Zhan Yue

Chapter 1573: Fan Yi's state of mind

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"you do not say!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

Feng Buwen frowned, a little angry, and ordered again, and immediately three more lightning bolts fell from the sky, hitting Fan Yi's body one after another, until the skin and flesh were torn apart. The soul that once held the throne was too tough after all. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, I'm afraid it would be wiped out in a flash of lightning.

"ah?!"

I stepped forward, put the Thunder God's Blade against Fan Yi's soul's neck, and sneered, "I've already missed you since the first day Fan Yi died."

"Come on, come on!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wipe out this soul, the only clue may be cut off!"

"Come again, come again!"

"court death!"

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

"Come again, come again!"

"oh?"

"Come again, come again!"

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

"Peng!"

Fan Yi looked down, looking at the thunder and lightning from the Thunder God's Blade, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use a human weapon to deal with souls? Is it useful? You might as well pull it and have a look. Can you cut off my Fan Yi’s neck?”

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

"Um!?"

Fan Yi sneered: "This is the only torture method you can use in the Dragon Territory and Human Race. That's really disappointing."

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

"ah?!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

Sura narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face was beautiful.

"say what?"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

"You can try!"

"Peng!"

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

He punched Fan Yi hard on the cheek, followed by an uppercut that almost knocked his head off his neck, and then kicked him hard in the chest, making Fan Yi scream. But his body was bound by six lightning chains and could only scream. Quasi-god-level fists were hard enough and filled with holy energy, so it would definitely hurt if they hit him.

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

"Okay, let's change."

"King Xiaoyao!"

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

He punched Fan Yi hard on the cheek, followed by an uppercut that almost knocked his head off his neck, and then kicked him hard in the chest, making Fan Yi scream. But his body was bound by six lightning chains and could only scream. Quasi-god-level fists were hard enough and filled with holy energy, so it would definitely hurt if they hit him.

I walked forward slowly.

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty." Beiyue Guanyang said with a frown.

Fan Yi's long sleeves were fluttering. At this time, he was no longer restrained by the six thunder and lightning chains, but the pressure he endured was stronger, because this is the Valley of Mind, the place where I cultivate my mind. Here, Fan Yi is just a little Just a prisoner.

"Come again, come again!"

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

Fan Yi sneered: "This is the only torture method you can use in the Dragon Territory and Human Race. That's really disappointing."

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

“…”

"So much nonsense!"

"Ahh..."

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

"Okay, let's change."

His hands were tied and raised horizontally, his drooping head slowly raised, with red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled: "It's just a ray of remnant soul anyway. His Highness Xiaoyao will torture you if you want, and light a lamp if you want. I Fan Yi is just a piece of fish on the chopping board, what is there to say?"

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

"King Xiaoyao!"

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

"Another loser here?"

“…”

"oh?"

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

I asked calmly.

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

"ah?!"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

"You can try!"

I directly put away the thunder in my hand and said: "Sura, come here."

"Another loser here?"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

"King Xiaoyao!"

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

The Fire Demon Queen stepped forward step by step with the flame sword in hand. Her long jade legs were wearing combat boots, which was particularly touching.

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

I kicked him directly and immediately dislocated his jaw. There was a "snap", and then his soul repaired itself. The embarrassed Fan Yi drooped his head again, and then laughed out loud: "Come on. Come on, give me a good time, after all, I was once a Confucian sage, at least once was a throne, I can't stand this kind of humiliation, come on!"

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

"So much nonsense!"

Feng Buwen frowned, a little angry, and ordered again, and immediately three more lightning bolts fell from the sky, hitting Fan Yi's body one after another, until the skin and flesh were torn apart. The soul that once held the throne was too tough after all. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, I'm afraid it would be wiped out in a flash of lightning.

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

He punched Fan Yi hard on the cheek, followed by an uppercut that almost knocked his head off his neck, and then kicked him hard in the chest, making Fan Yi scream. But his body was bound by six lightning chains and could only scream. Quasi-god-level fists were hard enough and filled with holy energy, so it would definitely hurt if they hit him.

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

"You are so beautiful."

