God-slaughtering King

"Oh, I killed the running dog of Chunhu sect. I must die today, but I want me to die in your hands. Dream." the devil smiled miserably, then opened his mouth and was about to bite the poison in his mouth.

At this time, Nanmen Feng sneered. He couldn't be more familiar with these dead men. When fighting with the barbarians, many dead men came to the barracks to assassinate the princesses and princesses every day. As a garrison soldier, he naturally forced those dead men who spoke like black iron to confess one by one.

Whoosh

As soon as he picked up the tip of the lightning sword, he took a step first with the momentum of thunder, entered his mouth, picked out the package of extremely small poison, and then threw it in the air.

Demon Xiu was stunned. The young man made the sword so fast that he didn't even have time to feel it. The poison in his mouth was out of his mouth.

"Who are you?" demon Xiu was shocked and said the words of fear from his mouth.

Nanmen Feng smiled and said, "you answer my question first. Who sent you?"

At this time, Zhao Gongtai patted his forehead. He was dazzled by anger and forgot to extort a confession from the behind the scenes.

After hearing Nanmen Feng's rhetorical question, demon Xiu had a trace of fear. In front of him, the young man's city hall was better than that fierce fool.

The demon Xiu smiled coldly: "boy, I tell you, you don't want to set a trace of useful value in me."

This demon cultivation is also tough. When he is dying, he not only does not shrink back, but becomes more and more stiff, which makes nanmenfeng have some difficulties. Facing such a hard bone, he has no way to deal with it. This person is even more difficult than those barbarian dead. It seems that he can only be handled by Zhang Wuao. It is difficult for him not to speak by Zhang Wuao's means.

"Shit, you dare to talk to me like this when you're dying," said Zhao Gongtai. When he pulled out the ancient sword, he was going to break the devil's skull.

Nanmen Feng hurried forward to block Zhao Gongtai and said in his heart, this guy is really a reckless man. He doesn't care about the consequences. I really don't know how he built such kendo.

So he sighed and said, "elder martial brother Zhao, keep alive and leave it to the patriarch. I believe the patriarch has a way to pry open his mouth."

Zhao Gongtai just took the sword and shot a real yuan to bind the man's whole body so that he wouldn't do anything.

Nanmen Feng came forward and collected demon Xiu into Chu Wuyu. Because he had no arms, demon Xiu wriggled on the ground. Then he pulled out the black gold dagger and collected it into Chu Wuyu with demon Xiu.

Finally, with the success, Nanmen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, the demon cultivation was rampant, and the whole Chunhu sect was facing an unprecedented crisis. Zhang Wuao could not leave Chunhu sect in January for some reason, which made these demons more and more rampant.

So they set out and hurried to the main hall of Chunhu sect.

Nanmen Maple bears the brunt and impressively comes to the familiar bronze gate.

"Elder martial brother Li, Nanmen Feng is here to discuss something important." Nanmen Feng arched his hand and Zhenyuan surged from his throat and roared.

Then, the bronze gate opened slowly with a creak, and a powerful voice came: "since you are younger martial brother Feng, come in."

Nanmen Feng set off immediately and did not dare to delay. He took Zhao Gongtai and entered the main hall immediately.

After the three entered, they saw that Zhang Wuao was still the same as before, holding a book like a scholar reading, and had not seen him practice at all.

"Meet the patriarch," the three arched hands in unison.

Zhang Wuao waved his hand. Seeing Zhao Gongtai on the side, he smiled and said, "younger martial brother Zhao is also here. Rare guests."

Zhao Gongtai coughed a few times, and his face was a little unnatural. He said, "Lord, don't joke anymore. Now it's a matter of great importance."

At this time, Zhang Wuao put down his book and walked towards the three of them step by step.

"What's the matter? Let the three of you come to see me at the same time." Zhang Wu Ao's eagle eyebrows raised, as if facing a great crisis.

Nanmen Feng took the lead in saying: "now the devil cultivation is rampant and keeps sending people to attack our disciples of Chunhu sect. Today, another disciple died of the cruel magic method. The three of us went there and caught a living one."

Zhang Wuao's face changed. He didn't expect that the demon cultivation was really brave. He dared to challenge the authority of the whole Chunhu sect again and again. Although Chunhu sect is only a third rate sect, under his leadership, it can be transformed into a second rate force at any time. Does a small group of demons dare to make a second rate?

"Didn't you kill demon Xiu? Where did he come from?" Zhang Wuao asked.

Nanmen Feng immediately replied, "as I told you earlier, these demons have a team, and they still have leaders. They wantonly kill martial artists, just doing some secret rituals, which is very disadvantageous to us. If they are allowed to go on wantonly, I'm afraid Chunhu sect can't resist thousands of demons in daomen territory."

After hearing Nanmen Feng's words, Zhang Wuao's face was dignified. Now it seems that this evil cultivation is far stronger than he thought. If he continues to let go, it will be a great disaster!

