Yu Boxian, as the owner of the flag, was also uncomfortable, his blood was surging, and his whole face was swollen and red.

Because he controls the banner, he can't draw spiritual power to protect his body at all, and he can only withstand the backlash of the banner.

Su Zijing snorted coldly, turned his fist into a claw, grabbed the banner and forced it to both sides.

With a hiss, the banner cracked, and Yu Boxian immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and when he saw Su Zijing starting to exert force again, he screamed: "Daoyou's subordinates have mercy!"

However, Su Zijing disliked that he was too smelly and didn't want to communicate with him, so he pulled the flag with both hands.

With a tearing sound, the flag broke in half, and the black shadow inside immediately rushed out and stayed in the air blankly.

Yu Boxian completely lost control of the banner, and the power of the backlash caused his body to suffer heavy damage, and his throat was fishy sweet.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed the mouthful of blood, and looked at Su Zijing coldly.

"You and I have no grievances in the past and no enemies in the near future, why do you have to kill them all!"

Su Zijing raised her chin proudly, glanced at him, threw the broken flag at her feet, and stepped on it twice.

Yu Boxian's eyes were split, this flag was his life's work, and now others are trampling on it!

Insulted by this, Yu Boxian felt a pain in his chest again, a drop of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed it back with a blushing face.

At this time, it is not the time to have a hard time with these two people, Yu Boxian glanced at the Dan furnace, quickly retracted his gaze, and said with a soft attitude: "Two fellow Daoists, I still have some spirit stones on my body, I have something to discuss, how about it?"

"You've done all your bad deeds, and now we're here to do the right thing for heaven. And as long as I kill you, all your property will be ours, what else is there to discuss!" Fan Chengxiang mocked.

Yu Boxian's face turned blue again, and he couldn't find a rebuttal!

"I have a three-grade lark grass, only I know where it is, if you have to kill me, then you will never want to get it!"

Fan Chengxiang was stunned for a moment, Sanpin Bailing Grass! This temptation is too great!

Bailing Grass was one of the main materials for refining the Golden Pill, and it was exactly what he needed now.

The three-grade lark grass can be cultivated into a high-quality knot gold pill, which is very useful for him now!

"Ah......h

A scream brought back Fan Chengxiang's thoughts.

When he looked at it, he saw Su Zijing, who was full of anger, kicking Yu Boxian's heart.

Yu Boxian clutched his chest and twitched, his breath suddenly weakened, and the soul that had been controlled by him suddenly reacted, roaring and rushing into his body.

The convulsions became more and more intense, and several ghosts wreaked havoc in his body, and it was not until Yu Boxian was completely out of breath that they quieted down.

This kind of quietness is for them forever, the soul that has been refined, as long as the master dies, the soul will also be destroyed.

Unless the owner can let them go early.

Yu Boxian did not know why his plan would not work until he died.

Fan Chengxiang was shocked, he had never seen such a Su Zijing, his expression was fierce, and the evil aura rose to the sky, which was even stronger than Yu Boxian's!

This is impossible! Su Zijing was the one he had seen since he was a child, how could he kill someone! Yu Boxian was the first to die at her hands.

He shook his head, shook out those unrealistic ideas, walked over and hugged her, and shouted softly, "Senior sister!"

The dark red pupils turned from red to black, and Su Zijing grinned.

Feeling that the aura on her body had changed, Fan Chengxiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Immortal Master, please, save us!"

"Immortal Master, help!"

"Let me out, let me out, Dad, Mother......"

“......”

As soon as Yu Boxian died, the prison exploded, the iron door was shaken, and the dirt fell down, and a choking dust was raised in a short time.

The people in the prison cried and screamed and told them to let them out.

The two little boys who burned the fire looked dazed, stopped what they were doing, and silently looked at Yu Boxian's eyes wide, dead corpse.

Now is the time to appease the people, but Fan Chengxiang doesn't have these superfluous thoughts, so he wakes up the four people in the inn and asks them to rescue the others in the dungeon.

When the four of them first woke up, they screamed in fright, where could they still listen to his words, Fan Chengxiang explained for a while before they calmed down.

The rest was handed over to them, and Fan Chengxiang left the basement with Su Zijing.

As soon as the two of them came out of the basement, they found the masked man guarding the entrance, and he raised his sword to stab him without saying a word.

Two strokes subdued the man.

Since the masked man was a mortal, he could not do anything, so he tied the man to a pillar and waited for the people of the mortal world to clean him up.

Before the two of them left the gate of Yu Mansion, they saw a fire behind them, and Yu Mansion actually lit a fire!

Fan Chengxiang and Su Zijing stood under the big tree outside the main courtyard, quietly watching the group of victims who had set fire to their houses after they had escaped.

Everyone's face has the ease of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and the joy of revenge.

Fan Chengxiang thought to himself, didn't this group of people whip Yu Boxian?

As he thought, the whipping corpse was not enough, but one person went up and stepped on two feet, and threw him into his Dan furnace, so that he himself could experience the taste of being trained into an elixir!

This is still incomprehensible, so this group of people finally used the remaining human bones to burn the basement with a fire!

As for the masked man, because he was tied to a pillar by Fan Chengxiang, this group of victims saw him as soon as they came out.

The emotions that had nowhere to vent found a breakthrough, and they swarmed up to beat him, and someone took off his mask and was about to slap him in the face, when he was suddenly stunned again.

That face was covered with scars, criss-crossed, with tearing scars at the corners of the mouth, and there was no good place on the face except for knife wounds and burns!

In the face of everyone's hateful gaze, he never spoke, and the expression on his face did not change, it was always faint.

Let the angry people not be able to do it for a while!

He was unwilling to let him go like this, so he tied him to a pillar to see if he would be burned to death by the spreading fire.

The people in the vicinity were gradually awakened by the smoke and ran out of the door clamoring to put out the fire.

In their hearts, Yu Boxian was still the mayor of the town who was in charge of the people, and the people were panicked, and rushed in with buckets.

After the people rushed open the gate and began to put out the fire, Fan Chengxiang saw that the matter was over, so he turned around and left.

"Wang~"

Fan Chengxiang was stunned for a moment, his face flashed with joy, and he looked in the direction of the dog's barking.

A white figure ran towards him from far and near.

"Why did you come out, where is your master?" Fan Chengxiang was pounced on by it, sat on the ground, and rubbed its furry head vigorously.

The big white dog stuck out his tongue and licked his face, no one disliked anyone with one dog and no one hugged him.