After more than a minute, the itch has reached a point that can not be suppressed.

"If you go on like this, you'll have to itch to death if you don't get killed by this guy. It's better to be happy than to suffer like this!"

The warrior thought of this, and fiercely broke free the rope that bound his hands and grabbed them toward the position of itching.

But the hand of the warrior has not even had time to grasp it, ye Ziheng with lightning speed, fiercely pressed him on the ground.

The warrior struggled, but it had no effect. For ye Ziheng, his strength was similar to that of a kitten.

Ye Ziheng showed a faint smile and looked at him.

"What's the matter? I just said it very badly. I can't help it so quickly."

The warrior twisted his body to get rid of the shackles of Ye Ziheng, but no matter what he did, ye Ziheng still pressed him, leaving him powerless to fight back.

"You, kill me if you can!"

The warrior roared angrily. His eyes were red. His body trembled from time to time. His face was full of pain. But ye Ziheng just laughed, took out a magic weapon of seven grades long whip and tied his hand.

Then ye Ziheng turned to look at the remaining two warriors.

"If I have not guessed wrong, you should be the disciples of the cult. To come here should be the meaning of the cult, right?"

The disciples of the evil cult were stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect ye Ziheng to know.

"You know! What else did you ask just now

The evil cult disciple who was bound up by Ye Ziheng himself roared with anger in his eyes.

But ye Ziheng glanced at him, but said with a smile.

"Why, who stipulates that you can't ask?"

On hearing this, the disciple immediately felt that he was angry with the climate, and his anger surged into his heart. In addition, he felt that Hou's mouth was sweet, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he fainted instantly.

Ye Ziheng chuckled and ignored the unconscious disciple. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the remaining two disciples.

Looking at the disciple, he was filled with fear.

"We are the disciples of the evil cult. We have been in the gang for half a year. This action was assigned by an elder. We said that we should kill you. The reason is unknown, and the purpose is unknown."

A cult disciple immediately said aloud.

The disciple next to him was stupid. Oh, no treason! Not so soon?

But when ye Ziheng nodded, and then looked at him, the disciple immediately began to speak.

"He is right, but I have a few points to add. This time, the elder's intention seems to be to explore your strength, so as to prepare for the future to clean you up."

Ye Ziheng could not help but frown and looked at the disciple and then asked.

"Are you going to send someone back?"

The disciple nodded.

"Well, if there's no accident, maybe someone will come."

After listening, ye Ziheng pondered for a while and finally nodded.

"Well, thank you for your information."

As soon as the words fell, a cold light passed by, and the heads of the two cult warriors fell to the ground one after another.

For the enemy, ye Ziheng can no longer be soft hearted and afraid. He has suffered too much in this.

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