"Ah~!"

A terrible scream came out, Bai Lang couldn't react at all, and instantly felt a heart-rending pain in his eyes, but then, Yi Xiaofan waved in front of Bai Lang with the broken spirit soldier, and at the same time pinched Bai Lang's neck with a big hand.

"Woo~!"

Half of the bright red tongue fell out, and Bai Lang's whole person was almost crazy in pain, kicking his hands and feet indiscriminately, and there was a miserable cry of whimpering in his mouth. But even so, Yi Xiaofan didn't intend to let him go, and continued to pick up half of the spirit soldier and cut off one of Bai Lang's fingers.

The scene in front of her made Chen Ruobing, who had been stunned for a long time, tumble in her belly, even if she was also a monk, she had also killed many people, but she had never seen such a tragic situation, especially the heart-rending scream, which made him feel a little unbearable.

Seeing Yi Xiaofan swinging the half-cut sword in his hand again, Chen Ruobing immediately rushed over, hugged Yi Xiaofan's arm with both hands, and said tremblingly, "Brother Fan, let him go!" ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Yi Xiaofan was stunned, turned his head to look at Chen Ruobing, and hesitated for a long time before finally putting down the broken sword in his hand, "Bing'er, his words are filthy and he is disrespectful to you, although I have done this, it can be said that he caused himself!" ”

"Brother Fan............"

Chen Ruobing had just shouted these three words when he was interrupted by Yi Xiaofan, "Don't worry, Bing'er, I'm fine, but after having you, I have to change my style of acting, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, this is an eternal truth, I can only be cruel to people like him." ”

Chen Ruobing nodded, "I understand what Brother Fan means, but I can't bear it." ”

She naturally knew that Yi Xiaofan did this entirely for herself, if Bai Lang hadn't said something like that, Yi Xiaofan probably wouldn't have killed him, let alone tortured him. Although the methods seem a little more cruel, the world of monks is like this, the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, and dealing with people like Bai Lang is not cruel at all.

Because everyone knows that if Yi Xiaofan doesn't have the strength and lets Chen Ruobing fall into the hands of the other party, what will be the result.

……………………

After throwing Bai Lang on the ground, Yi Xiaofan looked back, the battle on the other side had already ended, the fourteen bronze corpses killed the other party almost instantly, and no one could escape at all, the highest of these six or seven trialists was only the strength of the middle stage of the Xuan Rank, and the bronze corpse was the ground level, and there were several Heavenly Ranks, plus the number was superior, so the outcome of this battle was doomed from the beginning, and there was no suspense at all.

Bai Lang was not dead, he was still screaming continuously, his tongue, eyes, fingers, and the pain from the three positions made him roll on the ground again and again.

Yi Xiaofan shook his head, no longer looked at him, and after putting away the bronze corpses, he walked to the side of those corpses, searching for their number plates one by one from far to near.

And around the corner of the hallway, a trialist looked frightened, cold sweat broke out on his back, but there was a hint of happiness in his frightened eyes.

"Brother Fan? Isn't that the thunder god Yi Xiaofan? ”

The trialist's pupils shrank, and he thought of the news that those gangs had emitted during the trial in the outer city, and he immediately felt certain in his heart.

That's right, it's him, dressed in a black robe, with the strength of the early stage of the Xuan Rank, but where did the other dozen or so black-robed people come from?

It seems that they are all masters above the ground level, and they are obedient to Yi Xiaofan, and the most important thing is that these black-robed people come and go as soon as they call it, which is really incredible.

But no matter what, this Yi Xiaofan is really terrifying, he can torture and kill Bai Lang in a state of depleted spiritual energy, and he is also copper-skinned and iron-clad, and the dignified spirit soldiers can't hurt him at all, if he doesn't see it with his own eyes, I'm afraid he won't believe what he says.

Monster, what a monster!

Fortunately, I just made the right bet, otherwise, I am afraid that I will be like them, and I don't even know how I died.

This trialist was the leading young man before, seeing that Yi Xiaofan's side was starting to clean up the battlefield at this moment, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he immediately slowed down and left here cautiously.

If you don't count Bai Lang, there are a total of six trialists who died, and now there is only one day before the end of the trial, so their number plates together are more than forty, far exceeding the limit of ten number plates, even if Yi Xiaofan and Chen Ruobing are divided equally, they are still more than half rich.

It can be said that with the rest of this day, Yi Xiaofan and Chen Ruobing don't need to snatch the license plate anymore, they can hunt for treasures everywhere and wait for the end of the trial.

With more than forty number plates in his hand, Yi Xiaofan immediately gave Chen Ruobing ten of them, and the rest were thrown directly into the storage ring, as for the swords of those trialists, as well as the various family backgrounds in the storage ring, Yi Xiaofan was also unceremonious and included them in the bag.

After doing all this, he slowly walked to Chen Ruobing's side, "Bing'er, now that the number of our number plates is enough, there is still one day left, shall we find a place to rest or continue to hunt for treasures?" ”

Chen Ruobing thought for a while and replied, "Anyway, I'm not tired, let's go treasure hunting." ”

"Alright, let's continue our treasure hunt." Yi Xiaofan nodded, took Chen Ruobing's little hand and walked a few steps forward, and suddenly noticed Bai Lang's screams.

After a pause, he looked down and saw that at his feet was the half of the spirit soldier he had thrown.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yi Xiaofan raised his foot and kicked, and the broken sword immediately flew out, and then he continued to take a step, but he didn't look at Bai Lang not far behind him, after all, the distance was only three or five meters away, and he still had this point.

Sure enough, in a moment's effort, Bai Lang's screams stopped abruptly, his eyes were blind, and the pain almost made him lose his mind, so he couldn't dodge at all, just lay on the ground and convulsed, and then stopped moving.

There was another stone room in front of them, Yi Xiaofan and Chen Ruobing looked at each other and smiled, and then walked over one after the other.

After searching so many rooms, Yi Xiaofan can also be said to have a lot of experience, and most of the stone rooms like this have treasures.

And whether it is a stone room or an ordinary room, the more powerful and dangerous the hidden weapon inside, the more precious the corresponding treasures.