Cultivator In Martial God World

The eyes of the azure clothed old man instantly became murderous intentionally, coldly said: "Who are you? What do you ask this for?"

He said so , Yang Xuan immediately understood that they had taken Guo Xiaoxiang away.

"Where is the person?" he coldly asked.

azure clothed old man said with a sneer: "Okay, I'm here to find the fault. Okay, since it's here, don't leave, give it to me."

"Yes!" Several people standing next to each other agreed in unison, and then grabbed Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan is about to fight back, and feels bad in his heart.

Helim's breath moved here unexpectedly and enveloped the manor.

Yang Xuan instantly extinguished his thoughts of counterattack, and let the brawny man arrest him.

The azure clothed old man walked down with a grinning grin and came to Yang Xuan's body. Without a word, he hit Yang Xuan's abdomen with a punch.

"Say, who sent you here?" the azure clothed old man asked with a grin.

This fist is not unimportant, but Yang Xuan is who, what kind of body, it is said that the old man punched with all his strength, even if it is a hundred, ten thousand azure clothed old man adds up at the same time The punches did not cause Yang Xuan even a little bit of pain.

However, Helim was hovering to the side, but Yang Xuan had to look like eating pain, forcibly squeezing out a few drops of cold sweat.

The azure clothed old man is a single fist smashed out, and at the same time he shouted: "It's quite hard, I see when you can be hard enough, go, send me to Jia Xing's place, make him comfortable It's comfortable."

Several people complied, escorting Yang Xuan back, turning the corner and came to a basement.

When I entered the basement, it turned out to be a place of lynching. It was filled with various instruments of torture, stained with blood, and it seemed quite a few years old.

A brawny man with naked torso saw someone come down and said with a malicious smile: "There is another business coming. Good luck, I can feel good again."

" Jia Xing, don't kill it, the boss is still waiting for questioning!" One person warned repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I will call him seek life but can't, seek death but can't." Jia Xing said with a smile.

After a few people left, Jia Xing was not in a hurry to torture Yang Xuan. Instead, he stared at him with interest, frequently nodded: "Well, soft skin and tender meat, kid, there is Haven't suffered?"

Yang Xuan was disgusted, and the feeling guy is still a comrade.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was silent, Jia Xing walked over and reached out to touch Yang Xuan's face, but Yang Xuan turned his head away.

When Jia Xing saw it, said with a smile: "I have personality, I like it. In the morning, a naughty little girl was sent here, which is also soft skin and tender meat just like you."

Yang Xuan sinks in the play and asks: "Is it a seventeen or eighteen-year-old little girl with a small mole on her left eyebrow?"

"Yes, yes, you know?" Jia Punishment is very proud.

Yang Xuan's heart sank, solemnly asked: "What did you do to her?"

"What did you say?" Jia Xuan said with a malicious smile: "Land on In my hands, if I let her go out intact, wouldn’t it be the name I would never let go of defeating the dead?"

Yang Xuan felt a burst of anger in his heart, just like Heli Mu's breath left and went elsewhere.

Yang Xuan unscrewed the injured shackles, Power of Space diffused out, covering the entire underground torture room.

Jia Xing was taken aback, feeling a little uncomfortable, and hit Yang Xuan's eyebrow with a punch.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and squeezed his fist into mud. The bone stubble and plasma flowed down Jia Xing’s arm to his face. Jia Xing’s complexion instantly turned sallow, cold sweat gurgling down his forehead. Down.

"Ah, it hurts!" Jia Xing let out a huge scream.

But Yang Xuan remained unmoved at all, and his fingers continued to climb up, squeezing Jia Xing’s arm into mashed meat inch by inch, but he did not give up, and he squeezed his other arm into a twist.

Jia Xing was so painful that he couldn't scream out. He rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Where can Yang Xuan allow him to faint? With a hint of his left hand, a basin of water next to him flew out, pouring Jia Xing through.

"Ahhhh!"

What didn't expect was that it turned out to be a pot of boiling water. Jia Xing was scalded and made a howl like a pig, and his eyes were exposed. Blood.

Yang Xuan kicked him away and coldly asked, "Say, where did that little girl go?"

"No...no...I didn't..." Jia Xing was vomiting blood and struggling: "She was just kept here for a while, with an order on it, I... I didn't dare to do it." Next, Jia Xing turned out to be a lot fluent in speaking.

Yang Xuan seems to have seen rays of light from the darkness, stepped past, raised Jia Xing’s bloody body, and asked urgently: "You mean, Xiaoxiang is okay?"

"No...nothing, I was...taken away by the Branch Lord." Jia Xing trembled with pain, but he didn't dare not answer.

He can see it, and today's decision is not enough. Now he only hopes that the evil star in front of him can spare his life, and he is satisfied.

When he first thought of this, Yang Xuan had already crushed his throat, letting all his wishes come to nothing, and died of hatred, ending his sinful life.

After killing Jia Xing, Yang Xuan probed Helim's breath again and found that Helim had withdrawn his attention here, and he was relieved immediately.

He still doesn't quite understand why Helim can always touch his breath, which is too weird.

But now is not the time to think about it, since Hrim has left, it is time for him to act.

The heavy iron prison door was kicked open by Yang Xuan. Before the guard at the door realized what had happened, he was smashed to death by the iron door, and he was stunned.

Five or six were guarded in the distance. The mutation was abruptly born. Just about to shout loudly, Yang Xuan kicked out a few stones casually, pierced his throat, and fell down with blood gurgling.

The smell of blood began to permeate, Yang Xuan released a trace of divine sense, and then suddenly stomped his feet.

The rocks flew up, and some of them sank into the jungle as if they were rich spirituality.

Several screams came to an abrupt end, and then came the sound of heavy objects falling.

Yang Xuan didn't even care, and walked along the road to the hall just now.

Along the way, everything he saw or saw him, without exception, was pierced through his throat, and those who died could not die again.

Yang Xuan hasn't committed a large-scale killing for a long time. With such a kill today, he suddenly felt light and well-intentioned.

It seems that the best thing for me to do is to be an executioner.

The main hall was in sight. More than a dozen Canglang Sect dísciple heard the noise and rushed out of it. Before questioning, they saw the corpses all over the ground. They were shocked that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"You..." As soon as a Canglangzong dísciple who looked like a leader yelled a word, he covered his throat in disbelief and fell down. The blood flowing from his fingers stopped the capital. Can't stop.

The other dísciples are horrified, like a ghost, and even lose the courage to look at Yang Xuan, turn around and run.

But now that Yang Xuan has opened the killing ring, they will be allowed to leave there. Between sneers, the bluestone ground under his feet shattered, and countless stones turned into shadows and flew out in an instant.

puff puff puff!

After a series of light sounds, all the dísciple of Canglangzong who escaped fell down, and even the last words were not left in time.

Footsteps light sound, Branch Lord of Canglangzong, when the azure clothed old man just came out, he was shocked to take three steps backwards, and only the sound of sucking in cold air remained in his chest.

Yang Xuan turned slowly, his eyes were cold, and he paused every word:

"What about the little girl?"