The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Si Sheng frowned and stopped moving suddenly.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out the origin of the person opposite him.

The seriously injured Yun Qingyao looked at the familiar face in front of her, as if she were a god, and could no longer hold back her tears.

"Tianming..."

She couldn't believe that at this desperate moment, the man she had been separated from for so long would appear here!

He showed up when she needed him most!

An exceptionally solid feeling permeates my heart.

Strong and firm hands held her body tightly, and the warm touch made her realize that this was not a dream!

Ye Tianming felt a pang of pain in his heart when he looked at the disheveled Yun Qingyao in front of him.

He gently lifted Yun Qingyao up, wiped the tears from her face, and said softly, "Qingyao, don't be afraid, I'm here."

As he spoke, he placed his fingertips on Yun Qingyao's wrist, and a warm force slowly flowed into her body, repairing her damaged meridians and internal organs.

"I'll heal your injuries first."

After saying that, he glanced at Si Sheng coldly, the tenderness in his tone tinged with murderous intent.

"Don't worry, I'll cut off the hand that hurt you!"

"I'll take the blame for you!"

Ye Tianming spoke each word with a cold tone.

Si Sheng frowned slightly, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes, "Are you Yun Qingyao's man?"

They had never heard before that the aloof and cold Golden Light Palace Master Yun Fairy had a husband.

This guy suddenly appeared, his movements were very fast, and his tone was so domineering and overbearing that he couldn't figure out his true intentions for a moment.

"Hahaha! This really makes me laugh to death. Just to show off in front of Fairy Yun, you dare to say anything big?"

The Shinto disciples were unaware of Si Sheng's reaction and all started laughing.

Their confidence in Si Sheng made Ye Tianming look like an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

Everyone seemed to have heard a fairy tale, laughing so hard that they could hardly catch their breath. "Do you think you can touch our deputy sect leader? Where did this country bumpkin come from?! Are you crazy?"

"Idiot, stop acting here and get out of here. Otherwise, even if our deputy sect leader doesn't take action, we will make you pay for it!"

"If you dare to make trouble again, do you believe I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs?"

The Shinto disciples were talking to each other and mocking without restraint.

Their deputy sect leader is a cultivator at the seventh level of Tianshu Realm!

An unknown person who suddenly appeared dared to speak like this, he must be crazy!

Si Sheng listened to the flattery from the disciples around him, and his originally wavering mentality instantly stabilized.

He glanced at Ye Tianming with contempt, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I don't kill nobody. Take advantage of my good mood and get out of here! Otherwise..."

He deliberately dragged out the ending tone, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Ye Tianming carefully checked Yun Qingyao's injuries, and after confirming that she was not seriously injured, he slowly let go of her hand.

He stood up and looked at Si Sheng coldly:

"Did you cut off your left hand or your right hand?"

When Si Sheng heard this, he burst into laughter as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Hahaha……"

After a long time, he stopped laughing and looked at Ye Tianming indifferently: "Boy, I never kill nameless people. Otherwise, if you die, I'm afraid you won't even have a tombstone. Tell me your name, and I will make you go to hell and ask the King of Hell if he dares to take my arm!"

"Really?" Ye Tianming snorted coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, "Remember, my name is Ye Tianming, Yun Qingyao's man!"

There was not a trace of timidity in his domineering aura.

A warm feeling surged in Yun Qingyao's heart, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

After all, Si Sheng is a master of the seventh level of Tianshu Realm, and he has so many disciples of the Shinto Sect to help him. Can Tianming really handle it?

Just as she was about to instruct the disciples of the Golden Light Palace to cooperate with Ye Tianming, a cry of surprise came from the crowd of injured disciples: "You...you are a prisoner in the dungeon?"

Fang Lu pointed at Ye Tianming, his face full of disbelief.

His reaction was like a thunderclap, instantly igniting the fire of ridicule among the Shinto disciples.

"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Your Jinguang Palace is really interesting. You actually let a fugitive be the husband of the Palace Master!"

"Fairy Yun, if you really need a man, who among us Shinto Sect is not better than a pretty boy prisoner like you? Hahaha!"

The Shinto disciples laughed wantonly, used obscene language, and did their utmost to humiliate others.

Si Sheng also seemed to have heard something incredible. He looked Ye Tianming up and down, his eyes full of mockery.

"So he's a fugitive! I was wondering why he looked so unfamiliar!"

"Fairy Yun, you have a unique vision! You actually like a prisoner! Since there are no men in the Golden Light Palace that suit your taste, why don't you just follow me? Hahaha!"

Yun Qingyao's delicate body trembled slightly, her face turned pale, she bit her lips tightly, and said nothing.

She was the Palace Master of the Jinguan Palace, Fairy Yun, respected by everyone in the provincial capital, but she was actually made dirty jokes by someone from the Shinto Sect.

If she wasn't so weak, she would have slapped him away!

Ye Tianming's face was gloomy, and he looked around slowly with a cold gaze, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

"Have you laughed enough?"

Si Sheng sneered disdainfully and glanced at Ye Tianming:

"What can you do if you don't laugh enough? Trash, you are not lucky enough to enjoy this kind of woman!"

"How dare you talk so rudely? You're courting death!"

Tianming's eyes were gloomy and as cold as an ice pond that had been there for thousands of years.

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out, and a terrifying gust of wind instantly tore through the air and whistled out!

"act recklessly!"

Si Sheng glanced at him indifferently, and the aura of the seventh level of Tianshu Realm burst out instantly.

The Shinto disciples around retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by this powerful aura.

They seemed to have foreseen the scene of Ye Tianming being crushed into slag, and excited and cruel smiles appeared on their faces.

"Deputy Sect Leader Si has taken action! This kid is dead!"

"Wait and see how he kneels down and begs for mercy!"

However, the next second, their smiles froze on their faces.

Facing this terrifying aura, Ye Tianming stood still and didn't even blink.

The shadow of his fist fell lightly.

The golden fist shadow ignored Si Sheng's defense and fell on Si Sheng's body like a rolling gear.

The sound of broken bones was like a thunder that overturned everyone's cognition.

Si Sheng's smile froze on his face, and a cloud of blood mist instantly burst out of his right arm!

The terrifying force directly blasted him away and he fell heavily to the ground!

Poof!

Si Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down. His right arm had disappeared, and the connection between his arm and shoulder was a bloody mess!

"Do not!!!"

Si Sheng screamed in horror, the intense pain instantly eroding his sanity!

At this moment, everyone was stunned!

All the Shinto sect disciples were stunned and shocked!

All the disciples of Jinguan Palace were shocked, even Yun Qingyao had an expression of shock on her face!

This man of mine...how strong has he become after not seeing him for some time?

This is the deputy leader of the Shinto Sect. How could he be crippled by just one punch from Ye Tianming?