In the small world of the sand table, the sun is shining, but there is no sunny look on everyone's faces. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The three Ouchi masters stared at Ye Wuji with fascinated eyes, while the Tiger Demon Nanxing still stood in place expressionlessly.

They all knew one thing now—since they stepped through the small wooden door, they had become meat on Ye Wuji's board.

This time, the task of strangling Ye Wuji, the reincarnation of the medieval tyrant, could not be completed. Probably more likely to die here.

However, there was no fear in their hearts, and they had already been prepared for choosing to embark on this path.

It's just that I didn't expect to end my life in such a way......

The elders and disciples of the three major sects looked at Ye Wuji with bloodless faces.

In their hearts, of course, they also have a number. The Ye Wuji in front of him was definitely not his body, his body should be the big hand just now—that is to say, this is likely to be a small world independent of the world.

Then the matter is clear. Everyone is now known as Ye Wuji's prisoner.

So what are you struggling with?

But what should we do if we don't struggle......? Really begging for mercy on your knees?

Is it really useful to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?

The answer to this question is also clearer in their hearts.

The disciples of the other large and small sects were nervously watching what was happening in the outer circle.

What the hell is this guy going to do? Will he be able to let himself go?

All that everyone can do now is wait, waiting for Ye Wuji's reflection.

But Ye Wuji didn't move for a long time.

Ye Daxia shrugged his shoulders and ignored the others. He began to pull out the sword on his body, and every time he pulled out a sword, there was an extra hole in his body, and every time he took off the knife that was stuck in his body, there was an extra piece of flesh on his body, and the white bones of Sen Sen were faintly visible in it.

He had been scaring everyone before, but now he didn't seem to pay attention to them anymore, and it seemed that he had already forgotten about this matter and stopped pursuing it.

Everyone else certainly knows...... This is absolutely impossible.

"You...... What the hell do you want to do to us?" asked the old man Lu of Yunqi Academy in a trembling voice.

"It's obviously just a clone formed by a wisp of divine thought, what kind of sword do you pretend to be, what kind of sword do you draw......" Gu Daoren can also be regarded as having cultivated a lot of divine consciousness exercises, so he naturally knows Ye Wuji's current state better than others.

Ye Wuji smiled, took out the last broad-backed knife from his body, touched the blade, and made two more strokes in the air. The sword is not fancy, and he would not have any fancy martial arts.

But Rao is such a mediocre knife technique, which also makes everyone dizzy. They didn't know what he wanted to do.

Do you want to use this knife to kill?

On the square, many people's throats couldn't help but stir, and under the scorching sun of the small world of the sand table, beads of sweat were drawn on everyone's faces. All cold sweat, of course.

Ye Wuji, on the other hand, made a move that surprised everyone - he suddenly put the knife on his neck and smiled sweetly at everyone.

Everyone frowned.

Ye Wuji raised his head, withdrew his elbows, and when the knife in his hand fell, blood rained out, splashing the blood red on the faces of the people closest to him.

A group of people only watched someone's head fly high in the middle of the leaf, and they flipped back and forth two times during the period, and the same smile was still the same.

His head was like a leather ball, reaching its highest point and then falling. Let's show what is called free fall.

In the end, Ye Wuji's head fell into his own hands, held on his waist, and faced a group of people.

A group of people looked even more numb. All of them have seen scenes of murder, and there are not a few people who have the experience of killing people with their own hands. But to cut off a person's head nakedly...... It was the first time they had watched this kind of scene so closely, and some timid female disciples directly closed their eyes and screamed in fright.

The others, including the people of the three major factions, were also as pale as the earth.

They shouldn't have their heads cut off by Ye Wuji like this, right?

Old Master Lu of Yunqi Academy finally couldn't help but take a step forward, pointed at Ye Wuji, and said, "What do you want to do......?

Ye Wuji ignored the old man, and gave a little force in his hand, as if weighing the weight of the goods, his head jumped and jumped on his hand, and the scene was indescribably weird.

Ye Daxia suddenly felt that this scene was too funny, it turned out that cutting off his own head could scare others into dogs......

Ye Wuji smiled and said, "It turns out that the weight of a person's head is probably like this...... It's not much different from a big watermelon......"

"Ahh

Like Ye Wuji, his hand rose and fell, and he wiped his neck with a sword. Of course, he is not the doppelganger of Ye Wuji's divine consciousness incarnation, and he can cut it casually. Immediately fell to the ground, his legs and feet twitched twice, and he no longer moved, seeing that he could not live.

Ye Wuji's head was held on his waist, revealing a look of surprise, followed by a trace of pity and pity......

"Tut-tut...... This brother's psychological quality is too poor, right...... As the saying goes, people live for a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn -- time is so short, why should we kill ourselves?"

Ye Wuji's facial features were almost wrinkled together, and at the same time, his palms were bent inward, making a look that he couldn't bear to look at. "I didn't say I was going to kill you......"

Then he threw his right hand and threw his head, which was still dripping blood, to his left hand. Then, he threw back his right hand, back and forth, playing with his head in a fancy way.

He reassured the crowd: "You don't have to be nervous...... Take it easy, although I said I would not let you go, I will not use violent means against you...... I'll tell you again, there is already too much violence and too much blood in this world, and I don't want to add another touch to it - I want each of you to know that I, Ye Wou-ki, am definitely a peace-loving person, and to be honest, I am simply a bodhisattva......heart."

Except for the Tiger Demon Nanxing, he still has a frosty face. All of them have bitter gourd faces. Even the three masters of the Zhongzhou royal family couldn't hold back anymore at the moment, kept calm, and were also glaring at Ye Dashanren.

This guy in front of him has a really strange personality, can this also be the reincarnation of the notoriously brutal tyrant of the Middle Ages? I wonder if the tyrant of the ancient human race knew that his reincarnation would be like this tens of thousands of years ago, would he have traveled through time and space to chop this guy in anger......

Where is this reincarnation of a tyrant...... It's simply a "bastard star" in the sky......