"Eight...... Baga!" That ronin was really frightened by Ye Qingxuan's actions, and in the eyes of the only surviving ronin, Ye Qingxuan was not much better than the Yasha Shura.

At this time, seeing Ye Qingxuan actually smiling at himself, this ronin was cold in his heart for no reason, and then his mouth trembled, not knowing what he was talking about!

Ye Qingxuan smiled, didn't say a word, just looked at this ronin fixedly, Ye Qingxuan's eyes, due to the Sanqing Avenue and innate divine skills, have their own miraculous, that is, Ding Xiao's kind of master has been watched for a long time, and he is a little unable to parry, not to mention this ronin who has been robbed of his mind at this time.

In just a moment, this ronin felt that he was seen thoroughly by Ye Qingxuan's eyes, as if there were no secrets.

The prodigal screamed miserably, and then screamed miserably, "Amaterasu is above, Amaterasu is above, and it is really under the orders of the three adults that he led his companions to plunder in this village!

This ronin was taken by Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and in a trance, he mistakenly recognized Ye Qingxuan as the god Amaterasu in his mouth, so his mouth was like a bead bursting beans, and he confided all the things he knew.

After saying all this, the ronin seemed to have exhausted all his energy, and collapsed to the ground, his eyes glazed, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

Thinking back to everything he had just said, this ronin looked at Ye Qingxuan with a ghostly expression, and then said in shock, "Dajin people, what kind of demon method did you use!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't have the time to talk nonsense with him here, he just smiled and asked lightly, "This layman, who are the three adults you just said, and where are they, but I don't know, it's inconvenient to tell Poor Dao?"

"Eight...... Baga!" This ronin was furious by Ye Qingxuan's laughter, and scolded angrily in his mouth, and then he stiffened his neck, and pretended to be hard in his mouth, "Dajin people, if you have a kind, you will kill it, and if you die, you will not tell you about the situation of the three adults!"

"Oh?" Ye Qingxuan was not annoyed when he heard this, but he just sighed lightly in his mouth, and then flicked his fingers, and a finger wind flew out, sealing the acupoint of this ronin.

Then, without saying a word, Ye Qingxuan picked up a blade that was still on the ground indiscriminately, and with a "cang" sound, he pulled the knife out of the sheath, and after watching it with a smile, he secretly said in his heart, "This shape, this forged moire, is really familiar!"

After gesturing in his hand, Ye Qingxuan glanced at the ronin with a smile, and then used this katana to dig a big pit in the ground in front of him.

Straight waste half a pillar of incense, a big pit less than one person high, more than half a person wide, this is the completion of the digging.

At this time, after such a long time, the fear in the heart of the alien warrior also subsided a lot, watching Ye Qingxuan digging a pit in the ground, at first he only said that Ye Qingxuan wanted to bury himself alive.

But at this time, seeing that Ye Qingxuan stopped, the depth of the pit was not enough for his height at all, so for a while, the warrior was a little confused in his heart, and he also said that this young man was not strong enough, so he couldn't dig the pit in one go.

Just as he was about to say a few words of ridicule, he saw Ye Qingxuan walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Subsequently, this warrior only felt that he was light, and then he was reported by Ye Qingxuan.

"Eight Grid Tooth Road!" the warrior scolded, and then mocked loudly, "Dajin boy, your hole is too small, and if you want to be buried alive, it is not enough!"

"Oh!" Ye Qingxuan heard this, he really groaned for a while, and then said with a slogan, and immediately said, "I want to come to the height of the layman, which is still tall among your clansmen, but this is a little difficult!"

"Baga!" This alien warrior, when he heard this, he was immediately angry, Ye Qingxuan's words were nakedly humiliated.

They are from Yingzhou, they are not as tall as the people of the Great Jin Dynasty, at this time, Ye Qingxuan's words stinged the pride of this foreign warrior, just when this warrior wanted to speak disrespectfully, he felt that his body was light, and then his feet hurt, and he fell into the pit dug by Ye Qingxuan.

As soon as this Yingzhou warrior fell into the pit, he felt a burst of dirt and dust being swept down from above, but in the blink of an eye, the hole he was in was filled.

However, the height of the pit that Ye Qingxuan dug was really not enough, even if it was filled, it was only to the neck of this warrior.

"Da Jin boy, he is also a congenital master, if he wants to suffocate to death like this, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream!" At this time, this ronin is also relieved, anyway, he is going to die, so it is better to mock a few more words before he dies, and it is good to be angry Ye Qingxuan.

The samurai was right, if ordinary people were buried in this pit, because the soil pressed their chests, they would inevitably suffocate to death after a long time.

But the innate master, the inner breath is self-contained, how can he be suffocated by this bit of soil?

Ye Qingxuan turned a deaf ear to what this warrior said, and after burying him again, he walked aside, and then took out a porcelain vase that was not too big or too small from his arms.

In this porcelain vase, there is the thing that the head of the Diancang faction, Ding, gave him when he left.

Na Ding Xiao got Ye Qingxuan's Taoist scriptures, and naturally knew what it was called, adjusting lead and mercury, practicing dragon and tiger, so he also said that Ye Qingxuan knew this way, so he deliberately took out the mercury collected in the Diancang warehouse, and then gave it to Ye Qingxuan.

Alchemy or something, Ye Qingxuan naturally didn't know anything, but Ding Xiao's kindness, Ye Qingxuan naturally wouldn't refuse, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

I saw Ye Qingxuan take out the porcelain bottle, and then poured out the broth in the pot hanging on the top of the fire, and then cleaned it up, poured the mercury into it, heated it slightly, and came to the ronin with the pot.

I saw Ye Qingxuan holding a pot in one hand and a knife in the other, and from time to time he was still gesturing on top of the ronin's head, and he was reciting words to himself.

This time, this ronin didn't know what kind of fame Ye Qingxuan would have again, but after thinking about it, he was not even afraid of death, so would he be afraid?

So he burst into a shout in his mouth, and immediately scolded: "Baga! Dajin boy, what kind of witchcraft are you making up again, it's a big deal, and you are definitely not afraid of it!"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan made a Dao call, and then gestured with a knife on the top of this ronin's head, and then said with a smile: "Poor monks, how can they kill at will, lay monks, don't worry, it will hurt a little after a while!"