For a while, all kinds of weapons were sacrificed from their bodies, with a cold light and murderous aura, threatening to put Huang Qingwan and Ji Xiaohu to death.

"Hmph." Huang snorted coldly, waved his flaming red sleeves, and the weapons of the five people suddenly crumbled into ashes in front of him like a pile of broken copper and iron!

"Whew--" Everyone gasped, they didn't expect that a waste would have such power!

The cold wind howled, Huang lightly held his eyes cold, his clothes and hair flew, and with a movement of his feet, a stream of spiritual power was sent out, imprisoning a region.

Everyone was shocked, that powerful spiritual power, without the slightest cover, directly imprisoned them, making them unable to move!

"Impossible, how could such a powerful spiritual power be possessed by a waste!"

"Impossible!"

Huang lightly pulled out a dagger in his hand, like a demon god, coming from hell.

The dagger glowed cold, and she walked over to the five cultivators on the dead branches.

First, he stopped beside Ouyang Yanxue.

"What do you want to do?" Ouyang Yanxue was shocked in her heart, and the cold murderous aura came from Huang Qingwan's body, making her heart cold.

Obviously a waste, how could it be, so terrible?

Huang's dagger fell on her beautiful face, and with a fierce stroke, he directly cut off half of her face!

"Ahh Ouyang Yanxue screamed, "If you dare to hurt me, my Ouyang family will definitely destroy you!"

Huang Qingwan's expression was cold, "If you hurt the little fox, you should have the consciousness of being skinned and cramped!"

When the words fell, the dagger in his hand was another stroke, and the other half of Ouyang Yanxue's face was directly peeled off in its entirety!

She screamed, blood streaming down her face, and she couldn't stop cursing!

Huang Qingwan no longer wasted time, and with a few waves of the dagger, it was really like skinning an animal, peeling off the entire skin on Ouyang Yanxue's body.

In an instant, only a bloody body remained, struggling in place.

The other soul cultivators, the souls of the dead watching from the sidelines are all rising!

Ji Bangyue, where is a waste, it's just a devil!

Such a cruel method, under the age of nine, is so cruel that when you skin people, you don't even blink your eyes!

"Ji Bangyue, I curse you, you must not die well, you must not die well!" Ouyang Yanxue went crazy, spitting blood from her mouth, and kept cursing.

Huang lightly slashed down and cut off her tongue.

The bright red tongue was thrown to the ground, still throbbing.

Huang Qing's eyes were extremely cold, "Noise-"

As the words fell, she actually took out a bottle from the carry-on space ring.

"Any idea what this is?"

The group of cultivators were shocked, and they had no idea how she wanted to torture them.

"It's just a little salt, and such delicate meat naturally has to be moistened with salt." When the words fell, she poured the entire bottle of salt in her hand on Ouyang Yanxue.

"Woo~" The tongue was cut, and Ouyang Yanxue's mouth was full of blood, and she let out a miserable low sound.

The skin was peeled off and sprinkled with salt, and the heart-rending pain was simply not something ordinary people could bear.

The other cultivators trembled with fear, and they all hurt just by looking at them like this.

And the waste, wait, is it going to do the same to them?

Huang lightly curled the corners of his lips slightly, "Do you know what pain is?" The little fox has a pain, and I will make you hurt a thousand, ten thousand!"

"Seventeenth princess, let us go, we won't dare anymore in the future!" Other spiritual cultivators, at this time, their bowels are really repentant, who is not good, but they provoke such a cruel demon!

"Spare it?" Huang Qingwan sneered, "I have a set of death methods tailored for each of you, let you go, how boring it is--"

"Seventeenth princess, I don't know Taishan with dog eyes, please don't worry about us, as long as you let us go, we are willing to be a cow and a horse for you!"