Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

1323 Broken and Banished

For a moment, be it out in the open or in secret, everyone's eyes were on Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Han Rong.

No one could guess how the Lord was going to handle Han Rong. After all, the fact that he was called Uncle Han by the Lord, it was proof enough that he was different from them.

But even so, after he had intended to kill Feng Jiu, would the Lord let him off?

The atmosphere seemed to have condensed at this moment and everyone held their breath, without exhaling as they watched.

Han Rong stood up with his badly injured body and looked at Xuanyuan Mo Ze. His lips moved slightly and he said: "Ah…."

"Arghhhhh! Arghhhhh!"

Just when he had opened his mouth and uttered his first word, he made a blood-curdling scream before he could continue speaking, The sound that whooshed across the sky and rose into the clouds rang loudly in everyone's eardrums. It was accompanied by a splash of red in front of their eyes, deeply shocking everyone's sight and heart.

They only saw the Lord's hand raise and a fierce air blade sliced Han Rong's arm off. At the moment his arm was sliced off, fresh blood splattered all over the ground, shocking….

Everyone's heart tightened and at this moment, they lowered their heads one by one, afraid to look at the Lord's expression again and just stared at the blood and broken arm on the ground. After his blood-curdling scream, Han Rong who was holding the place where his severed arm once was, endured the pain. He had a look of disbelief on his face, a look of unacceptance, and also, a smear of hatred grew in his crazed eyes.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze withdrew his hand and stood with his hand behind his back. His dark eyes deep as a pool and chilly to the bone as he looked down condescendingly at Han Rong who was sitting on the ground. A cold and merciless voice accompanied with an intent to kill left his mouth,

"I have said before, you are not allowed to touch my woman! It looks like you've not taken my words seriously. The slave dares deceive his Master. Do you think that I won't kill you? Even though you have watched me grow up, you still don't understand me at all."

The icy eyes stared at the man who was sitting in a daze, he looked at the blood seeping from his shoulder through the cracks in his palm, dripping to the ground, spreading out in the snow like flowers.

"I call you uncle out of respect because you served my mother and myself all these years and you saved our lives in my childhood. It is not so you can control me with the attitude of an elder. And it certainly doesn't give you the permission to kill my woman!"

As soon as his voice fell, his palm flipped and a force struck out from his palm lifting the person on the ground up in the air. The strong spiritual energy in the palm of his hand hit his dantian in midair and smashed his dantian in one blow. He abolished his cultivation base in the shocked eyes of everyone, and threw him back onto the ground as he withdrew his hand.

"This is the price to pay for daring to go against me!"

Xuanyuan Mo Ze flicked his sleeves and stood with both hands clasped behind his back, his cold voice containing threatening coercion as he spoke: "Gray Wolf, Shadow One, cast him out of the Imperial City, he will never step foot in the Imperial City again!"

"Yes." The two of them answered in a somber voice and stepped forward to take him out.

And at this time, Han Rong with one severed arm and the loss of his cultivation, his body badly injured, was unable to speak. He only stared at Feng Jiu with his dark hawk-like eyes as if he was trying to remember her face in his mind.

Everyone was shocked as they looked at the figure that was being banished and couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.