Chapter 409: Extorting confessions by torture

This group of people is just ordinary people such as cooks, most of them are short-term workers hired from outside to celebrate Bingyang's birthday, and Wang Jin did not stop them when he saw them escaping.

Wang Jin moved all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the big kitchen, as well as countless various ingredients, and sent them into the mustard seed space to make Lu Xiaoqing and the ten maids happy.

"Now, Lian Bingyang should know that in the City Lord's Mansion, an enemy who is against him has been mixed in, right?" Wang Jin said with a cold look in his eyes.

Sister Qianqian, my revenge, I'll take revenge!

Wang Jin walked out of the kitchen with a murderous spirit, and walked in the direction of the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, with each step he used a little more Yuan Qi power, and it didn't take long for Wang Jin to adjust his body to the best state.

Lian Bingyang was in the hall at this time, happily receiving the generous gifts offered by countless dignitaries, and entertaining with the distinguished guests one by one.

At this time, a blood-stained guard hurried into the hall, looking very embarrassed.

"Presumptuous!" Lian Bingyang's face sank when he saw this, and his murderous intent rose.

The guard hurriedly shouted, "Oh no, city lord, there is a strong enemy invading!"

"Strong enemy? In Hongbu City, who is qualified to be called a strong enemy in front of me Lian Bingyang! Which guy ate the leopard's gall, come and follow me outside to see what is going on!" Lian Bingyang's face was gloomy, but he was happy in his heart, and he wanted to take the opportunity to stand up and let everyone know how powerful he was.

Unexpectedly, the embarrassed guard hurriedly shouted: "It's not outside, but that strong enemy is already in the city lord's mansion, and many people have been killed by him!"

"Where are the people?" Lian Bingyang heard this, he was really angry this time, and this incident made him so faceless.

Unexpectedly, the temperature in the hall suddenly became scorching, and countless people began to sweat all over.

Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, a huge firebird the size of a horse with two brilliant wings flew into the hall with a raging flame.

The color of this firebird is purple-red!

"What is that!" Lian Bingyang's face turned blue when he saw this, and he immediately pinched his slender fingers, and then stretched out his hand towards the purple-red Da Luo Blazing Flame.

Bang bang bang......

Countless blood-colored hailstones fell one after another, slamming towards the blazing flames of Da Luo.

Da Luo's blazing flames stumbled in the blood-colored hail, but it did not suffer much damage, and finally it rushed into the crowd.

"I can't help it?" even Bingyang was shocked.

Whew......

As long as the person who is lightly touched by the purple-red firebird is immediately burned, and every person who is burned, the flames are burst out from the inside out, and the flesh gradually withers at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turns into powder.

Everyone who was burned by the purple firebird screamed again and again, and its screams were worse than killing a pig.

"That bird is made of yin fire!" the discerning people shouted when they saw this.

Poof!

Poof......

Wherever the purple Da Luo blazing flames passed, there were people burning, and the people who were burned screamed and ran around, and then spread to other people, and the others were affected and burned, and suddenly the screams in the hall of the city lord's mansion were everywhere, and countless purple flames rose one after another, as if they were purple flowers blooming one after another, blooming, and beautiful.

But the beautiful flames brought about death, constantly harvesting the lives of this group of people.

The hall of the City Lord's Mansion was almost a sea of purple flames in a short time, very terrifying and terrifying, and the flames of yin flames that took their lives were burning everywhere.

"This firebird is extremely powerful!" An elder of the Blood Refining Sect in the middle of the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm jumped out and shouted to the other five Yuan Spirit Realm Supremes, including Lian Bingyang, "Only we can annihilate it!"

"Thank you!" Lian Bingyang hurriedly said respectfully to these Yuan Spirit Realm Supremes, the other five Yuan Spirit Realm Ninth Order Supremes, three were Blood Refining Sect Elders, and the other two were also princes like him, so Lian Bingyang had to be friendly to them.

As a result, the six Yuan Spirit Realm Ninth Order Supremes immediately rushed towards the Yin Fire Great Luo Blazing Flame, trying to extinguish the fire.

Unexpectedly, the Yin Fire Daluo Blazing Flame seemed to be under Wang Jin's deliberate control, always avoiding confrontations with Lian Bingyang and the other six Yuan Spirit Realm Ninth Order Supremes, and instead went to incinerate those enemies below the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

And the enemy below the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm, once they are burned by the blazing flames of the Yin Fire Great Luo, the only ending is death!

Seeing countless corpses scorched and burned by the purple-red firebird, even Bingyang was angry, these people are all powerful people in the local and nearby cities, they are all here to celebrate his birthday, but they all have an accident here, and even Bingyang can't escape the blame, and the family forces behind these powerful people who were burned to death afterwards are not crazy to settle accounts with him.

"Who the hell is it, dare to calculate me!" Lian Bingyang yelled.

In less than a single stick of incense, more than a thousand people were burned to death, and most of them either took refuge elsewhere in the City Lord's Mansion or fled to the gates of the City Lord's Mansion.

Some of the magnates who fled in the direction of the gate of the city lord's mansion had just left the door, but there were bursts of screams, and none of them were spared.

"Someone is ambushing in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. A prince shouted.

Lian Bingyang shouted sharply: "Don't worry about him yet, no matter what, you must extinguish this big firebird first, otherwise my City Lord's Mansion will be burned down, and only by extinguishing the firebird, can others survive!"

"Caught it!" a Blood Refining Sect elder said excitedly, only to see that he was holding a large silver bowl in his hand, the large bowl emitted a silver light, and Da Luo's blazing flames were illuminated by the silver light, and his speed was immediately hindered.

