"If you all die, then who else will know that I killed the black-clothed guard of the Sword Spirit Palace?"

The night god priest smiled faintly, and the whole person crossed a broken shadow on the ground, and in less than a breath, he had already come to a place in front of the three people. The golden dagger in his hand flashed with dazzling golden light, and with a burst of astonishing murderous aura, he headed towards the three people of the Sima family.

"It's not good, everyone back and protect Lord Black-clothed!" The man who had been delusional about threatening the Night God Sacrifice before suddenly changed his face when he felt the murderous aura on the Night God Sacrifice's body.

It's just that the black-clothed guard of the Sword Spirit Palace has been stripped of his legs by the Night God Sacrifice, so even though he was very afraid of the terrible young man in front of him, he still stepped forward and blocked the Night God Sacrifice, and a spear quickly condensed in his hand, bringing a cold light to stab at the oncoming Night God Sacrifice.

"Solution!" The Night God Priest snorted coldly, with a bloodthirsty and crazy smile on his face, and the golden dagger in his hand suddenly turned into a golden long sword at the moment when he cast the solution, which was held by him in his hand, and with an unrivaled might, a dazzling golden sword slashed in front of the people of the Sima family.

As the blinding golden light flashed, one of the man's arms flew high, blood gushing out of his severed arm like a fountain, staining the ground beneath him a strange red. The spear in his hand was the swordsman of the Night God Sacrifice, and it was completely broken into two.

"Ahh

After the Night God Priest cut off the man's arm, his figure did not pause in the slightest, and rushed straight towards the two middle-aged men who were responsible for protecting the black-clothed guards. And the golden long sword in the hand of the Night God Sacrifice also suddenly burst out with a burst of brilliant golden light, and in that burst of brilliant golden light, the golden long sword also stretched strangely from more than three feet long before to a zhang long!

With a gloomy look on his face, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he held the golden long sword that extended to more than a zhang in his hand, and slashed at the two panicked Sima family people in front of him.

A golden sword glint flashed in their field of vision, and then they looked down and saw that their upper body was gradually detached from their lower body.

"No! I don't want to ...... yet Die!" The two people finally felt the fear of death deeply at this moment, and blood gushed out from their broken bodies, staining the black-clothed guard of the Sword Spirit Palace lying behind them into a bloody person.

And the man who had his arm cut off by the Night God Sacrifice before, as soon as he turned around at this time, he saw that the Night God Sacrifice had split the body of the spirit envoy in the Sima family in half with a sword.

Although these two middle-aged men are only in the realm of the first level of the spirit envoy, they are already the most important family combat power in the Sima family, and for the Sima family, the value of these two people is not lower than that of a person like him in the realm of the spirit envoy fourfold. But it was this terrible boy with a golden sword in his hand who killed them all with a single sword.

"Bastard, our Sima family and the Sword Spirit Palace will definitely not let you go, the people in the family will definitely avenge us, they will definitely catch you and kill you with a thousand knives!"

The man roared angrily, but the tone of his voice seemed weaker and weaker, and his spirit martial had been cut in half by the Night God Sacrifice sword just now. And Lingwu is a weapon condensed by the spirit refiner with his own soul, and the damage of Lingwu means that his soul will also dissipate, so even if the Night God Sacrifice does not move, he will gradually die because of the destruction of his soul.

The Night God Sacrifice didn't pay attention to this person's roars and curses, but raised his feet and slowly walked to the black-clothed guard of the Sword Spirit Palace, and the golden long sword in his hand pierced into the black-clothed guard's chest in an instant, nailing it firmly to the blood-dripping ground.

"Ahh It's just that the man in black was obviously unwilling to fall into the hands of the Night God Sacrifice, and a black light suddenly condensed in his hand, and he raised his hand to cut off the legs of the Night God Sacrifice.

It seems that he also wants to abolish the legs of the night god sacrifice.

The Night God Priest seemed to have anticipated this, and as soon as the black-clothed guard summoned his spirit, he had already raised his foot and stepped on his palm. With a scream from the black-clothed guard, the Night God Sacrifice had already stomped his entire palm to pieces.

"Okay, so I can talk to you in peace. ”

The Night God Sacrifice smiled, one of his feet kept stepping on the palm of the black-clothed guard, and slowly squatted down beside the black-clothed guard, looking at his blood-soaked appearance, the Night God Sacrifice showed a grim smile on his face, stretched out his hand and patted the face of the black-clothed guard and asked, "Tell me, where did you capture my parents and clansmen in your Sword Spirit Palace?"