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"You can try!"

"You can try!"

"oh?"

"Yo?"

Sura narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face was beautiful.

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

"You can try!"

I took a step back: "Then start?"

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

“…”

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

"You can try!"

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

"Um!"

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

"oh?"

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

"You can try!"

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

"King Xiaoyao!"

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

"You can try!"

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

"You can try!"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty." Beiyue Guanyang said with a frown.

"King Xiaoyao!"

"You are so beautiful."

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

"oh?"

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

I took a step back: "Then start?"

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you confused? I was beaten just after my soul was reunited. Did you give me, Fan Yi, a chance to toast me from the beginning to the end?"

"Another loser here?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

Feng Buwen frowned, a little angry, and ordered again, and immediately three more lightning bolts fell from the sky, hitting Fan Yi's body one after another, until the skin and flesh were torn apart. The soul that once held the throne was too tough after all. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, I'm afraid it would be wiped out in a flash of lightning.

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

“…”

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

"Peng!"

“…”

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

"Another loser here?"

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

"So much nonsense!"

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

I frowned and said, "Feng Xiang, you have lost your ancestors by being careless..."

"Yo?"

"Hmph, your state of mind?"

Feng Buwen frowned, a little angry, and ordered again, and immediately three more lightning bolts fell from the sky, hitting Fan Yi's body one after another, until the skin and flesh were torn apart. The soul that once held the throne was too tough after all. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, I'm afraid it would be wiped out in a flash of lightning.

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

"Um."

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

"So much nonsense!"

"King Xiaoyao!"

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

"So much nonsense!"

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

"Come on, come on!"

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

"Ah~~~"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"oh?"

"Come on, come on!"

"So much nonsense!"

He punched Fan Yi hard on the cheek, followed by an uppercut that almost knocked his head off his neck, and then kicked him hard in the chest, making Fan Yi scream. But his body was bound by six lightning chains and could only scream. Quasi-god-level fists were hard enough and filled with holy energy, so it would definitely hurt if they hit him.

I took a step back: "Then start?"

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

I frowned and said, "Feng Xiang, you have lost your ancestors by being careless..."

"Um!"

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you confused? I was beaten just after my soul was reunited. Did you give me, Fan Yi, a chance to toast me from the beginning to the end?"

Fan Yi looked down, looking at the thunder and lightning from the Thunder God's Blade, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use a human weapon to deal with souls? Is it useful? You might as well pull it and have a look. Can you cut off my Fan Yi’s neck?”

The state of mind is shady.

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

His hands were tied and raised horizontally, his drooping head slowly raised, with red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled: "It's just a ray of remnant soul anyway. His Highness Xiaoyao will torture you if you want, and light a lamp if you want. I Fan Yi is just a piece of fish on the chopping board, what is there to say?"

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

"Come on, come on!"

"Ah~~~"

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"court death!"

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

"Come on, come on!"

I took a step back: "Then start?"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

I frowned and said, "Feng Xiang, you have lost your ancestors by being careless..."

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

"ah?!"

“…”

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you confused? I was beaten just after my soul was reunited. Did you give me, Fan Yi, a chance to toast me from the beginning to the end?"

"oh?"

"Okay, let's change."

"oh?"

Feng Buwen frowned, a little angry, and ordered again, and immediately three more lightning bolts fell from the sky, hitting Fan Yi's body one after another, until the skin and flesh were torn apart. The soul that once held the throne was too tough after all. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, I'm afraid it would be wiped out in a flash of lightning.

"Um!?"

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

I frowned and said, "Feng Xiang, you have lost your ancestors by being careless..."

"Come on, come on!"

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

"you do not say!"

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

"You can try!"

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"Peng!"

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

"ah?!"

I kicked him directly and immediately dislocated his jaw. There was a "snap", and then his soul repaired itself. The embarrassed Fan Yi drooped his head again, and then laughed out loud: "Come on. Come on, give me a good time, after all, I was once a Confucian sage, at least once was a throne, I can't stand this kind of humiliation, come on!"

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

“…”

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

"say what?"

"Ahh..."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

"Um."

“…”

"Um."

Fan Yi looked down, looking at the thunder and lightning from the Thunder God's Blade, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use a human weapon to deal with souls? Is it useful? You might as well pull it and have a look. Can you cut off my Fan Yi’s neck?”

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you confused? I was beaten just after my soul was reunited. Did you give me, Fan Yi, a chance to toast me from the beginning to the end?"

The Fire Demon Queen stepped forward step by step with the flame sword in hand. Her long jade legs were wearing combat boots, which was particularly touching.

"Peng!"

"Yo?"

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

"King Xiaoyao!"

"Taste my real fire before you talk."

“…”

"oh?"

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

I stepped forward, put the Thunder God's Blade against Fan Yi's soul's neck, and sneered, "I've already missed you since the first day Fan Yi died."

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

"Come again, come again!"

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

"Um!"

"Come again, come again!"

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"Ah~~~"

"Um."

"ah?!"

His hands were tied and raised horizontally, his drooping head slowly raised, with red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled: "It's just a ray of remnant soul anyway. His Highness Xiaoyao will torture you if you want, and light a lamp if you want. I Fan Yi is just a piece of fish on the chopping board, what is there to say?"

Looking at this old master, Fan Yi, the most rebellious Hearing Saint, did not say a word and suddenly burst into tears.

"court death!"

The state of mind is shady.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Who is Lin Xi?"

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wipe out this soul, the only clue may be cut off!"

"You can try!"

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

"Um."

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

The state of mind is shady.

"Come on, come on!"

“…”

“…”

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”

“…”

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

"Snapped!"

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

"oh?"

I walked forward slowly.

The state of mind is shady.

"Come again, come again!"

"Yo?"

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

"Peng!"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

Fan Yi's long sleeves were fluttering. At this time, he was no longer restrained by the six thunder and lightning chains, but the pressure he endured was stronger, because this is the Valley of Mind, the place where I cultivate my mind. Here, Fan Yi is just a little Just a prisoner.

"Taste my real fire before you talk."

“…”

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

Fan Yi's long sleeves were fluttering. At this time, he was no longer restrained by the six thunder and lightning chains, but the pressure he endured was stronger, because this is the Valley of Mind, the place where I cultivate my mind. Here, Fan Yi is just a little Just a prisoner.

"Ahh..."

"Um."

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

Fan Yi laughed: "I have a noble nature. Since I have decided to devote myself to the darkness, I will never receive any favor from the light. Tsk tsk, this is called a principle. It is normal for you commoners not to understand."

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

The state of mind is shady.

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

"Then stop, lest he spit sweet things on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and shouldn't be humiliated like this."

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

"Snapped!"

"Um."

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"So much nonsense!"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"Ahh..."

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

Fan Yi looked down, looking at the thunder and lightning from the Thunder God's Blade, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use a human weapon to deal with souls? Is it useful? You might as well pull it and have a look. Can you cut off my Fan Yi’s neck?”

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

Feng Buwen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just sat in a corner holding a sword.

I asked calmly.

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

"Yo?"

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

“…”

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

"Ah~~~"

Fan Yi's long sleeves were fluttering. At this time, he was no longer restrained by the six thunder and lightning chains, but the pressure he endured was stronger, because this is the Valley of Mind, the place where I cultivate my mind. Here, Fan Yi is just a little Just a prisoner.

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"oh?"

"If you fight again, you will lose your soul." Lin Fengnian said with a frown.

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

"Okay, let's change."

"Yo?"

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

"ah?!"

Sura narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face was beautiful.

I directly put away the thunder in my hand and said: "Sura, come here."

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"Ah~~~"

"Um."

"Um."

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

The Fire Demon Queen stepped forward step by step with the flame sword in hand. Her long jade legs were wearing combat boots, which was particularly touching.

"oh?"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty." Beiyue Guanyang said with a frown.

"oh?"

"Another loser here?"

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wipe out this soul, the only clue may be cut off!"

"Another loser here?"

"Taste my real fire before you talk."

The state of mind is shady.

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”

"Another loser here?"

The state of mind is shady.

