severely. Otherwise, if you give him a magic weapon, I will spare him. Can the students who come to the screening in the future cheat first and then give us gifts? Ha ha, Mo Qin, your rags are worthless in my eyes. Put them away Yan Wenshan drank coldly. Mo Qin is very angry. What he gives is really the best immortal. Yan Wenshan says it's broken. Mo Qin held back his anger and continued to say in a low voice: "master Wenshan, after I go back, I will refine a best immortal weapon suitable for you..." "I said, I don't want your rags, take them away!" Yan Wenshan drank a lot. This time he used aura. Mo Qin was forced to step back two steps. His Qi and blood were surging, and a mouthful of blood was almost spitting out“ You... "Mo Qin's eyes were tinged with a trace of anger. He was also the leader of a clan. He was so humble and begged for others“ Master Wenshan, you should know who my son Mo Hang's grandfather is. You are not the only Mahayana king in the world Mo Qin was so angry that he couldn't help but tone up“ Luo Zhan, stop him Yan Wenshan gave a drink. Luo Zhan immediately went to Moqin with a tacit understanding“ What are you going to do? " Don't be surprised.