Just as these old men were having a lot of fun, a young man walked towards the door of the wooden house.

Xiao Yi had a faint smile on his lips, which made the old men's faces turn dark.

"Damn it, who let you in?"

"I didn't say that even if there is business today, let the seller wait first!"

"Get out quickly! It disturbs me and wait for me. I will make you unable to even get up with your interest in the rest of your life!"

Several old men all drank with angry faces, as if they were so ashamed that they just wanted to be happy and did not want these little disciples to see.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be that they would lose their majesty as elders?

Xiao Yi's mouth also twitched slightly. Are these old guys dizzy? They actually regarded him as a disciple in the village?

"Bastard, what are you doing there? Get out of here and close the door!" One man shouted again.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to grab the old man's head!

Bang—

With one grip from the air, blood splattered!

The four beautiful girls who were so scared that they surrounded the old man closed their eyes and shouted, and blood and some dirty things were clattering on their bodies. Such a terrifying scene almost scared their souls.

The other nine old men were also shocked and stood up in anger. Their aura was shaking, and they shook the beautiful girl around them.

"Get out!" One of the old men shouted with a gloomy look.

These beautiful girls looked pale and looked at Xiao Yi with some fear.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you, leave!"

There was no virility in the bodies of these dancing and serving women, and some of them didn't even have the breath of cultivation. They were obviously just ordinary people.

Seeing Xiao Yi say something, these women dared to run past him.

As soon as they got outside, many beautiful girls screamed again.

After all, there are corpses everywhere outside the wooden house at this moment...

Along the way, Xiao Yi did not let anyone go of the new poison in the copycat.

Mu Hefeng followed behind to pick up the ring...

In the wooden house, nine old men looked like eagles and stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

"After killing so many of us, you have to let us know who you are, right?" a man said coldly.

Xiao Yi said lightly: "I am just a little disciple in Wandu Mountain you pretended to be. The new poison sect dared to acquire the Blood Poison Bead in the name of Wandu Mountain in the Ninth Divine Realm. He is really brave."

The nine old men's faces changed, but they didn't expect to hit the real Wandu Mountain disciple...

They hid in such a small border town and bought blood poison beads through some chambers of commerce. They thought it would be very safe, but they were discovered.

The old man who spoke before turned his eyes and clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that he is a disciple of Wandu Mountain. In fact, we have never intended to pretend to be Wandu Mountain. We are just those suppliers who provide goods and think we are people from Wandu Mountain. But we are really poison cultivators, and we are also of the same origin as Wandu Mountain."

Xiao Yi's face turned cold: "Just you are worthy of saying that you are of the same origin as Wandu Mountain? You are just an old dog who relies on the blood poison beads to support your life-saving old dog!"

The nine old men's faces turned dark.

Xiao Yi just grabbed the head of one of the old men at the peak of the mid-stage Immortal God Realm from afar, shocking them.

If it weren't for this, they had already started to do it directly. How could they say a word to the young man in front of him?

But now it seems that even if they pretend to be cowardly, the young man in front of them will not be kind anymore.

"What do you want?" an old man asked coldly.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course I killed you. But you have two choices about how to die. One is to die happily, and the other is to die after suffering all the torture! If you want to die happily, tell me where the new poison sect's nest is."

"Ha--" the old man sneered, "Then let me understand your methods! See if I will torture people, or if you are better at torture people!"

Swish!

Before the old man's voice fell, his figure rushed towards Xiao Yibo.

As the rushing swept as fast as thunder, the old man's hand was a very poisonous long sword, and a strange purple light burst out, stabbing Xiao Yi's heart!

"Sword Skill of Heart!"

Buzz!

The sword shook, and the sword energy suddenly spitted three feet long. Although it was only three feet long, the sword energy was extremely solid. Even the divine level armor could be shattered by his sword!

These old men who had lived to the end of their life, not to mention anything else, had a very refined body of divine power.

However, facing such a fierce sword stab, Xiao Yi raised his right hand and a vicious force easily broke through the three-foot sword energy!

When the old man was shocked, Xiao Yi had already stepped out, moved his fingers and started the sword!

The sword in the old man's hand is hard to move any more!

The sharp sword energy was forced back into the sword body inch by inch, and it was rolled backwards and rushed into the old man's body!

Puff puff puff puff puff —

Countless sword energy rushed around the old man's body, shattering his body, but strangely, a black force as water-like force was strangely quickly healing the fatal wounds on the old man's body...

"ah--"

The old man screamed and wailed, abandoned the sword in his hand, and rolled all over the ground.

The other eight old men were all powerful people in the Immortal God Realm, so naturally they could use their souls to see the situation inside the rolling old man.

What they saw was that the old man was being cut and stabbed in his body by his own sword energy, while another force was saving the old man’s life...

In this way, the harm is constant, but the life is still there...

As long as Xiao Yi does not let Xuanming's power stop healing, it will be difficult for the old man to die!

"I think he is better at not torture others, but torture himself." Xiao Yi said lightly, then raised his eyelids and looked at the eight old men, "If you want to fight me, you can take action now. If you want to answer my questions and seek to die happily, you can also speak."

The eight people's faces turned pale and they gritted their teeth.

After finally living a hundred years, who wants to die?

But now it seems that they have to die! The only question is how to die...

"I am the cultivation of the God King, and you have no chance to have any other choice." Xiao Yi said lightly.

He was too lazy to waste time and released the breath of the god king level directly!

Feeling the terrifyingly powerful aura, suppressed it, the eight old men were completely desperate!

God King!

How can they be defeated?

The eight people looked at each other with an ugly face, and Qiqi made a tacit decision.

Bang bang bang—

The eight people raised their hands together and slapped their own heavenly spirits with one palm!

In an instant, the sea of ​​eight people's souls shook and fell to the ground at the same time...

Xiao Yi's face darkened. He didn't expect that these eight old people would have been able to survive, but now they are so straightforward that he is a little overwhelmed!

Fortunately, there is still one that is not dead!

Xiao Yi looked coldly at the old man who was screaming on the ground, raised his hand to lure out the sword energy in his body, and then shook it away with one palm.

The old man shivered all over, but gradually felt the pain disappear. He trembled and raised his neck and looked at Xiao Yi in fear and said, "They dare not say it, and I will not tell you either, because once the new poison cult is leaked, not only will I die, but the entire clan behind me will be destroyed..."

"Do you think you can still do it?" Xiao Yi snorted coldly, covering the old man's head with his big hands.

Although the power of source poison is much stronger than before, Xiao Yi is reluctant to use it on these garbage old dogs.
Chapter completed!