Chapter 548 Despicable old thief!
In comparison, although those elders were slightly stronger, they were also severely damaged by such a terrifying impact of spiritual power.
They fell heavily to the ground one by one, groaning in pain.
The originally neat clothes had now become tattered, and his body was covered with wounds of various sizes, deep enough to see the bones.
Blood continued to flow out from their wounds, staining the ground beneath them scarlet.
At this moment, the disciples who were fleeing in all directions caught a glimpse of this tragic scene and were immediately frightened out of their wits.
They stood there blankly, their eyes wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, faces filled with terror, not a trace of blood left on their paper-white faces.
Some people's bodies began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, as if they were sifting chaff.
What's worse, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground like mud, without even the strength to move a finger.
"This...how is this possible?"
"We're fucked……"
"Is our Qianluo Palace going to be finished?"
"It's over, it's all over...Are we all going to die here?"
Their voices trembled, filled with helplessness and fear, as if they saw the end of the world coming.
At this moment, the air in the main hall was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
When Mu Gengli saw this scene, his eyes widened and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
Seeing that these people were the elders and disciples who had come to the Eastern Region to welcome Su Chenyin back to Qianluo Palace, he suddenly realized.
He finally realized that these people must have been controlled by Su Chenyin on the way back to Qianluo Palace.
Moreover, the strategy that he and Elder Jin carefully planned this afternoon was probably leaked to Su Chenyin by his son, Mu Lingyu.
Otherwise, how could Su Chenyin know that there was aphrodisiac powder hidden in this glass of wine?
When he thought of this, Mu Gengli's face became even gloomier, as dark as the bottom of a pot, as if ink could drip out of it.
He stared at Su Chenyin fiercely, his eyes burning with rage, and that anger seemed enough to burn Su Chenyin to ashes.
He knew very well that at this moment it was impossible to make Su Chenyin willingly donate her blood and sweat.
Originally, he, his father, and the adults had planned to keep Su Chenyin alive in case he had other needs in the future.
However, now that the situation has come to this, they have no choice but to capture Su Chenyin first.
Then, her flesh and blood can be offered as a sacrifice to the altar, which can also open the altar and obtain the extremely powerful power contained therein.
Even obtain the extremely powerful treasure that the adult mentioned!
Thinking of this, Mu Gengli's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme, and his gaze shot straight at Su Chenyin, the anger contained in his eyes seemed to burn the latter to death.
He clenched his teeth so tightly that a clicking sound was heard, and the muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably, revealing his uncontrollable anger.
"Su Chenyin, since you are so ignorant and dare to disobey me and kill my wife, don't blame me for being ruthless and ungrateful!"
"Hmph, even if the king of heaven comes today, don't even think about letting you escape from the palm of my hand!"
Mu Gengli was furious and roared at the top of his lungs, which sounded like a bolt from the blue that echoed in the hall.
Before he finished his words, he kicked his feet hard like a ferocious cheetah and leaped up like an arrow.
Its speed was as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Su Chenyin.
Then, without hesitation, he stretched out his big hand that was as thick as a tree trunk, with his five fingers spread out.
There was a faint flickering of spiritual light in the palm of his hand, and it was obvious that he was gathering an extremely powerful spiritual power.
Judging from his posture, he was clearly planning to capture Su Chenyin alive in one fell swoop!
But at this critical moment, suddenly a cold light streaked across the sky and flashed past at lightning speed.
In an instant, Mu Gengli felt a piercing pain in his right arm.
He looked down suddenly, only to find that his entire arm had been broken off at the root!
The scarlet and hot blood suddenly spurted out from the broken arm like a flood, forming a shocking column of blood, splashing on the ground and gathering into a pool of blood.
"what--"
Mu Gengli howled miserably, and his body instinctively staggered back several steps due to the severe pain.
His face turned pale as paper in an instant, without a trace of blood, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like a bead curtain.
At this time, Mu Gengli's facial features were extremely distorted due to the severe pain, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying.
Blood gushed out from his broken arm like a fountain, staining his clothes red.
After seeing this scene, everyone in Qianluo Palace had a look of horror on their faces and gasped in fear.
Some of the less courageous disciples were so frightened that their faces turned as pale as paper, and they couldn't help but let out sharp and piercing screams.
"Palace Master!" Several older elders were the first to come to their senses, shouting loudly towards the front with fear on their faces.
"This... How is this possible?" Elder Jin widened his eyes and muttered to himself.
Mu Gengli held his broken arm tightly, the severe pain in the wound made his body tremble constantly.
He endured the pain and raised his head, his eyes just meeting a pair of extremely cold eyes full of murderous intent.
Following the direction of his gaze, he saw a handsome young man in white standing there upright.
The young man had an extraordinarily handsome face and a tall and slender figure, especially his eyes as deep as the sea, which were now staring at him coldly.
The young man in white was holding a white sword in his hand, and the sword was flashing with cold light.
From the tip of the sword, a drop of bright red blood was slowly dripping down, splashing a small blood flower on the ground.
That drop of blood seemed to be silently telling of the boy's strength and ruthlessness.
The young man in white is Jun Yijue.
At this moment, he was like an insurmountable mountain, standing firmly in front of Su Chenyin.
Behind the two of them, several young boys and girls stood side by side.
Everyone's expression was extremely solemn, as if they were facing a powerful enemy, and they were ready for battle.
These people are Lu Ziche, Lu Yanchen, Su Yi, Chu Moxiao, Yu Zhiyan, Mu Xin, Yu Rong and Leng Yue.
Lu Ziche crossed his arms in front of his chest, with a scornful smile on his slightly raised lips, and said coldly:
"Mu Gengli, ah Mu Gengli, humph, you despicable old thief, how dare you plot to murder my cousin? Today is the day you die!"