The state of mind is shady.

Fan Yi sneered: "This is the only torture method you can use in the Dragon Territory and Human Race. That's really disappointing."

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

The Fire Demon Queen stepped forward step by step with the flame sword in hand. Her long jade legs were wearing combat boots, which was particularly touching.

The wind does not blow away the thunderstorm.

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

"Taste my real fire before you talk."

Fan Yi laughed loudly: "If you don't hear the news, you will turn me into ashes if you have the guts!"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

I kicked him directly and immediately dislocated his jaw. There was a "snap", and then his soul repaired itself. The embarrassed Fan Yi drooped his head again, and then laughed out loud: "Come on. Come on, give me a good time, after all, I was once a Confucian sage, at least once was a throne, I can't stand this kind of humiliation, come on!"

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

I directly put away the thunder in my hand and said: "Sura, come here."

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

I asked calmly.

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

Looking at this old master, Fan Yi, the most rebellious Hearing Saint, did not say a word and suddenly burst into tears.

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"say what?"

"say what?"

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

He opened his eyes and roared: "Qiyue Liuhuo! The Immortal Sword in your eyes can kill my soul, give me a happy one! And you, even if I don't hear about it, your pure landscape magic power can also destroy everything." ! In addition, there is you Sula, your flame divine sword Zhuo Re Wushuang, killing ghosts is like chopping melons and vegetables, come on, come and give me Fan Yi a good time!"

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

"oh?"

"oh?"

Fan Yi's whole body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Say... that I have exiled Lin Xi in the gap of time, and will go there to have a feast in person once I have the chance? You, Ouyang Luli, haven't had time to enjoy the delicacies, I, Fan Yi, Did you get there first?"

I took a step back: "Then start?"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

I smiled lightly: "Of course there are other means."

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

"Taste my real fire before you talk."

"court death!"

Fan Yi wailed. It was a lightning strike force that his soul could not withstand. It split Feng Wenwen's hair straight up one by one. His back was already scorched black. In the pitiful howl, he said angrily: " If you don't hear about it, I will kill your ancestors!"

I kicked him directly and immediately dislocated his jaw. There was a "snap", and then his soul repaired itself. The embarrassed Fan Yi drooped his head again, and then laughed out loud: "Come on. Come on, give me a good time, after all, I was once a Confucian sage, at least once was a throne, I can't stand this kind of humiliation, come on!"

I stepped forward, put the Thunder God's Blade against Fan Yi's soul's neck, and sneered, "I've already missed you since the first day Fan Yi died."

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

Sura narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face was beautiful.

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"Yo?"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

I took a step back: "Then start?"

"King Xiaoyao!"

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

Su La lightly stepped out, and blazing flames immediately spread along the surface of the ground, directly burning Fan Yi in it. Immediately, Fan Yi struggled and cursed like a flying dog, killing all eighteen generations of Su La's ancestors. He cursed and spat at the same time in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but it was useless. Sura's true fire was so strong that even a peak-level monk might not be able to withstand it, let alone a wisp of the soul of the throne.

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wipe out this soul, the only clue may be cut off!"

"Yo?"

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

"ah?!"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

"Yo?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

"Um!"

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally, and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "chi" sound, but it only cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, and it healed in the blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, human weapons cannot kill ghosts. of.

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

"The one who is smart and knows me is the King of Xiaoyao!"

"Ah~~~"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their forbidden heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at the wind. He raised his hand and took out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and wisps of majestic spiritual energy surged out. Moving, the Confucian tiger who secretly learned the magic of talismans said in a deep voice: "Imperial! Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder Master, listen to my orders!"

Fan Yi sneered: "This is the only torture method you can use in the Dragon Territory and Human Race. That's really disappointing."

The state of mind is shady.

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

"Okay, let's change."

"Come on, come on!"

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

"oh?"

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

I walked forward slowly.

"Um."

"Um!?"

"Come again, come again!"

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wipe out this soul, the only clue may be cut off!"

