The hall was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the bald male cultivator's eyes were full of fear. He looked at Li Xianyu and kept shrinking back, as if he had seen the God of Death.

"Don't scream, if you scream again I'll cut off your tongue." Li Xianyu said to him with a smile.

The bald man immediately stopped wailing and closed his mouth tightly. Even though the blood holes in his body were gurgling with blood, he did not make a sound.

The senior inspector was coming soon, and the pain he had suffered by then would be repaid a thousand times a hundred times, he thought in his heart.

"vomit……"

The smell of blood made Li Xianyu uncomfortable and he couldn't help but retch a few times.

He looked at the finger tiger with satisfaction. The long fangs on it were really useful. Even the body of a monk at the peak of Qi training could easily pierce through its body-protecting spiritual power and open several bloody holes.

The armor on his body also gave him a lot of surprises. The blood that he accidentally stained on his face and hands was cleaned up.

"How does it feel? It feels good to be bullied like this. Does it hurt? I heard that even a monk at the Golden Core stage would have a hard time repairing his lost eyes. I think this is just a rumor after all. Maybe practicing

Can we use spiritual power to grow a new one during the Qi period?"

The first time he hurt someone, he didn't feel any psychological barrier. Instead, he was slightly excited. He raised his hand and pointed the finger tiger's fangs into the bald man's eyes. The remaining blood on the finger tiger just dripped and hit him.

above the eyeballs.

"Ah, please spare me. I was wrong, I don't dare anymore? Please, Grandpa Xianyu, I was really wrong, please let me go..." The bald man's whole body began to shake violently, and he begged for mercy.

"Hey, someone has begged you for mercy like this before. Have you ever stopped?" Thinking of Bian Xiaoxiao, he still felt extremely sad in his heart.

"Also, I asked you to stop screaming. If you do, I'll cut your tongue out. I usually mean what I say. If I say cut it, I will cut it off and I will never regret it." He smiled at the bald head.

Then he turned back and said: "Come and help me, pull out his tongue."

"Brother Xianyu, aren't we playing a little too big?" Li Sanquan looked at the smiling Li Xianyu and felt so strange, completely different from his usual cheerful appearance.

"Brother Sanquan, are you scared? Where are you now? Do you know how many people these people have caused ten times and a hundred times more harm to? I am doing harm to the people and am doing good deeds.

."

"Why am I afraid!" Li San clenched his fist and walked over quickly. Without saying a word, he opened the bald man's mouth with both hands, then held him up with one hand and grabbed him with the other.

tongue.

"I suddenly thought that if his tongue was cut off, he would not be able to hear such a beautiful scream. It would be better to cut off his lifeblood. This would allow him to focus more on his cultivation.

Brother Sanquan, I'm really sorry. Look at the saliva on your hand."

As Li Xianyu spoke, he took out a jar of water and poured it down to help Li Sanquan clean his hands.

Then he took out a pack of ordinary spiritual salt and said to the bald man: "Let me help you apply the wound. Look, you have left so much blood."

As he spoke, he carefully filled every bloody wound with salt.

"Stop yelling. I'm just helping you. Forget it if you don't appreciate it. Why are you still scolding me?" After filling up the spiritual salt and not using it up, Li Xianyu had to use his finger to open a few more bloody holes.

Just used up all the salt.

"What are you doing?" At this time, Qing'er, who played the role of a saint from a powerful force who was obsessed with Li Xianyu, also appeared at the door of the teahouse.

Obviously, in this situation, she didn't have any lines in the script. She didn't know how to proceed for a while. After all, Li Xianyu had told her several times not to lose her temper.

"Qing'er, it's like this..." Li Xianyu patted the remaining salt on his hands, and then briefly told what happened just now.

"You beast, let me chop him to death!" Qing'er gritted her silver teeth when she saw Bian Xiaoxiao still slumped at the stairs.

A long knife as tall as a man appeared in his hand, and he slashed it directly at the bald man.

"No, you can't kill him. Now after the discussion between the three of us, we have unanimously agreed to cut off his lifeblood. How about you come?" Li Xianyu quickly stopped him.

"Bah!" Qing'er spat at Li Xianyu, threw the long knife to Li Xianyu, turned around and walked in the direction of Bian Xiaoxiao.

Li Xianyu took the long knife. It was quite heavy, probably weighing thirty or forty pounds. It shone with cold light and was probably very sharp.

"Don't touch her, don't help her up, and don't heal her!"

Qing'er turned around and pointed at Bian Xiaoxiao.

"Well, she doesn't deserve it, so don't get your hands dirty."

Li Xianyu nodded.

"I..." Qing'er raised her hand unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to refute, but she put it down when she saw Li Xianyu's unwavering eyes. Huh, give my cousin some face.

It's not good if the knife is too long. He can't use this long knife that is taller than Li Xianyu at all, let alone cutting things accurately.

"Old Li, come and help me."

The two of them held up the long knife together.

"I shout one, two, three, let's work hard together! Use our greatest strength!"

Li Sanquan nodded numbly, he was already planning to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

"You bastards, what are you doing!" Suddenly, someone remembered outside, a frightened and angry voice came out, and at the same time, a dazzling blue aura rushed directly towards Li Xianyu.

Ye Bu, the figure moved, the gun head pointed upwards and directly shattered the spiritual power.

"One, two, three! Harder!"

More than half of the long knife did not penetrate the teahouse floor, and even the defensive formation of the teahouse could not block it. The bald man had already fainted from the pain. When Li Xianyu saw it, he kindly splashed him awake with his hand!

She looked at him with a smile and cursed with tears streaming down her face.

He finally pulled out the long knife, then dragged it in front of Qing'er and said flatteringly: "Miss Qing'er, your knife!"

"Go away, I don't want it anymore, it's so disgusting!" Qing'er frowned and avoided it like a snake or a scorpion.

Li Xianyu looked at it and felt a little disgusted. Putting it into his Shifang ring felt like an insult to him, so he had to throw it away and pretend it was nothing.

"Who are you? You dare to attack and kill my Tangcheng patrol in broad daylight. How brave are you!" The man was wearing blue patrol clothes and looked very delicate. A compelling aura came from him.

He rose up and pressed towards Li Xianyu and several others.
Chapter completed!