Seeing this, the other Yuan Spirit Realm Ninth Order Supremes were overjoyed, and they rushed forward one after another, and jointly attacked the Great Luo Blazing Flame.

After a short time, Da Luo's blazing flame energy was exhausted, and finally turned into a small flame and disappeared into the air.

However, the entire hall of the City Lord's Mansion was still blazing with purple flames, and those who had originally left the hall ran back to put out the fire under Lian Bingyang's order.

But even if the fire was extinguished, the City Lord's Mansion was still half destroyed, and even Bingyang was heartbroken when he saw it, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He knew that more trouble was still to come, and he also gave a satisfactory explanation to the family forces behind those powerful people who were killed by Yin Fire.

"Who has the guts of a dog, calculate it against me!" Lian Bingyang roared angrily.

A prince hurriedly reminded: "Brother Bingyang, those powerful people who were about to break out of the City Lord's Mansion just now were ambushed and killed outside. ”

"Let's go, catch those people, and torture them to extract confessions!" Lian Bingyang roared.

"No need, I'm not invited!" A faint voice sounded, and he saw Wang Jin's figure walking in from the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

When Wang Jin unleashed Da Luo's blazing flames to wantonly destroy the celebration just now, he quietly went around to the direction of the city lord's mansion and blocked the escape path of some people.

At this time, Wang Jin's whole body was already covered with the power of the hurricane, his hair and clothes were raised, and the whole person looked very powerful.

"Late Eighth Order of the Yuan Spirit Realm?" Lian Bingyang and the others said sarcastically, they naturally didn't believe that a late Eighth Order martial artist of the Yuan Spirit Realm could release the big firebird that had taken the lives of more than a thousand people just now, and they didn't believe that a late Eighth Order martial artist of the Yuan Spirit Realm dared to come and challenge them alone.

And even Bingyang and other Yuan Spirit Realm Supremes thought that in his eyes, Wang Jin's cultivation was nothing at all, and they could kill martial artists below the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm with one finger.

Even Bingyang didn't know Wang Jin, because the last time Wang Jin rescued Lu Xiaoqing, his cultivation was still lower than now, and he was still mixed with the prisoners, so he was not very conspicuous.

"Say it quickly, who is behind your back, otherwise you will not be able to survive and die!" said an elder of the Blood Refining Sect, viciously threatening to Wang Jin.

Wang Jin didn't pay attention to the surprise of the others, nor did he pay attention to the various disdainful expressions of the others, he was still crazy, gathering the power of the hurricane spirit.

After a while, Lian Bingyang and the others couldn't bear it anymore, because they felt that the huge hurricane force was converging in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, converging into a terrifying, terrifying level around Wang Jin.

How could he be just a martial artist in the late eighth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm?

"Who the hell are you!" Lian Bingyang and the others shouted sharply, only then did they feel that Wang Jin's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Lian Bingyang!" Wang Jin's scarlet lips opened violently, and he roared angrily, "I'm the one who wants your life!"

"You have the guts to be eaten by dogs!" Lian Bingyang was furious.

WhewW......

Wang Jin's body spun violently, and suddenly a huge tornado, centered on Wang Jin's body, suddenly erupted.

Super Tornado!

The power that can tear everything apart, the power of the terrifying hurricane spirit is gathered, beyond imagination.

I saw that the hard roof of the City Lord's Mansion was drilled into a hole by a huge tornado, like a diamond, and the big tornado went straight into the sky.

The buildings of the Castle Lord's Mansion were centered on the holes that had been knocked out, peeling off layer by layer along the perimeter, and then being sucked into the tornado, and then shattered in the tornado.

As for everyone in the City Lord's Mansion, including the others who were watching near the City Lord's Mansion, none of them were spared, and they were all sucked into the tornado one after another, and their grief was everywhere.

Lian Bingyang and the others, although they were powerful Yuan Spirit Realm ninth-order supremes, but they were indoors, and the super tornado was very close to them, even if these strong people wanted to escape, it was too late, and at first they could grit their teeth in the violent storm and hold on for a while, but in the end, they still couldn't help it, like a kite with a broken string, they were swept into the tornado.

Constantly guilty beings, in the relentless and powerful super tornado, are judged and sanctioned.

Wang Jin slowly walked out of the super tornado, and then looked up into the sky, he knew that those powerful people who came to the City Lord's Mansion to celebrate Lian Bingyang's birthday, thousands of people, must have no hope of surviving in the super tornado.

However, as for those who have cultivated the middle and upper parts of the Blood Demon True Scripture, including the three princes including Lian Bingyang, and the three Blood Refining Sect Elders, their strength is stronger than the average of their peers, so Wang Jin also admitted that the Super Tornado still can't kill them.

Wang Jin's eyes burned with raging anger, his eyes were full of bitter hatred, and at the same time, he kept recalling Lu Qianqian's gentle smiling face in his mind.

"Found it. "Wang Jin discovered the vague figure of one of the Blood Refining Sect elders of the Great Tornado, this elder is an existence in the middle of the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm, because of the cultivation of the Central Blood Demon True Scripture, his strength is comparable to that of two ordinary martial artists of the same rank.

Syllable!

Wang Jin snapped his fingers, and the wind that was tearing at the elders of the Blood Refining Sect immediately weakened.

And the Elder of the Blood Refining Sect didn't know that Wang Jin did it on purpose, thinking that he had defeated the tornado by himself, so he was overjoyed and forcibly broke away from the tornado and fell down from mid-air.

Wang Jin is waiting for this opportunity, in the face of so many strong people, if he alone, he will not be able to fight, and he must implement the strategy of dividing and dividing, and such an opportunity was created by him.

Shout!