"Ahem, ahem...... Phew!" The black-clothed guard coughed up a mouthful of blood, sprayed the blood foam in his mouth into the face of the Night God Sacrifice, and then said gloomily, "Our Sword Spirit Palace black-clothed guard has never been a traitor, don't say I don't know at all, even if I do, I will never tell you!"

"Oh, that's good. The Night God Priest stretched out his hand to block the blood sprayed by the black-clothed guard, and with his other hand, he slowly took out a silver dagger from his arms, and smiled strangely at the black-clothed guard, "Do you know how many places on a person's body are the most pain-sensitive?"

The night god priest said this, and the strange smile on his face couldn't help but deepen a little, "It's one hundred and twenty, and there are one hundred and twenty places on people's bodies, and they are the easiest to feel pain." ”

As he spoke, the silver dagger in the hand of the Night God Sacrifice had already fallen to a meridian acupuncture point on the black-clothed guard's thigh, and after piercing a bloody wound on it, he suddenly held the dagger and turned it for a while.

"Ahh

At this time, the black-clothed guard looked at the Night God Sacrifice with a strong resentment in his eyes, and his forehead was also in a cold sweat because of the pain on his thighs, but even under this great pain, he did not have any intention of compromise.

"Really?" the Night God Priest smiled strangely again, pulled the silver dagger out of the man's body, and then found another spot and stabbed it again.

The most fragile part of the human body, the part where pain is most easily felt, the Night God Sacrifice can be said to be well understood. In the two years of brutal training in the God Killing Pavilion, the less you master the killing technique, the more dangerous it will naturally become. By the same token, if you know what weaknesses people have, it will be much easier to kill your enemies.

"I'm patient and have time to wait for you to speak, so you can take your time and enjoy the feeling. There was a terrifying killing intent in the Night God Priest's tone, even if this black-clothed guard opened his mouth to say what he wanted to know, he would definitely not let this person go.

Because it was these black-clothed guards of the Sword Spirit Palace who forced him and Ling'er into a desperate situation of life and death, this kind of grudge, he would definitely not give up.

"If you speak sooner, you can be relieved of this pain sooner, so why not?"

The Night God Sacrifice still scraped towards the black-clothed guard's body with a knife, and at this time, the black robe on the black-clothed guard's body had been completely soaked by the blood he flowed out, and when the Night God Sacrifice stabbed the thirtieth knife on the black-clothed guard's body, this black-clothed guard was already dying even if he had the strength of the spirit envoy fivefold.

"I, I won't say, I won't tell you anything......" The black-clothed guard muttered with a strong breath, even though his consciousness had gradually blurred under the torture of the Night God Sacrifice, as if he was deliberately provoking the Night God Sacrifice's anger.

"Alas, your endurance is too weak, I still want to try what you will become after cutting those one hundred and twenty places, and will you still be as hard-mouthed as you are now?"

The spirit refiner who had previously been cut off by the Night God Sacrifice sword had also lost his vitality at this time, and his spirit martial art, which had been broken in two, had completely turned into nothingness, which meant that his soul had also disappeared at this moment. And those bandits from the Black Wind Cottage were also dealt with casually by the Night God Sacrifice.

So there are only two living people left here, one is the Night God Sacrifice, and the other is the black-clothed guard of the Sword Spirit Palace who is lying on the ground, with more breath and less breath.

"If you don't want to say so, then I won't force you anymore. The Night God Priest glanced at the black-clothed guard with some disappointment, and at this time he was holding a bottle of hemostatic medicine in his other hand, and when the black-clothed guard was about to lose his hold, he would use a little bit to prevent him from bleeding too much and dying.

His grudge against this blackcoat guard is far from being resolved in this way, even if this blackcoat guard is unwilling to say what he wants to know until he dies, then he will torture this blackcoat guard to his heart's content, so that he can feel more about what life is better than death.

"Little brother, please keep your subordinates!" Just as the Night God Priest raised the silver dagger in his hand, intending to stab the black-clothed guard again, a loud voice suddenly came from the tree-lined path in the distance.

"Poof!", the Night God Priest pretended not to hear the man's call, and the silver dagger in his hand continued to castrate, stabbing into the throat of the black-clothed guard.

At this point, this black-clothed guard can be regarded as completely freed from the torture of life worse than death. Before he died, a smile of relief appeared on his face, as if it was a very fortunate thing for him to be able to die.