Ou Haishen fiercely pinched Tian Linglian's jaws on both sides and asked her to reply. The twelve people around him stared at Ou Haishen. If Ou Haishen dared to do anything, they would probably cut him into pieces.

Tian Linglian shook her head fiercely, broke free from Ou Haishen's restraints, and kicked Ou Haishen without any tolerance.

At this moment, the disciples of the Ou family next to everyone took out their whips and whipped them, restraining the thirteen people.

Ou Haishen was kicked in the abdomen by Tian Linglian. He squinted his eyes and wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth with his hand. He spat, grinded his teeth, and stared at the thirteen people with full eyes.

It is the color of a sinister bird of prey.

"It seems that Mr. Ou is so kind to you that you have forgotten your current identity!" As Ou Haishen gave an order, the elite disciples of the Ou family around the thirteen people actually sent their immortal power to a group of ten people.

The three of them kicked the knee joints, hoping to make everyone kneel on the ground and humiliate them.

What they didn't expect was that a group of thirteen people actually resisted without moving at all.

Immortal cultivators can kneel to their parents and elders, and they can kneel to their masters and seniors. Some men kneel to dote on their wives, some young men kneel to make mistakes, and some kneel to atone for their sins. These are all kneeling with dignity and are praised by others. As for this kind of humiliating kneeling,

If you are not bound to sacrifice for what you are planning, it will undoubtedly be a symbol of no dignity for those who cultivate immortality.

Ou Haishen behaved like this because he naturally couldn't understand the righteousness of the thirteen people, and he couldn't understand the title of "The Elegant Thirteen Heroes" from others.

At this time, Ou Haishen only thought that the thirteen people were the young heroes in everyone's opinion. The more elegant and noble they were, the more Ou Haishen wanted to destroy everything they were proud of, trample them under his feet, and look up humbly.

to him.

A group of elite disciples of the Ou family failed to kick the ball, but a group of thirteen people also suffered considerable injuries. If they could not recover their immortal power, the leg injuries would probably be difficult to heal for the rest of their lives.

"Why do you have to suffer all these hardships for your ridiculous dignity?" Ou Haishen sneered, "If I add a whip now, I think you won't be able to bear it anymore!"

A group of thirteen people looked at Ou Haishen, but still said nothing, which made Ou Haishen even more angry and whipped him personally.

A group of thirteen people could no longer hold on and knelt to the ground, but they still managed to kneel half on one knee without losing their dignity.

The talisman in front of Ou Haishen has long since expired. After all, few people would dare to use the talisman that can control people's minds, for fear that it might backfire on them one day.

Seeing the embarrassment of a group of thirteen people, Ou Haishen felt much better. He unconsciously brought himself to the position of a group of thirteen people. He just felt that if he was in such a mess now, there would be no way that there would be a group of people like this.

Still looking spotless.

Thinking of this, Ou Haishen became angry again, and swung his long whip and fell on everyone again.

The whip with immortal power was whipped on the people who claimed to have immortal power. It was more than just uncomfortable to describe it. The internal organs felt as if they were dislocated and shattered. "Wow" and a mouthful of blood was spit out uncontrollably.

Ou Haishen smiled with satisfaction and signaled the elite disciples of the Ou family to take daggers and iron cups, cut open the palms of thirteen people, filled the iron cups with each other, and poured the blood and iron axes on them.

Naturally, a group of thirteen people had a connection with the blood-iron axe. This connection was similar to the students of the seminary who had sacrificed the blood-iron axe, but in a more vicious way.
Chapter completed!