Huge River City, Divine Fist Sect, inside the God Fist Hall.
"Leng Jiuyou, what exactly do you want to do?"
Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli looked at Leng Jiuyou who sat in the chief position, their expressions somewhat solemn.
"Presumptuous! Can you even call the master's name?"
Ming Jiu immediately scolded, and as he reached out, a whip burning with black flames appeared in his hand, and he fiercely lashed at the two of them.
With this whip, the skin was torn open, and the two of them writhed in pain, but they dared not say anything. They had already seen Ming Jiu's methods, and this still could be considered light.
Leng Jiuyou waved his hand, signaling Ming Jiu to stop, his deep gaze fell on Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli, and said: "Two wastes, you can't even deal with Long Yan. If it weren't for the fact that you two still have some usefulness, would this seat save you? I'm giving you a chance to live, submit to me."
"Submit to you?"
