He could see that this was also a form of torture, just to torture Junior Brother Fan to death, making him anxious, anxious and helpless, and tortured.

Not only must his body be tortured, but his mind must be tortured as well. The ruthlessness of this person is truly astonishing. It is better not to offend such a person as much as possible.

"That's too vicious, such a person should be killed!" Junior Brother Zhao said viciously.

"Haha..." A long laugh suddenly sounded, and a green shadow flashed in the hall, and then a person appeared. His green shirt was fluttering, his face was withered, and he could tell he was wearing a mask.

Although the face of the human skin is lifelike, the expression cannot be made. This thing is not uncommon, it is just for convenience, so there is no need to cover the face.

"Who are you?!" Everyone's expressions changed and they sneaked into the hall silently. This was like a slap in the face to Ziyangmen.

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "I am the one you are looking for."

"It's you——?!" Everyone's expressions changed and they stared at him.

Li Muchan smiled faintly: "This person has done many evil deeds. Let me see what kind of sect protects such a person, Ziyang Sect, haha..."

His tone was full of sarcasm, and his eyes were also full of sarcasm, with a hint of coldness.

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When everyone made eye contact with him, they were immediately startled and felt chills in their hair, as if they were encountering a tiger. It was not fear, but the coldness coming from the bottom of their hearts.

"You killed Senior Brother Fan and then bullied our sect. Are our Ziyang Sect so easy to bully?!" The young man surnamed Zhao took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and untie Senior Brother Fan's acupuncture points!"

Li Muchan laughed and glanced at the old man: "Is this a disciple of Ziyang Clan?"

"Who are you?" The old man slowly clasped his fists.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "You don't deserve to know my name."

"Huh, you're a guy who hides his head and shows his tail!" the young man named Zhao sneered. Although he knew that the man in front of him was powerful, he was young and energetic and could not bear his ridiculing eyes.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "You have thought about it, you will die if you see my true face."

"Huh, what a boast!" The young man named Zhao curled his lips disdainfully.

Li Muchan said: "In that case, that's fine, let's just meet him."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, as if to lift his mask.

"Wait a minute!" the old man shouted hurriedly.

Li Muchan stopped and looked at him with a smile: "What, you want to see what I look like?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "I am the chief coach of Prince Rui's Mansion, why do you need to be so aggressive?"

Li Muchan said: "I don't want to be aggressive, but how could you, this unscrupulous disciple, ever know how to forgive others?... How many women have been ruined by him? As a master, you are not ignorant, but you want to condone them. Your crime is no different from his!"

The old man said with a gloomy face: "Your Excellency, you want to kill me too?"

Li Muchan nodded: "If you allow yourself to do evil, you will never be forgiven for it. Just accompany your precious apprentice on the road!"

He flashed behind the old man and stretched out his palm to pat him away.

"Let's go——!" the old man shouted angrily, turned around and punched him, his face was filled with purple energy, and his fist seemed to be wrapped in a ball of purple energy.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, he flew out.

Li Muchan shook his hands. Unexpectedly, this ball of purple energy was extraordinary, soft and flexible. If it were stronger, its power would be impressive.

It's a pity that this old man's cultivation is limited and he cannot fully display the power of this skill.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The old man first smashed another screen, then smashed the desk, then broke the window and flew out of the window.

"Master!" The young man named Zhao shouted and rushed towards Li Muchan.

Li Muchan flicked his sleeves, and he also flew out, in the same direction as the old man.

Senior Brother Wu and the middle-aged man surnamed He did not take action, but looked on coldly, meeting Li Muchan's smiling gaze.

"What about you?" Li Muchan asked.

The middle-aged man named He said: "Your Excellency is very skilled in martial arts, and we are no match for you."

Li Muchan said: "Okay, I hope you know the current affairs, go ahead!"

The two looked at each other and hurried out of the hall. The old man fell five feet away with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He was slowly getting up, but his arms went limp and he immediately fell down again.

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"Master!" The two men were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

The old man slowly stood up, but blood was gushing out of his mouth, which was getting worse and worse. The two of them felt their hearts sinking. They hurriedly reached out to take out the elixir, but were stopped by the old man's wave of hands.

"I...I can't do it." He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, and he was breathing heavily, like a broken bellows.

"Master!"

"father!"

The old man suddenly became energetic, stood up straight with a wave of his arms, and took off the two people's support: "You don't need to avenge me, I deserve it."

His breathing began to become even, his eyes were bright, and his face was filled with purple energy.

"Dad!" The middle-aged man surnamed He had a gloomy face, and he knew at a glance that this was a return to the past.

The young man surnamed Wu didn't notice it, and his face was overjoyed: "Master, you are fine!"

The old man shook his head, and his eyes finally fell on him: "Xiao Wu, after I leave, you will be in charge of the Ziyang Gate."

"Master!" The young man surnamed Wu was startled and said hurriedly: "Senior Brother He is the leader, I can't do it!"

The old man shook his head: "Kun'er has a gloomy temper and lacks integrity in his actions. If our Ziyang Clan wants to survive, only you can do it."

He turned around and said: "Kun'er, don't think about revenge. As a father, you deserve what you deserve. It's the so-called son's fault of not teaching his father. Xiao Fan has done bad things and turned a blind eye as a teacher. He deserves this retribution! . . .

You must assist your Junior Brother Wu well and strengthen the Ziyang Clan so that your father can rest in peace despite being under the Nine Springs!"

It's not that he doesn't want revenge, but the enemy is too powerful. Once he wants to take revenge, the entire Ziyang Clan will be destroyed. He really doesn't want that.

The middle-aged man surnamed He said slowly: "Dad, don't worry, I will be fine!"

"Okay! Okay!" The old man nodded with a smile, and the red light on his face quickly disappeared. He suddenly fell to the sky, closed his eyes, and died.

"Dad——!" "Master——!"

The two turned to stare, but the figure was gone, and Li Muchan had long since disappeared.

Li Muchan killed the old man without any guilt in his heart. If he hadn't indulged the gangster disciples and disciplined them early, how could so many women have been harmed?

Although he did not instigate evil, he was no different from doing evil and should be killed.

In the early morning, the Fang Mansion was extremely lively, with lanterns hanging high. Mrs. Fang's eightieth birthday was coming soon. There were still two days to go. Several of the legitimate sons of the Fang Mansion, Fang Huaiyi, Fang Huaizhi, Fang Huairui, and the head of the family, Fang Nianxin, had all arrived.
Chapter completed!