"The living mouth you caught, I want to see this' hero '" Zhang Wuao gnashed his teeth and bit the last two words very hard. It seems that he was really angry this time.

Nanmen Feng nodded, his heart moved, and the store jade shone white. The demon Xiu was thrown on the ground and looked very embarrassed.

At this moment, it was Zhang Wuao's turn to be shocked. Unexpectedly, the magic cultivation team was so big. These two magic practitioners were the strong ones in the triple heaven of daomen. Rao was only 23 with the power of his Chunhu sect.

So Zhang Wuao waved his hand and removed his prohibition. He smiled and said, "brother, can you tell me who ordered you?"

The smile made devil Xiu look very creepy, and the cold sweat came straight from his back. The meat on his back was sunken and stuck tightly with the bones.

Zhang Wuao has many time periods, and the means of extorting confessions is naturally essential. Otherwise, what should be done to the dead in Yi City? Now in his hands, no less than 16 spies in Yi City have died.

Over the years, Yi Tianxing and Zhang Wuao have fought openly and secretly. Spies in Yi city come to check the intelligence of Chunhu sect from time to time. However, after being investigated by Zhang Wuao, they use some unknown means to coerce confessions one by one. No matter how hard you are, you have to let go in front of him.

"Do you know how I let those dead men in Yicheng speak?" Zhang Wuao asked with a smile. Suddenly, his majesty increased greatly in his tone, which made the devil repair's hair set up and scared.

Therefore, Zhang Wuao made a move with both hands, and a tiger skin chair appeared on the ground. It was full of breath and looked terrible.

Once the tiger skin chair came out, Nanmen Maple was a little frightened. The evil spirit on it was the most weapon he had ever seen. I don't know how many people had died with hatred on this chair.

"At this time, I found it in my predecessors' cave when I was traveling. Coincidentally, the man was also a madman. He could make such instruments of torture. I have to say that the man was really a genius," Zhang Wuao smiled slowly, so he pulled a pimp from the tiger skin chair with one hand.

Immediately, he began to pull down all the pimps on the tiger skin chair. A strong energy went towards the demon repair, directly lifted him in the air and put him on the tiger skin chair. Those pimps immediately tied him up and even had some difficulty breathing.

"Hum, I'll see how you make me speak. To tell you the truth, it's impossible for me to betray my master." demon Xiu said decisively, with a sad face, lying on the tiger skin chair.

Zhao Gongtai became more and more angry. The prisoner at the bottom dared to be so rampant. If he was not in the Lord's hall at the moment, he would kill him on the spot even if he was blocked by the South Gate maple.

The maple sword eyebrow of the South Gate on one side was slightly upward. He was very interested in this tiger skin chair. At the same time, he also wanted to see his power.

"Oh" Zhang Wuao sneered, and an iron head ring like a hat was instantly set on demon Xiu's head.

Then, Zhang Wuao's powerful Zhenyuan burst out of his hand, and an extremely powerful force rushed into the tiger skin chair.

This force twisted the void. Even the devil's head began to twist, and even his brain began to churn. The whole brain was as painful as being pierced by thousands of needles.

"Ah" evil Xiu screamed, and then he kept vomiting.

Zhang Wuao's move is not cruel. It doesn't hurt him in essence, but it only makes him feel pain, but it can't hurt him. Indeed, it is a holy article in the instruments of torture. It is necessary to punish such people.

Zhao Gongtai's face moved as he watched. He admired Zhang Wuao's means. This guy not only has high cultivation, but also is cruel and ruthless. The enemy doesn't leave his hand when playing chess!

At this time, Zhang Wuao slowly stopped his hand, smiled and asked, "what, are you going to say now?"

"Oh, even if you kill me, don't want to get any useful news from me." demon Xiu is still upright. It seems that these punishments haven't played a great role in him.

"Really?" Zhang Wuao smiled, and there were seventy-nine black nails in his hand. These black nails were more and more shining in the moonlight.

Whoosh

Zhang Wuao waved his hand, and the seven black nails were already worse than his right leg. This pain was not for fun. It directly attracted every nerve in your body, and seven led nearly 30% of the nerves in your body.

This move directly made him in great pain, and he couldn't help roaring out. This miserable cry made Nanmen Feng's three people a little creepy.

"Why, don't you plan to say it yet?" Zhang Wuao broke seven black nails into his left leg and passed through his leg bone. This heartfelt pain finally made him soft.

"I said, I said," the devil was sweating and had soaked his clothes.

Zhang Wuao stopped and said with a smile, "that's right. If you say no earlier, you don't have to suffer from this pain. Say, who ordered you to come."

Devil Xiu's legs were already bloody, and the black blood even kept flowing, but he still clenched his teeth and said, "devil, it's the devil who asked me to come."

This time, it's Zhang Wuao's turn to be surprised. He has never heard of such a number one figure since he became a Taoist priest for so many years. However, with so many magic cultivation men, Xiang must also be a cruel man. Either this person has endured for years and suddenly rises, or he is a rising star.