Chapter 833: Death of Bai Xianxin

"No, that's none of my business. It's up to the sect master to deal with you. I don't know about it at all!"

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When the old man in red robe heard Ye Qianxing say that he would torture him severely, he immediately shook his head. →

"It doesn't matter, they will go down to accompany you soon."

Ye Qianxing ignored his plea for mercy, but a small black flame burst out from his fingertips. With a flick, it jumped into the middle of the red-robed old man's eyebrows.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, the entire hall remembered the horrific screams of the old man in red robes, which frightened the surviving soldiers to the point where their legs became weak.

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All this lasted for more than half an hour. The old man in red robe felt as if he had passed through the eighteenth level of hell under the destruction of his soul by the underworld flames.

The old man in red robe had never experienced the pain of the eighteen levels of hell, but these half an hour or so was definitely the most painful time in his life.

At this time, he was no longer afraid of death. It could even be said that he had begun to long for death, begging Ye Qianxing to give him pleasure.

Because this kind of soul-burning pain is simply worse than death.

In the end, Ye Qianxing gave him a happy ending, and the red-robed old man actually had a smile on his face when he died.

This is a smile of relief.

"And kill them all too."

Ye Qianxing looked at the surviving soldiers of the Xiting Dynasty who were already stunned by Ye Qianxing's methods.

Ye Qianxing had no intention of letting them go. After all, they were invaders, so many of Dayan's soldiers and people were bound to die in their hands.

Although Ye Qianxing is not from Dayan, he has already regarded Dayan as his other hometown in his heart.

Moreover, if he hadn't arrived in time, the Bai family might have been wiped out by them. This was not what Ye Qianxing wanted to see.

"I'll do it."

Zhou Lang took the initiative to invite Ying.

What he is practicing now is the sword of killing, and he needs to kill to improve himself.

Ye Qianxing did not stop him. He was not disgusted with Zhou Lang's killing swordsmanship. For Ye Qianxing, the Tao was not divided into good and bad, but the one who understood and used it.

As long as Zhou Lang would not lose himself because of this killing swordsmanship and become a killing machine, Ye Qianxing would not persuade him to stop.

As for the killings caused, I'm sorry, but Ye Qianxing is not the Holy Mother. As long as it's not someone he cares about, he won't care.

Soon, there was another scream in the entire lobby.

At this moment, a figure quietly passed behind Ye Qianxing, planning to sneak out of the door.

"Want to run?"

Ye Qianxing suddenly smiled contemptuously. How could he hide this little trick from him?

I saw Ye Qianxing's figure flashing, and the next moment, the figure disappeared from the place.

When Bai Xianxin saw the red-robed old man being tortured to death by Ye Qianxing, he had already started thinking of ways to escape.

When Ye Qianxing's back was turned to him, he lay down and tried to crawl away.

Seeing the door approaching, Bai Xianxin's eyes flashed with excitement, and he was finally about to escape.

"Ye Qianxing, and the bitches of the Bai family, sooner or later, I, Bai Xianxin, will definitely make you look good!"

Bai Xianxin swore fiercely in his heart.

However, just as he was about to climb to the door, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bai Xianxin's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly raised his head nervously, when a familiar face came into view.

Ye Qianxing was smiling coldly at him.

"Who is it? It looks so familiar. It turns out to be you, Bai Xianxin. Your life is really tough. You have survived to this day."

Ye Qianxing looked at Bai Xianxin with interest and showed a sarcastic smile.

After being discovered, Bai Xianxin became desperate.

At this moment, he no longer felt fear. When he saw Ye Qianxing's face, a look of anger appeared in his heart.

"Thanks to you, I have lived until now. These days, I have been thinking about killing you all the time, avenging my people and myself. If I didn't have this hatred, I might not be able to survive now. ”

Bai Xianxin almost said through gritted teeth.

"I almost forgot about your existence. If you hadn't appeared here, maybe I wouldn't have thought of you in this life. After all, you are just an ant of no importance to me."

Ye Qianxing looked down at Bai Xianxin.

"Really, but maybe it's me, a worthless ant in your eyes, who may end you in the end."

Bai Xianxin's voice was cold.

"Yes, it is indeed possible. I don't like uncertainties, let alone trouble. Since you are a threat to me, I will deal with you easily."

Ye Qianxing nodded, agreeing with Bai Xianxin's words.

The fact that Bai Xianxin could endure it for so long, endure hardships, find Allen's knife, and come to kill the Bai family shows that this person is very dangerous.

Although Ye Qianxing is confident, he is not arrogant. For such a person, he must be killed as soon as possible.

If Bai Xianxin wasn't there, he might not take the initiative to look for her, because Ye Qianxing didn't like trouble.

But since we have met now, let’s solve it easily over there.

Ye Qianxing still understands this truth.

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

Bai Xianxin stared at Ye Qianxing fiercely, not evading him at all because of Ye Qianxing's power.

"Don't worry, you don't have this chance."

Ye Qianxing's eyes turned cold, and he threw a spiritual dark flame directly into Bai Xianxin's forehead.

This time it was not a flame, but a ball.

Bai Xianxin didn't even have the chance to feel pain, and his soul flew away in an instant, leaving only a body...