"Hmm!"

Mo Yuntian's brows furrowed slightly, and the old man's meaningful gaze always made him a little uncomfortable, as if all the secrets on his body had been seen by him.

The old man nodded noncommittally, said no more, and retreated to the county lord's side, giving up his position.

Seeing this, Mo Yuntian didn't speak, strode forward, walked in front of the "sand bandit", squatted down, and untied the rope tied to his hand.

"What do you mean?" The black-shirted immortal cultivator looked at Mo Yuntian in surprise, unable to understand what he wanted to do.

Not to mention him, the county lord and others can't figure out what he wants to do.

However, it is not a big deal to untie the rope, there are so many of them, and they are not afraid that the "sand bandits" will run away, so they have not spoken out to stop them.

"Are you waiting for Ma Long to come and save you!" Mo Yuntian dropped the rope and asked casually.

"How do you know!" the black-shirted immortal cultivator was startled and subconsciously spoke.

Then his face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily, "You are making a fool of me." ”

"You think too much!" Mo Yuntian smiled, immediately restrained his smile, and said with a cold expression: "Ma Long has died in the hands of Wang Lei, so don't be delusional and wait for him to save you." ”

"Great, big brother is dead!" The black-shirted cultivator exclaimed, "Impossible, you kid don't want to lie to me, how could Wang Gongzi murder my eldest brother." ”

"Besides, my eldest brother has caused a second-layer immortal cultivator, how can he be killed. ”

"Then I have to ask the prince in your mouth, anyway, at that time, Ma Long was killed by him with a black bead, and he died so miserably that he didn't even leave his bones, and turned into ashes. Mo Yuntian snorted out of his mouth and said with a look of regret.

Ma Long was killed by Wang Lei, Mo Yuntian just changed his death method secretly, he had seen the power of the bead, and it was even more convincing to say it this way.

"Needless to say, I won't believe you. The black-shirted immortal cultivator tilted his head, closed his eyes, and snorted coldly, but a little emotion appeared on his face.

"I'm just telling you, believe it or not, that's your business. Mo Yuntian sneered: "Let's talk about you now!"

"Do you take the initiative to explain, or do you want me to do it?"

The black-shirted immortal cultivator was shocked when he heard this, and blurted out, "What do you want to do?" ”

"You say, what would happen if you stripped the nails off people's hands. Mo Yuntian replied.

"What else!" the black-shirted immortal cultivator swallowed a mouthful of saliva and snorted coldly.

"I heard that if you bury a person in the earth, leaving only one head outside, after a day, the person's heart will burst open and bleed to death, do you think this is true? ”

"But, maybe!" the Black Mountain Immortal Cultivator shrank his head and said softly.

"There is another way to die, which I also think is good, to cut a small cut in the person's wrist, and then hang the person up, and the blood all over the body flows backwards, so that he can watch his blood slowly drain away. You also know that martial artists have strong vitality, if they only cut a small wound, this blood can at least last for a day and a night!" Mo Yuntian touched his chin and said slowly:

"It should be nice to wait for death to come like this!"

Speaking of this, Mo Yuntian paused for a while, and seeing that the "sand bandit" did not answer, he said to himself: "Actually, I feel that I still use a knife to cut that person's face, cut off the entire face, and use it to make an adult skin mask." ”

"This person doesn't have to die, this person's skin mask is also in hand, do you say it's good!"

"Okay, good!" This time, the black-shirted immortal cultivator's voice trembled a little.

"I feel good too. Mo Yuntian looked at the "Sand Bandit" with a smile on his face, and said softly: "So, what kind of death do you want!"

The voice was not loud, but it could be heard in the ears of the black-shirted immortal cultivator, but it was like a thunderbolt, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "You, you dare, if you kill me, my eldest brother will not let you go." ”

"Since you don't choose, then I'll help you choose!" Mo Yuntian turned a deaf ear to the words of the "sand bandit", and said to himself: "Do you think this is good, I will first cut off a piece of skin from your face, and then bury you in the yellow sand, so that your heart will burst and die." ”

The black-shirted immortal cultivator looked at Mo Yuntian with a trembling expression, seeing his eyes, it didn't seem like he was joking, that cold smile, the black-shirted immortal cultivator knew that the other party would definitely do this kind of thing.

If you really torture yourself like this by him, then ......

As soon as he thought of this, the black-shirted immortal cultivator's face changed drastically, his feet couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes were full of fear.

Seeing the frightened look on the black-shirted immortal cultivator's face, Mo Yuntian smiled, and then said, "Forget it, I think I still use that ......"

"I said, I said, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you. Before he could finish speaking, the black-shirted immortal cultivator knelt down in front of him, hugged his thigh, and pleaded.

"Are you sure you want to say? Didn't you just now not believe that Marlon was dead, and it would definitely be you? I think it's better to forget it, let's continue ...... just now."

The black-shirted immortal cultivator almost cried and pleaded: "No, no, I believe, I believe, I believe that my eldest brother is dead, what do you want to know, I ...... I will definitely not hide it from you. ”

"Since that's the case, then I'll believe you once!" The corners of Mo Yuntian's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Say, as long as you tell us the truth, I will let you live." ”

"Really, as long as I say that you don't kill me, let me go!" After hearing this, the black-shirted immortal cultivator's eyes lit up and he was pleasantly surprised.

originally thought that the other party would not let go of himself, and whether he said it or not was a death, so he naturally would not tell the other party the information he wanted to know.

But now he let himself live, if he can not die, he will naturally not be stupid enough to knock the other party.

