Chapter 247: I Kill You, Why Do You Need a Sword

"Are you done?" Yan Yanhe said coldly: "I have seen a lot of people like you, and I dare not face it when I die, so I try my best to delay time." No matter how strong your understanding is, you have to have strength. No matter how high the qualifications are, you have to live a life. You do have some courage and courage, but I want to tell you, force is everything. ”

"So, do you think that if you transform into the ninth level of the God Realm, you will be able to win the double level of my Transformation God Realm?" Changqing asked.

The arena gradually fell silent.

The audience of 100,000 monks exchanged ears and talked about it, they didn't understand where Changqing's confidence came from, they could only think that although Changqing Ming said that Shen Tiantong and Shen Tiantong would not interfere, but in the end it was just a show.

Only in this way, in their opinion, can evergreen survive.

"Stop talking nonsense, the show is on." Yan Yanhe didn't want to wait, and said, "Take out all your attack spirit treasures, I don't know if you are using a knife or a sword?" Whatever you use, I'll use your weapon, on you......"

Before he finished speaking, Changqing shook his head and interrupted: "If I kill you, why do you need a sword?" ”

In the dueling arena, the 100,000 spectators gasped.

All the scattered immortals were shining in their eyes.

In the private room, Qi Mingxian looked at this figure deeply, and next to the auction table, Shen Tiantong was also surprised.

"What! Without a sword, without a spiritual treasure, how can he win? ”

"Could it be that we all guessed wrong, in fact, Changqing is going to die directly?"

"Just want to be famous before you die, that's all?"

All the spectators were confused.

Yan Yanhe looked at Shen Tiantong.

Shen Tiantong announced the start of the deathmatch, he retreated to the sidelines and stood in front of Bai Xiaoya.

"I've seen a lot of people like you who treat death as if they were at home and don't take death seriously, do you know how they begged me for mercy in the end, and how long did they hold on to my hands?"

Yan Crane laughed.

"You want to fight psychological warfare? OK. Changqing nodded.

Yan Yanhe directly urged the demonic qi, and the temporary auction table instantly collapsed into powder.

As Changqing said, the Law of the Prison Heaven Demon Sect is really a divine prison cage!

Fences rose from the ground, and the doors of the prison were blocked by the figure of Yan Yanhe.

In the prison of God, the torture instruments are chilling down the spine.

There are even stumps and severed arms around the condensed law, as if there is a terrible scream, which infiltrates the endless horror into the audience's soul.

"I want to play something different." Yan Yanhe stretched out his finger, his true qi gathered, and his demonic qi exploded.

His fingers began to fester, revealing his bones.

In the circular audience of the dueling arena, everyone trembled violently, and some people even turned their heads and didn't dare to look.

One after another, exclamations rang out one after another, but the cries of shock became higher and higher.

Changqing's fingers, like Yan Yan's crane, also began to fester, and pus flowed, revealing the white bones of Sen Ran.

But Changqing's face was expressionless, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

"It's ...... Illusion? ”

"No, the Ten Hells of the Hell Heaven Demon Sect is definitely not an illusion. If you look at Yan Yanhe's slightly trembling arms, you can know that this is all true! ”

"Isn't Changqing painless?"

"This Ten Prisons Slaughtering Heaven will directly hurt to the depths of the divine soul, how can such a powerful inheritance be invalid because it has no pain?"

"And why is that?"

"Because ......"

A pair of master and apprentice monks were communicating in the audience, and the young monk kept asking questions, but in the end, the old master was tense and silent.

His eyes were full of horror.

Because, evergreen is more ferocious than Yan Yanhe!

"I didn't see your frightened expression, and I didn't hear your screams. I see, if you don't take out your sword and fight me, you're using all your strength to control yourself to endure the torture, right? ”

Yan Yanhe sneered, "There are many people like you. ”

Changqing laughed, his laughter steady and not trembling at all, "Is there a possibility that you didn't see it because you were blind, and you didn't hear it because you were deaf?" ”

Yan Yanhe's face became even more hideous, even if he was a powerful ghost in the underground ghost domain, he couldn't compare to his three points of horror.

"I'll make you hard-mouthed!" Yan Remnant Crane wants to prove himself by hurting the enemy by hurting himself through the method of "returning together", which is also the last resort of the Ten Prisons Slaughter Heaven that Changqing said. At this time, he waved his arm directly and shook it violently.

"Click!"

"Click!"

There were two crisp sounds in succession, and the arms of Yan Yanhe and Changqing were directly broken.

That's not all, Yan Remnant Crane pulled out all kinds of torture tools on his body with one arm and kept exerting them.

Such brutal torture, even if it was the Transformation God Realm, the Void Underworld Realm, even the righteous path scattered immortals in the private room, they had already tensed their expressions.

Everyone's eyes trembled again and again.

Even the disciples of the Heaven Devouring Demon Sect, who were also Demon Sect members, were covered in cold sweat at this time.

The torture lasted for half an hour, and Yan Yanhe used all the torture tools on his body.

At this time, the dueling arena, 100,000 monks, was silent.

Some people even kept shivering, and some even retched directly.

Whether it is Yan Yanhe or Changqing, both of them are no longer human, and such torture, even if the fierce beasts of the Giant God Mountain see it, they are all cold.

"That's it?"

A fluttering voice sounded, and Changqing's head had already drooped to the side, and he was condensing his voice with his divine thoughts.

In this voice, it is relaxed and comfortable, even more than every audience, and it has nothing to do with itself.

"Where's my nose? Oh, I got it. ”

Changqing's voice continued to come, and he struggled to raise his arm, touching the "blood-colored mud" on his face.

There was an aura of evil sects, as if everyone had fallen into the ghost realm.

It seemed to sound in the depths of everyone's souls, and it made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Some of the monks with low cultivation had already begun to run amok at this time.

The shapeshifting demon beast in the audience was also too scared at this time to maintain its humanoid form. Their fur began to grow, they showed their demonic faces, and their palms turned into claws.

However, the fear in their hearts lingered!

"I'm like, smelling, the smell of fear?"

Changqing only had half a broken arm, supporting the drooping head, looking around, all the monks, including Shen Tiantong, did not dare to "look at each other".

It was a pair of deep concave blood holes, and in the two bloody and pus-bleeding holes, only half of the pupils were still rotating.

"Shhh Di Yun and Changqing "looked at each other", and they couldn't help but gasp.

He had always thought that no one in the world would suffer more than him, but now, he obeyed.

Bai Xiaoya's trembling little hands tugged Di Yun's beard, she had already been scared to cry, but when she and Changqing "looked at each other", she felt the same peace as usual.

Changqing propped his head and looked at Yan Yanhe, and his voice was condensed, spreading throughout the entire dueling arena, "No moves?" Why don't I teach you? ”

As soon as the words fell, the hearts of the 100,000 monks throbbed.

All the scattered immortals in the audience stood up directly in fear.

"This son is far more than Xiao Feng!"