C509 Light Don't Kill Me
C509 Light Don't Kill Me
Ye Xiaofan shook his head. These people couldn't be killed. These were all experience points.
"We are also people with status. If you want to be more gentle, then cripple all of them. Leave the final slash to me."
Ye Xiaofan said.
"What happened? Was my pressure useless? Or did my strength dissipate when I just broke through the formation?"
"One last time. Hand over Xue Sha's aura. Otherwise, the three of you can die."
The black robed man was slightly surprised, but soon after, his expression darkened. His words revealed an ice-cold aura, and the pressure on his body became even stronger.
He came from the Western Region and his name was Zhang Yuan. He was the head disciple of the Absolute Formation Sect outer sect.
Eastern Region was a remote place, if he did not have to bring his junior brothers and sisters here to train, he would not have stepped in at all.
And the practitioners of Eastern Region, in his eyes, were no different from ants. The three people in front of him were simply not worth his time.
A dignified Absolute Formation Sect outer sect disciple killing an ant, let alone a little brat, truly had a part in it.
However, if the person in front of them didn't hand over the power of Blood Fury Qi, then even if he did, he would still take out Ye Xiaofan and the others' souls and torture them with a secret technique to extract memory fragments.
"Little bastard, eldest senior brother is asking you a question. Who the hell do you think you are? Why aren't you handing over your Blood Fury Qi!?"
A disciple in white robes had an angry look on his face. His right hand was already placed on the sword at his waist.
"Young master, do you want me to cut his tongue off?"
Jian Nanxuan's eyes flashed with killing intent as he asked Ye Xiaofan.
Ye Xiaofan was his lord. To insult Ye Xiaofan in front of him was to insult him.
"Be gentle, don't kill him instantly."
Ye Xiaofan ignored the man in black and said to Jian Nanxuan with a smile on his face.
"Hahaha, a mere soul body actually wants to cut off my tongue, how arrogant!"
After the disciple in white robe heard Jian Nanxuan's words, he immediately raised his head and laughed out loud.
In his eyes, Jian Nanxuan was just an incomplete soul form, he had no battle prowess at all.
Ye Xiaofan naturally knew what the disciple in white was thinking.
They just thought Jian Nanxuan was a soul form and didn't have any fighting strength, but Jian Nanxuan had a Fifth-rank Magical Instrument, a Soul Devouring Sword.
Furthermore, Jian Nanxuan was an expert in the way of the sword, with the support of Soul Devouring Sword, his battle strength was not inferior to Incarnation of the first or second level.
The man in black was ignored by Ye Xiaofan, which triggered the murderous intent in his heart.
However, when he saw the few damaged Soul Devouring Sword in Jian Nanxuan's hands, he couldn't help but frown.
"This is the Fifth-rank Magical Instrument."
When the black robed man knew the rank of the Soul Devouring Sword, he was greatly shocked.
A small Eastern Region actually had a Fifth-rank Magical Instrument in it, and it was being held by three ants at that.
"It just so happens that I've been refining the Formation Set recently. I lack a few wisps of soul, the old one won't die, I'll take your soul!"
"Shua!"
The disciple in white suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist.
"Swish, swish, swish …"
The white-robed disciple held the sword in his right hand and thrusted it forward several dozen times in a breath. Dozens of explosive sounds gathered together, creating an ear-piercing sound.
"Remember, don't kill him. Just hit him until he's half disabled."
Ye Xiaofan was not worried at all about the disciple's actions. He did not forget to tell Jian Nanxuan.