Fan Yi's long sleeves were fluttering. At this time, he was no longer restrained by the six thunder and lightning chains, but the pressure he endured was stronger, because this is the Valley of Mind, the place where I cultivate my mind. Here, Fan Yi is just a little Just a prisoner.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

"Yo?"

"Hmph, your state of mind?"

I walked forward slowly.

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

Guan Yang frowned and said: "King Xiaoyao, I have nothing to say to this kind of person, why not trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick to try his power."

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit just like this?"

His hands were tied and raised horizontally, his drooping head slowly raised, with red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled: "It's just a ray of remnant soul anyway. His Highness Xiaoyao will torture you if you want, and light a lamp if you want. I Fan Yi is just a piece of fish on the chopping board, what is there to say?"

I stepped forward, put the Thunder God's Blade against Fan Yi's soul's neck, and sneered, "I've already missed you since the first day Fan Yi died."

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning flashed.

"you do not say!"

My body suddenly sank, and the Shadow Spirit Ruins suddenly appeared, and Fan Yi's soul sank rapidly with it. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a place with flourishing plants in the Shadow Spirit Ruins.

Fan Yi grinned and said: "The King of Xiaoyao comes on stage again? Tsk, tsk, this is a round of battle with me, Xiaofan, you are really not a group of fastidious people! The thunder and lightning that has not been heard of are useless, what do you, King of Xiaoyao, have? Means? Pull out the sword from the heavens and chop me, Fan Yi? Tsk, tsk, I’m afraid you, King Xiaoyao, have something to ask for, but you can’t do it!”

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

"You can try!"

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”

As he said that, he made a sound of "chila", and a blazing thunder whip appeared in his right hand. It was exactly the wisp of thunder that I had warmed in the Lingxu. It had been warmed in the Lingxu for too long at this time. It has grown stronger again, and this is the purest thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by Feng Buwen!

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the three talismans permeated the entire Jingguantai. The sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier. In the midst of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl fell fiercely with a "chi" sound. It hit Fan Yihun's back directly.

I frowned and said, "Let me ask you again, where is Lin Xi? Where has she been exiled by you?"

"ah?!"

"Um."

I stretched out my hand a little, and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a speck of dust in the valley of my mind. I was like an ant standing on a boulder overlooking the stone, looking at him quietly. At that time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table and a man sitting in front of him. The old master with white hair and childish face was holding a scroll of bamboo slips and looking at it with great interest.

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

"ah?!"

"say what?"

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

He looked up and found Fan Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said: "If you don't study hard, what will you do? Do you want to taste the ruler again? Don't forget, how can you follow the rules without any fame? Parents’ explanation at home? It’s a little unreasonable for my husband... With my knowledge, the proud disciple he taught must be the second best student in his secular dynasty, right? "

The state of mind is shady.

"Then I'll make it happen for you!"

"You are so beautiful."

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

"So much nonsense!"

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

Fan Yi chuckled: "Why can't I understand this? If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and lifted his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where did Lin Xi fall?"

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, you haven't heard of the news, so you are giving up? I thought you were what kind of man. As the Xiyue Tiger who controls half of the country, you don't even have a trace of your soul. Nothing can be done?"

"Snapped!"

"Um."

Feng Buwen said to me directly from his heart: "If we use the thunderstorm attack again, I'm afraid this ray of soul will really dissipate."

I swung the long whip condensed with thunder and struck hard again, causing Fan Yihun's body to be covered with dense wounds, but he still didn't seem to let go at all.

Looking at this old master, Fan Yi, the most rebellious Hearing Saint, did not say a word and suddenly burst into tears.

I raised the corner of my mouth: "Will you eat if I give it to you?"

I stepped forward, put the Thunder God's Blade against Fan Yi's soul's neck, and sneered, "I've already missed you since the first day Fan Yi died."

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Zhi Sheng couldn't bear it anymore. He howled miserably, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and roared: "Ouyang Luli, if you have the guts, kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torturing me? I If you are not strong-willed, can you win the first throne? Let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will never mention the whereabouts of Lin Xi. So what if you are the supreme king of the world? I just want you to be with me. My beloved is separated by heaven and earth, and we will never see each other again in eternity!”