Chapter 37 Punishment in Progress

Chapter 37 Punishment in Progress

"Angel soldiers, listen up, those who need to have their right arms cut off, step forward!"

In front of Tang Xiao, Ling Yuan was seen flying in the air, with one hand behind his back, shouting to the angel soldiers landing on the ground below.

"Yes!"

Immediately, more than 20 angel soldiers came out of the first row of the Angel Corps, and then formed a new first row in parallel.

They pushed the disciples of Haotian Sect who were holding their hands forward, and some of them simply kicked the knees of those who were stubborn and could not be pushed, making them kneel on the spot.

Among them, the eyes of the disciples of Haotian Sect who were kicked to their knees instantly turned red, and they were panting like cows. However, when they saw Tang Xiao facing them not far away, and their relatives and friends who were looking at them from a distance, they closed their eyes and stopped moving.

They had lost face.

If they were not careful and offended the people of Wuhun Hall at this time, their lives would be lost together with the brothers behind them, but they would not even be able to cry.

Therefore, under the threat of life, these more than 20 disciples of Haotian Sect finally behaved very well, even well-behaved.

Tang Xiao, who was watching not far away and was still feeling sad for them, couldn't help but get a little angry.

You guys are showing some backbone!

Alas!

What did everyone agree on at the beginning, the outstanding fighting soul hammer and the majestic Haotian Sect? !

Have you all forgotten?

However, no matter how complicated the Haotian Sect hammer people in front of them were, when the angel army raised their butcher knives, all the ups and downs in their hearts were instantly calmed down.

Yes.

What can they do?

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

After all, they are not strong enough!

The scene was extremely silent for a while.

No one said anything more, including the Haotian Sect, including Ning Fengzhi who was about to jump up and down next to him, and including the group of spectators in the distance.

Swish!

The hand was raised and the knife fell.

The right arms of more than 20 disciples of Haotian Sect were cut off in an instant.

Left-handed people are rare after all.

So now they are... half useless.

"Ah!"

Some of the disciples of Haotian Sect could not bear the pain, or perhaps because of the bitterness in their hearts, they fainted on the spot.

And those who did not fainted also looked sad.

Then the angel army picked up the arms of the Haotian Sect disciples that fell on the ground, collected them and put them into a storage soul guide.

Then they waved their hands, unsealed the soul power seal in the bodies of these broken-arm hammers, and signaled that they could go back.

They did not delay, and immediately sealed the bleeding wounds after recovering their soul power, then stood up and helped the fainted Haotian Sect disciples to leave.

On the way, they inevitably passed by Tang Xiao, the sect leader.

The two looked at each other, their eyes were full of complexity.

No more words.

The disciples passed by the sect leader...

God knows how depressed Tang Xiao was at this moment!

Ah!

If the Rakshasa God had not found Tang Hao first, perhaps He would have taken a fancy to Tang Xiao.

Hehehe...

Soon, the disciples of the Haotian Sect whose right arms were cut off returned to their own camps, and they couldn't help but burst into tears.

A group of rough men surrounded each other, and it was the first time they were so sentimental.

However, before they could comfort their companions, they had to look at the angel army in the distance again.

Because——

At the same time, the remaining disciples of the Haotian Sect who were "currently" intact were also taken to the front row, facing the Haotian Sect camp.

This group of hammer people were not as obedient as the previous group, who made them die.

They were struggling now, and at the same time they were a little confused.

What happened?

What happened, and someone suddenly dug up the old account...

And then they were sent to the execution platform? !

The death row prisoners of the empire would at least be given a buffer time.

And.

It was just killing a few mud legs at the beginning.

Actually, they had to pay with their lives for it?

What happened to this world?

They thought about it a lot, with doubts, resentment, and regrets in their hearts, but from beginning to end, they didn't think they did anything wrong.

It's nothing, who let them, who were born in the Haotian Sect, have been instilled with the concept that they should be born superior, detached from the world, and unconstrained, so how dare they cause trouble?

If they didn't dare to cause trouble, they would be scolded as mediocre by their elders!

So they didn't expect this day at all.

And with such a big backer as the Haotian Sect, they rarely understand a truth-

Those who kill will be killed!

No matter how uncomfortable these hammer people are in their hearts and how they struggle on their faces.

After all, they were easily kicked to their knees by the angel army because their soul power was sealed.

Just like the previous batch of Haotian Sect disciples, they need to face different treatment.

At this moment, the butcher knife is raised high, the edge is exposed, and the cold light is cold!

"I hate..."

There is already a death in their eyes.

Tang Xiao in the distance turned around, and everyone in the Haotian Sect camp turned their heads and closed their eyes.

An invisible aura of old age seemed to surround the heads of all the people in the Haotian Sect. Their faces were dejected and could not be concealed. Even the forces watching from the sidelines could not help but shake their heads secretly.

Haotian... is in decline.

Swish!

Dozens of heads rolled!

...

Is it over?

When Tang Xiao returned to the Haotian Sect camp again in a daze, all the Haotian disciples could not help but think.

And the answer, of course, is not yet.

"Dong, dong, dong."

In the distance, Bibi Dong sat high in her seat and suddenly struck the Pope's scepter slowly.

There was a cardinal next to her acting as a supporting role, asking questions. Bibi Dong raised her head slightly, wiped her non-existent tears, and said:

"My dead heroes of the Spirit Hall, today I finally got my revenge!"

"May you rest in peace in the ground."

"But..."

"Just now, I seemed to hear my teacher's voice."

"Do you know what he said?"

Bibi Dong looked at the Haotian Sect from afar.

The Haotian Sect camp immediately felt a great sense of badness.

In the void, it seemed as if a big black pot was about to fall heavily on them.

"What did His Holiness the Pope say?"

At this time, Tuoba Xi, the head of the Holy Dragon Legion, also jumped out to sing the red face for Bibi Dong.

"He said..."

"Don't look at the desolation of the Haotian Sect at the moment. In any case, it is nothing compared to the bleakness of the angels."

"As everyone knows, a few days ago, our Pope Qianxunji, the owner of the angel martial spirit, died, and his beloved daughter, Qian Renxue, died a few years ago."

When Bibi Dong said this last sentence, everyone around nodded, only the two Douluo, Golden Crocodile and Lion, looked a little strange.

This was a secret spread by the Spirit Hall, "making" it well-known on the continent.

The time was the year when Qian Renxue just awakened the six-winged angel martial spirit with the innate 20th level soul power.

Those who understand know it.

So far, only the seven great priests know the truth of this matter; the other elders, and all the high-level people of the Spirit Hall including Bibi Dong do not know it.

Originally, there was Qianxunji, but now he is gone.

Of course, it is not that no one else in the Spirit City knows about Qian Renxue.

However, what they knew was Qian Renxue's fake identity under the name of a bright attribute martial spirit family.

No.

Perhaps, it can't be considered fake...