Xie Zun prefers Concubine Leng Ao

Chapter 175
Bing Ziyu laughed loudly, "So it's the fault of this genius doctor? But now this genius doctor doesn't want to play with you."

The moment the laughter disappeared, a white aura flashed, and the black iron fan was thrown out of his hand, and the fierce murderous aura exploded. The three of them fell to the ground clutching their throats.

"Ah... the peak of the Spirit Emperor!"

The men in black who rushed up just now retreated in fright.

"No retreat..."

"That's too late."

The four guards fell behind a few of them, and they dealt with them neatly.

"The remaining dozen or so people are handed over to you."

Bing Ziyu put away the black iron fan and turned around decisively. Their horses were all hidden in the cave, and it would not be good without them.

There was an explosion suddenly from the top of the mountain in the distance, and Seattle clutched his heart and fell into the rocks, screaming at Feng Juechen in the sky, "Pfft! Feng Juechen, what level is your profound strength? Can't kill you, damn it!"

"You will know soon." Feng Juechen, who was about to fall, raised his profound strength and slapped Seattle backwards with his palm.

"This hall is not willing to die like this, and I will drag you to be buried with me when I die."

Seattle sat cross-legged among the rocks, and quickly cast spells with both hands. He wanted to seal Feng Juechen and himself in a secret technique and set himself on fire.

Seeing that the secret technique was about to be formed, Feng Juechen's majestic palm force was almost about to fall on his head, but his body turned back and rose rapidly, flying higher and higher.

"Oh!"

The palm force hit the enchantment formed by the secret technique, and the enchantment was intact, but Seattle's internal organs were shaken out of place.His body trembled, and he withdrew his hand suddenly, the barrier collapsed and injured himself.

"Ah!" A piercing pain came, all ten silver needles sank into Seattle's back, and a petite black shadow fell in front of Seattle's eyes.

"You are the great highness of the Wuyu clan? It would be nice to die in this vast wilderness." Jun Qianluo had a thick and long silver needle stuck in his hand, and looked at Seattle with cold eyes.

"Damn Nine-Tailed Spirit Snake, sooner or later you will be skinned by cramps, and your death will be worse than that of His Highness...Ah!"

Seattle screamed, and the silver needle in Jun Qianluo's hand was gone.

"At least now I am still alive and well, and you are only being abused. Say, why do you know my identity, what kind of masters are there in the Wuyu tribe, otherwise I will let you die here alive. Oh, yes Don't think about escaping your soul, I have already sealed your extraordinary meridians. The moment you die, I will tear your soul out of your body and put it in an alchemy furnace for refining."

Feng Juechen landed beside Jun Qianluo, watching her torture Seattle with a blank expression.

"Hahaha... scaring Your Highness? It's useless."

"Scaring you? Do you see how free we are?"

Jun Qianluo squatted down and stretched out his hand. A row of silver needles gleamed, and the tips of the silver needles were dark.

Poisonous!

Seattle stopped smiling, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Why is it so troublesome, let him eat this and make sure he will tell the truth." Bing Ziyu flew up, holding a red pill between his fingers, and looked at Seattle with a smile.

"what!"

When Jun Qianluo turned his head to look at the elixir in Bing Ziyu's hand, Seattle bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"Huh? Miracle doctor, he was scared to death by you?"

Jun Qianluo was helpless, all previous efforts were wasted, and Seattle died without even getting any useful news.

"Haha, I didn't expect that, this guy can't help being tortured so much." Bing Ziyu spread his hands.

Feng Juechen frowned.

(End of this chapter)