You should know that if a cultivator who has undergone tribulation breaks his arm, even if it is reattached, it will be of no use.
The arm was completely extinguished the moment it was severed.
He hated it!
At this moment, Xiahou Nan was in an extremely pleasant mood. He was not a kind person and always acted decisively and directly.
Since Chu Mo had tacitly agreed, he would naturally retaliate against someone who wanted to cut off his arm!
If it weren't for considering Qin Potian and the others' feelings, he would have even cut off Yan Wuhen's hand.
He bullied his own daughter and then tried to cut off his own arm? He's practically asking for death.
Yan Wuhen was furious. He had only hesitated for a moment when he saw Zeng Zihui's arm fall off.
This is a complete disregard for him!
But at the same time, he was also a little panicked.
He was only a third-tribulation cultivator; if he were to face Xiahou Nan, who had a sixth-tribulation cultivation, it would be absolutely suicide.
Previously, the other party was unaware of Chu Mo's attitude, so they could only keep quiet.
But now, not only is Chu Mo indulging him, but even Qin Potian and others who have always been loyal to the Xuantian Sect no longer care about this matter.
If he dared to stand up for himself, even if the other party wouldn't actually kill him, it wouldn't look good to get beaten up.
That was the real reason he hesitated just now.
Just when he was wondering how to face all of this...
Chu Mo finally spoke, looking at the group of Xuan Tian Sect disciples with a serious expression:
"Gentlemen, if you ever need anything in the future, please come to my Yunxiu Peak. I will do my best to help you in any way I can, remembering our past friendship."
"However, if I find out anyone is using my name to swindle and deceive others, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Elder Wu, see the guest out!" Chu Mo waved his hand.
"Yes, young master!"
Wu Sansi smiled and responded, not giving Yan Wuhen and the others a chance to speak, and laughed loudly:
"Please, everyone!"
"Fine, fine! Fine! Chu Mo, you really are ruthless, utterly heartless, even throwing your own grandmaster uncle out the door. I hope you won't regret this..."
Yan Wuhen laughed angrily with a face full of resentment. The huge disappointment of his plan failing almost made him lose his mind.
Chu Mo frowned, then stared at him coldly, a number of thoughts flashing through his mind.
He always felt that this wicked old man might still be up to something.
Or should we just kill him?
Seeing Chu Mo's icy gaze, Yan Wuhen felt a chill run down his spine and was filled with regret.
I was too impulsive!
If this kid turns hostile now, I'm definitely going to die!
A deep sense of fear suddenly swept over him.
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