Chapter 17: The Torture of Evil
"Ahh The sword god suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig, and screamed at the boiling tea, this change came too suddenly, he would never have thought that an NPC shop junior would suddenly attack him.
The shopkeeper turned into Murong Xiaotian's appearance at the moment of his shot, Murong Xiaotian has two sets of high-end chivalrous costumes, and it is not easy to pretend to be a junior in the NIC shop.
But he didn't plan to hide his identity, he wanted to kill the sword god to reappear, and he also wanted to let him die clearly, so at the moment of the shot, he changed back to his appearance, and at the same time, while buckling the teapot on the head of the sword god, his hands suddenly shook out, grabbed the two wrists of the sword god's reappearance, and used the force of the soul scattering iron grasp, dragging and twisting, and immediately twisted the two wrists of the sword god's reappearance.
"Everyone else, get out," Murong Xiaotian let out a deep sigh while twisting off the sword god's reappeared hands, and then slammed his hand again, slamming the sword god back to the ground.
The two summoners didn't say a word, and immediately went offline and left, while the two magicians who didn't know the depth roared, and the magic flew out in an instant, flying straight towards Murong Xiaotian's head.
"Looking for death," Murong Xiaotian spit out two words gloomily, and stomped the sword god under his feet with both feet, and at the same time released Xiao Bai with a wave of his hand, and in an instant, Xiao Bai's body that had begun to grow gradually appeared on the table in the box, making the already relatively small box seem crowded.
"These two brain-dead guys really don't know whether to live or die," Xiao Bai finished speaking, and an upgraded version of the ice and snow mist flew out, directly slowing down the movements of the two magicians.
Murong Xiaotian no longer cared about the two magicians, with Xiaobai in the middle, those two magicians didn't need him to bother at all, he no longer paid attention to the two magicians, but quickly took out an ordinary non-attribute cloth from the Chaos Ring, tore it into strips of cloth, and tied the sword god like a zongzi again.
The sword god was poured on his head by Murong Xiaotian's sudden pot of hot water, and the quick reaction that had not yet come was twisted off by Murong Xiaotian, and he died in pain all of a sudden.
And the two magicians also completely lost their ability to attack under Xiaobai's continuous ice and snow fog, and they were fixed there, looking like icemen.
"Okay Xiaobai, it's good that the two of them won't move, don't get killed," Murong Xiaotian walked towards the two magicians after tying up the sword god into a big rice dumpling.
"OK boss," Xiao Bai immediately stopped when he heard Murong Xiaotian's words, if Murong Xiaotian hadn't told him in advance not to kill those two magicians, he would have needed so much trouble, and he could do it in less than two seconds, and when he got these two magicians in Sanguozhuang, it would only be an instantaneous effort.
Murong Xiaotian walked up to the two magicians, looked at the two magicians who had been frozen into icemen, sighed and said, "I don't know what to say about the two of you, I originally planned to let you two go and not worry about you, but you really don't know what to do, since that's the case, then don't blame me," Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, smiled evilly, and then suddenly picked up a teacup and smashed the teacup into the eye socket of a magician with one palm.
Since the two mage players were frozen by Xiaobai, they didn't feel pain, but for the other player, the mental fear of seeing his companion with a cup in one eye came naturally.
"Xiaobai, don't forget to kick twice on the body of the sword god reappearing every few tens of seconds, don't let that big zongzi go offline, but also pay attention, start lightly, don't kill him," Murong Xiaotian reminded Xiaobai to pay attention to the sword god's reappearance At the same time, Murong Xiaotian picked up a pair of chopsticks and inserted them into the other eye of the player who had a cup in one eye, and at the same time, he didn't forget to help him replenish his blood, although the whole person was frozen there and didn't feel pain, but the damage value was not less at all, so he didn't want him to die so quickly, Proper blood replenishment is still necessary.
This eye was a little better by the player with a cup and a pair of chopsticks, but the other player saw the appearance of his companion in front of him, and the fear in his heart increased sharply, and his eyes were full of horror, and now, he finally understood that the two summoners Weishenme would choose to leave directly.
"What? Does he look scary? Murong Xiaotian smiled gloomily: "Now it's your turn," Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, picked up a cup and slapped it into the eyes of the player whose eyes were full of fear.
The player wanted to shout but couldn't, seeing the terrible look on the face of the accomplice in front of him, and then thinking that he was about to become like that, suddenly, mentally unable to bear the pressure, he fainted and was forced offline by the system.
"Hey, it collapsed so quickly?" Murong Xiaotian shook his head in disappointment, and then crawled into the ear of the player with a cup and chopsticks in his eyes and said gloomily: "That companion of yours has fainted and was forced offline by the system, do you know weishenme?" Hehe, I was frightened by the terrible look on your face, hey, no wonder he, a person standing in front of him alive, a cup was smashed into one eye, it is estimated that the eyeballs were smashed into the skull, and there is a pair of chopsticks in the other eye, it is estimated that the chopsticks are inserted into the brain, can it not be scary? Don't talk about him, I want to vomit when I look at it now. ”
The player listened to Murong Xiaotian's eerie voice echoing in his ears, and fear began to slowly develop in his eyes, and that inexplicable fear began to breed in his heart, and it became stronger and stronger.
"Hehe, think about it again, the freezing effect of this ice and snow fog is slowly fading, what will happen when the feeling of being blinded, hurting into the brain and tearing the lungs spreads throughout the body? At that point, I'll be shoving all the cups on this table out of your mouth, hehe, that taste, I think it must be interesting! ”
The player finally couldn't bear Murong Xiaotian's mental blow and torture, and his will completely collapsed, and he was forced offline by the system.
"The sword god has reappeared, now it's your turn," Murong Xiaotian cleaned up the two magicians, and walked towards the sword god who was attacked by Xiao Bai from time to time with a cold glow in his eyes.
"You, you're not human," the sword god reappeared that his body couldn't move, but his mouth could still speak, but in his voice, there was infinite fear.
"It doesn't matter if I'm a human being or not, but there is one thing, at least I won't be as despicable and shameless as you," Murong Xiaotian's eyes instantly shone with a terrifying light, and he said fiercely, word by word: "For the despicable and shameless person, I will repay him at a price ten times and a hundred times." After Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, he didn't want any weapons, and suddenly struck, directly breaking one of the fingers of the sword god's reappearance.
"Ah," the sword god let out a miserable scream again, ten fingers connected to the heart, that sound, it was heart-rending to hear.
"This is just the beginning," Murong Xiaotian said fiercely, and then broke off the ten fingers of the sword god one by one, and the sword god in his ears reproduced a residual howl and pleading, which made Murong Xiaotian's angry heart calm down a little.
"Tell you, this is just the beginning, you die," Murong Xiaotian broke off all the ten fingers of the sword god's reappearance, roared angrily, and struck a fierce blow with the soul-scattering iron claw, hitting the key point of the sword god's reappearance, and directly hanging up the sword god's reappearance that had little blood left.