"This 'sand bandit' has been completely frightened and stupid, as long as he feels that there is hope for life, he is not afraid that he will not tell the truth. Mo Yuntian thought secretly in his heart.

This black-shirted immortal cultivator was first shaken by Mo Yuntian's death with Ma Long's body, and then intimidated by the methods learned in the black prison, and now the six gods have no owner, and the three souls have flown away two souls.

In fact, let alone this "sand bandit", even the old man and a martial artist were terrified by Mo Yuntian's methods, and his spine was cold.

"I, Mo Yuntian, said yes, I said that I would let you go. Mo Yuntian nodded solemnly and said with a serious face.

"Okay, okay, if you want to know, I'll tell you everything I know. After receiving Mo Yuntian's assurance, the black-shirted immortal cultivator said happily.

"You were not invited by Wang Lei. Mo Yuntian asked softly.

"No!" the black-shirted immortal cultivator shook his head and said.

"Isn't it?"

Mo Yuntian frowned, and said coldly: "If you want to live, it's best to tell me the truth, as long as I notice that something is wrong, hum...... You don't need to say you know. ”

"How dare I lie to you, we are indeed not invited by Wang Lei, it is Wang Lei's father who promised us to help, otherwise how could he invite us. The black-shirted immortal cultivator was startled and hurriedly explained.

"Sure enough, as the county lord guessed, this Wang Lei really has an immortal cultivator father. ”

Mo Yuntian frowned slightly, although he had expected this result for a long time, he was still shocked when he really got accurate information.

"Then where is Wang Lei's father from, and how high is his cultivation?" Mo Yuntian's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile.

“......”

"Wang Lei's father's name is Wang Ming, he is from the 'Black Phoenix Country' and has a ninth-level cultivation, and he also has a little power in Xiancheng, compared to me and my eldest brother, the scattered cultivation that caused the first and second layers of cultivation is not known how many times stronger. ”

The black-shirted immortal cultivator didn't dare to hide it, and said in a fifteen-and-ten-way manner.

"I didn't expect that this Wang Ming's cultivation was so powerful that he had reached the ninth layer of qi induction. After Mo Yuntian heard this, he was secretly surprised in his heart and muttered softly.

Ma Long, a second-layer immortal cultivator with qi induction, his strength is so terrifying, what kind of strength will a ninth-layer qi cultivator have.

"Huh...... Wrong. ”

"Wang Ming's cultivation is so high, why don't you come in person?"

Mo Yuntian frowned, feeling a little strange.

This time, if Wang Ming came in person, even if he was alone, he would be able to sweep this group of people, and even the old man might not be his enemy.

But why didn't he come in person and invite three immortal cultivators who were not even half as good as him, it was too unreasonable.

After Mo Yuntian pondered for a moment, he immediately asked quietly, "Why didn't this Wang Ming come with you?"

"He has been busy worshipping a sect called 'Spirit Snake Valley' recently, and he has no time to clone, so he invited the three of us brothers to come and rob and kill......" Speaking of this, the black-shirted immortal cultivator swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to say any more.

glanced up at Mo Yuntian and found that the other party was not unusual, so he was relieved.

"I didn't expect to set up such a strong enemy for myself before I arrived in Xiancheng, it seems that I have to be careful in the future. Fortunately, Wang Ming was busy worshipping the sect for a while, and he didn't have time to take care of it. Mo Yuntian thought secretly, feeling a little happy in his heart.

......

"County Lord, I didn't expect that this Wang Lei's father is also from our 'Black Phoenix Country', if he learns the information, this time the robbery was not successful, but the whole army was wiped out, and his son was blind in one eye and had a broken arm, I'm afraid he won't let us go easily." ”

The old man frowned, and said worriedly: "I'm afraid that he will personally go out after learning the news and rob us halfway again." ”

"That group of sand bandits has been wiped out by us, and two of the three immortal cultivators have also died, one is still in our hands, as long as Wang Lei is killed, even if this Wang Ming knows the news, we have already arrived in the immortal city!"

"Yes, kill Wang Lei, if it weren't for this kid, my brother wouldn't have died!"

All the warriors echoed one after another, and they all had a deep grudge against Wang Lei.

"Everyone, calm down, we don't know Wang Lei's trace now, even if we want to chase it, we can't do it, the top priority is to rush to Xiancheng as soon as possible. Li Yueyingdai frowned slightly and said loudly.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be discouraged, they had the intention of killing Wang Lei, but they didn't know where he went, and they were helpless.

"County Lord, what should I do with this immortal cultivator, do you really want to let him go!" At this moment, a guard beside Li Yueying pointed to the black-shirted "sand bandit" and said through gritted teeth.

In the Battle of Oasis, those brothers who were like brothers and sisters basically died at the hands of immortal cultivators, if they really let him go like this, they were really unwilling!

"This ......" Li Yueying didn't know how to answer for a while, and hesitated.

She was also unwilling in her heart, this black-shirted immortal cultivator was also one of the culprits of the slaughter of the guards, how could she let him go so easily.

But Mo Yuntian agreed to this "sand bandit" before, and this time she didn't know how to decide.

"Lord of the county, kill him and avenge our dead. ”

"If you don't kill him, how can those dead brothers be at ease under the Nine Springs. ”

All the warriors clenched their fists one by one, as if there was a fire burning in their eyes, eager to break the "sand bandits" into thousands of pieces.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

When the black-shirted immortal cultivator heard this group of martial artists shouting to kill him, he immediately screamed in fright, and pleaded with Mo Yuntian: "Master, you promised to let me go as long as I told you the information." ”

"Master, you can't go back!"