"And then?"
Xuanyuan Yiren's eyes squinted slightly, "Then you pinned by senior brother Fang Shu on a stone pillar with 4 cloud pattern flying knives. 2 on his shoulders and 2 on his calves. 4 hours passed before the knives were taken down but now the cloud shocking god destroying sword intent still hasn't been removed. I heard that it really hurts and he's shouting like a pig being slaughtered..."
Zong Shou was instantly delighted, feeling gleeful in his heart. He was getting more and more annoyed by people like Long Batian and Fang Shu. These kinds of famous sect disciples who held their head highs and whose tails were so high up the heavens.
Before this the person that said the worse words was Fang Shu. Hearing that he had pinned the person with a flying knife he instantly felt really delighted, his thoughts becoming more relaxed.
Slow down, flying knife?