Chapter 1237 Burning

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"You... dammit!"

The icy words fell, and the monstrous killing intent swept across the ten directions, causing the temperature of this space to suddenly drop to freezing point. Even the eternal scorching sun was a bit colder.

This made the three men and one woman stunned for a moment, they only felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they were all chilled. And what happened next shocked them even more.

Ling Xian took action.

He was so angry that he didn't want to say a single word of nonsense to these people. He just wanted to inflict the pain of the undead cat on a few people tenfold!

Therefore, he slammed out a palm, setting off a mighty wind, hitting several people.

click!

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and three men and one woman spurted blood and flew upside down a hundred feet away, breaking several ancient trees.

And this is just the beginning.

These people were all at the Nascent Soul period. With Lingxian's current strength, it can be said that he could be wiped out at the touch of a finger, but he did not intend to kill a few people.

Wouldn't it be too cheap to end them so easily?

Therefore, Ling Xian deliberately kept his hand so that while making several people feel pain, he would not die.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you so easily."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, flashed in front of several people, and said: "I want to get back ten times the pain you gave it!"

When the voice fell, he stepped down, and the ground cracked, and the skins of several people also cracked.

puff!

Blood splattered like a spring, and the three men and one woman were sweating coldly in pain, looking at Ling Xian as if they were looking at a demon.

"Damn it, I'm a direct descendant of the Mingkong tribe. If you dare to torture me, your life is better than death!"

"Our identity is not what you can imagine. If you are sensible, let us go quickly, or you will die even if you escape to the ends of the earth!"

"How dare you do this to me, give me death!"

Several people spoke one after another. Although they were threats, they were full of shock and fear.

Several of them have a lot of backgrounds, especially that woman is the most noble, so they have always been unscrupulous.

but was never punished. However, at the moment, they were ruthlessly suppressed by Ling Xian, how could they not be shocked?

How can you not be afraid?

As for the threats from several people, Ling Xian not only did not move, but laughed, both mocking and icy.

Not to mention that with his current strength, he doesn't even care about the threat of the top tribes, even if he is the same level as these people, he will not be afraid.

"Save your strength, your threats will only make me more angry and make you more painful."

Ling Xian looked cold and stepped on the woman's calf.

Immediately, the woman's calf was completely shattered, and the severe pain made her complexion turn pale.

So did the three men.

Just because Ling Xian's move has proved his determination, or in other words, he doesn't care about their threats at all!

This made them even more angry and horrified, and when they thought of what happened next, their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"I don't care what your identity is, even if you are the son of the witch god, it can't save you."

Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and the sword energy appeared in the sky, and the formation pattern also poured out, wrapping several people tightly.

This is the formation method he created in his early years. It is mainly based on the method of killing swords, forming a sword energy formation that can trap or torture people.

Obviously, at this moment he intends to use the latter.

But feeling the chill of the sword light that filled the sky, the three men and one woman were so frightened that they couldn't help themselves, and for the first time, regret appeared in their eyes.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Ling Xian waved his sleeves, and the sword qi roared out from the sky, piercing the bodies of several people.

puff!

Blood splattered, and hundreds of blood holes appeared on the three men and one woman. The heart-piercing pain caused them to faint instantly.

But in the next instant, the severe pain woke them up, and after that, there were only screams left in this space.

Ling Xian didn't want to let a few people die, so the power of each sword qi was very weak, it wouldn't kill them, but it could make them experience hell-like torture!

"Ah, kill me, please kill me."

"Stop torturing me, I was wrong, let me go, let me go!"

"Damn it! I am the eldest lady of the Qinglei tribe, and my father will definitely kill you!"

The three men and one woman could no longer bear this torture. Except for the woman who was still clamoring, the three men begged for mercy one after another, hoping that Ling Xian would let him go.

But this is simply not possible.

Thinking of the undead cat covered in bruises and wounds, Ling Xian became furious and wished to send a few people to hell.

Therefore, he intends to use Zhu Rong Zhen Huo.

Of course, in order not to let a few people die, he would reduce the temperature of Zhu Rong's real fire to 10%, in order to make them feel the pain of being burned.

"When you tortured the undead cat, did you ever think of letting it go? Did you ever feel pity?"

Ling Xian looked cold and said, "No, not at all, so why should I let you go?"

After he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and Zhu Rong's true fire rushed out, wrapping several people.

Suddenly, several people fainted, but in the next moment, they woke up again.

After that, the screams became more and more heart-wrenching, showing how severe the pain they were suffering.

Sword qi plus flame, the taste of double torture is undoubtedly extremely unbearable. Therefore, just a few breaths of time, several people moved the idea of ​​​​suicide.

It was so painful, like falling into the legendary eighteen layers of hell, every breath was an unimaginable pain.

However, Ling Xian would not allow them to die like this. Therefore, he imprisoned several people so that they could not even commit suicide.

This made the three men and one woman completely desperate. They only felt that Ling Xian was a devil, a complete devil!

"Don't look at me that way."

Ling Xianxing's eyes were full of chills, and she said, "Think of what you have done, I just use the way of others to treat others."

As he said that, he ignored a few people, leaving only a cold sentence that slowly echoed.

"Despair in the burning, and die."

When the words fell, several people were completely desperate, and everyone felt an unprecedented remorse.

If they can do it all over again, they will definitely not take action against the undead cat, but unfortunately, there is no if.

So, they are doomed to die!

"Don't be afraid, they have already received the punishment they deserve."

Ling Xian's star eyes softened, and she carefully hugged the undead cat in her arms, without the slightest hostility.

He is not a cruel person, if it is not too many people, he will not be like this.

"Meow…"

The undead cat shrank in Ling Xian's arms, and its petite body trembled slightly. Obviously, it couldn't get out of the shadows.

This made Ling Xian feel distressed. He gently stroked its body and said warmly, "Don't be afraid. I promise that I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Hearing this, the undead cat did not make a sound, but its body no longer trembled. After that, he fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Ling Xian put it on his shoulder and protected it with mana to prevent it from being disturbed. Immediately, he turned his eyes to the four, and his anger gradually dissipated.

Just because as time passed, the screams of several people became weaker and weaker, and after a while, they had been reduced to ashes.

This made Ling Xian's anger disappear, and he planned to leave this place.

But just as he turned around, he saw a purple token in the ashes.