Extreme Yama System

"How? Are my means enough?"

Unable to move, but able to speak, Wang Deyi's expression remained the same, the expression of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. He opened his mouth and said, "You are indeed powerful enough. It's no wonder that the people from Longhushan jumped out on their own to help a woman out. However, you dare not kill me."

Xue Wusuan smiled and pointed out, the sword qi swept past, and one of Wang Deyi's arms flew straight up, and then he was burned to fly ash by a six-color flame in midair. This is not to give the old man any chance to connect his arms.

With one arm missing, Wang Deyi's expression remained the same, as if that arm was not his. He continued, "You dare not kill me. You are not alive."

Xue Wusuan pouted and said with a smile: "Oh? I told the old man Jianchen in Longhu Mountain before that I was the ghost king of ten thousand years, and the old man believed it at the time. What about you? Do you believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it. How long has it been in this world, where did the ten thousand-year ghost king come from? It's rare to have a thousand years. You are not a ghost, but you are not a human either."

"Tell me, why am I not a ghost?" Xue Wushu really wanted to know how Wang Deyi noticed the clue. Could it be that he could not cultivate a special method?

Wang Deyi's body couldn't move, but he didn't know what means to use, and the blood was stopped so quickly at the broken arm.

"The aura on your body is gloomy and ferocious. This is not something that can be condensed by your character or how many people you kill. It must be done with relevant exercises, and even the **** infection of your state of mind. This means that you must be a fool People who don't care about life and death. You who don't care about life and death have such a tyrannical cultivation base, why didn't you kill me as soon as you met? This doesn't match the breath of your body.

Furthermore, your face is the face of premature death, and it is estimated that anyone who cultivates the Dao can see it. But the life that died prematurely, but now it appears in the realm of the sun. This is not normal. If it wasn't for someone who defied the sky to change your life, or you actually died a long time ago, you are not alive now. And the ability to change one's life against the sky is impossible for mortals to have. So it can be ruled out.

Based on the above, I made your woman wronged, you must want to kill and then hurry. But you don't. Plus you're not alive. That's clear. You are afraid, or rather worried. So you don't dare to kill me. If you kill me, I will go to the underworld, or if the soul is scattered, the underworld must be investigated. Then you can no longer hide.

Am I right? "

Xue Wusuan applauded again and again, and I have to say that this old man's brain is indeed turning fast, his eyes are poisonous, his thoughts are clear, and he is in a sentence. But will he admit it? of course not. And although Wang Deyi is smart, he has missed a bit. That is what Xue Wusuan dislikes and hates the most is this self-righteous threat.

"Wang Deyi, did someone tell you that you are smart?"

"A lot. So, let me go now, and things can be discussed slowly. I'm not capable of threatening you."

Xue Wusuan took a deep breath, then exhaled it, shook his head and said, "You have already said the threat. Since some people say you are smart, you should have heard the saying: the smarter you are, the faster you die."

Wang Deyi frowned, listening to the other party's words, his previous guess was correct. But why does he have a murderous look? Is it just for such a trivial matter that the fish will die and the net will be broken?

"I'm willing to compensate, and I'll definitely help you keep this secret. If you fight to death, you won't be able to, right?"

Xue Wushen did not speak. He didn't actually plan to take the old man's life at first. His plan was to make this Wang Deyi suffer a bit, and then coerce the other party to use the practice method and the artifact refining method to buy his life. After all, these two things, whether Xue Wusuan or the unethical underworld, are still in short supply. But this old man's brain is too smart and his mouth is too fast. If such a threat remains, who can explain the variables in the future?

Xue Wusuan really didn't want to kill people, worried about getting into trouble. But he was even more reluctant to keep a bomb that would explode at some point. Or Zhou Huiru's side.

"Old man. With your cultivation base, have you ever heard of a method that can extract most of a person's life and soul without letting them die?"

"you!"

These words directly disturbed Wang Deyi's steady state of mind. He found that he seemed to have missed one thing: this man was more messed up than he expected!

One word came out, and before Wang De could respond again and again, a big hand pressed on top of his head. Then there was a dizziness, a terrifying sense of being pulled away for a second, and then nothing was known.

In contrast, Xue Wushen's hands. A gray fog that seemed to be invisible was grabbed by him from the top of Wang Deyi's head. This is Wang Deyi's life and soul, including most of his life memories.

"It's a pity." Xue Wusuan sighed secretly. This kind of practice of forcibly extracting the life and soul of living people is hugely harmful to the soul body. The memory inside will be torn to pieces, and you can no longer see anything useful from it, and can only be wiped out.

Without two-thirds of his life and soul, Wang Deyi has completely lost his mind.

"Jump yourself."

Xue Wusuan's voice is like magic. Falling in the ears of Wang Deyi, who has no intelligence, is instinctive compliance. He pushed open the window dumbly, then turned over and jumped down without hesitation. Then there was a dull crash.

Expanding his perception, he carefully probed Wang Deyi, who fell to the ground. He was already dead, and the rest of his soul flew away from his body. Xue Wusuan nodded. Switching to the Yama body, he passed through the floor illusoryly, reached the top floor, and then flew up into the clouds, called out his own black cloud, and turned around and moved away quickly in the direction from which he came.

Not long after Xue Wusuan left. Black and white impermanence, holding a mourning stick, went downstairs next to Wang Deyi's body.

Although the strength of the two ghosts is not very good, the ability to see ghosts is already skilled. As soon as he arrived, there was something wrong with Wang Deyi's ghost floating above the corpse. It was very thin and strange, and its face was extremely blurred. When I saw them coming, I was stunned and didn't respond at all.

"No! This person's soul has been manipulated by others!" Hei Wuchang directly grabbed Wang Deyi's dead soul to investigate carefully, and soon found the problem.

Bai Wuchang, who was on the side, also came over and probed again, and his expression suddenly became extremely serious. Said: "That's right. It is indeed caused by being ripped away by life and life. Who is so daring to interfere with the soul of the underworld, and even damage people's souls?"

"This matter is unusual. I haven't encountered it for many years. It must be done by the two adults, Ming Xie and Fan. Let's go, let's go back!"

After a few words and a few words, the two men realized the seriousness of the matter. Immediately, he grabbed Wang Deyi's dead soul with a soul cable and quickly sank into the underworld, looking for the black and white impermanent collar, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, the top ten underworld commanders, went to the underworld.

At this time, Xue Wusuan had returned to the Rong County service area.

"Is it done?"

"Well, it's done. Let's go."

The car went up again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xue Wusuan took out the brooch from his pocket and threw it on Zhou Huiru. Said: "Take it, it looks better."

"Yeah! You, take it back? What you said you were going to do just now was to go to the old man to get the brooch back?"

"Okay. What are you yelling about? Here you go, just take it and ask the fart."

What Zhou Huiru didn't know was that the brooch she put back on her clothes was not the same anymore. There is an imprint of Xue Wusuan's soul in it. Next time something happens, even if he crosses the plane, Xue Wusuan can sense it immediately.

Ahead, two hundred kilometers, is home.

(End of this chapter)

​​

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading website: