"you do not say!"

I stepped forward and pressed the Thunder Blade on Fan Yi's soul's neck, sneering: "I have already started to miss you on the first day of your death in Fan Yi."

"oh?"

Fan Yi looked down, staring at the thunder and lightning rising from the Thunder Blade, and smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, although it is a good weapon, but you use the human weapon to deal with the soul? Is it useful? You might as well pull it and see if it can cut off my Fan Yi's neck?"

I suddenly pulled the dagger horizontally and cut Fan Yi's throat with a "scream", but it was just cut on a piece of blood-red cotton wool, which healed in a blink of an eye. As Fan Yi said, the weapons on earth cannot kill ghosts.

"Peng!"

He punched Fan Yi on the cheek, and then he punched his head almost out of his neck with an uppercut. Then he kicked him hard in the chest, making Fan Yi scream, but his body was bound by six lightning chains, and he could only scream. The fist in the quasi-divine realm was hard enough, and it was surrounded by holy energy, so it would definitely hurt when hit.

"Come again!"

His hands were tied up and his drooping head slowly raised, and there was red blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He smiled and said, "Anyway, it's just a wisp of residual soul. His Highness, Xiaoyao, wants to torture him, and wants to light the lamp. I, Fan Yi, is just a fish on the chopping board. What's there to say?"

I smiled slightly, stepped forward and raised his chin with my toes, and asked with a smile: "Where has Lin Xi landed?"

"oh?"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Who is Lin Xi?"

I kicked his chin out of place with a single kick. With a "pop", then my soul repaired itself. Fan Yi, who was in a mess, lowered his head again, and then laughed loudly: "Come on, come on, give me a good time. After all, I was a Confucian wise man, and at least I was a throne. I couldn't stand such shame. Come on!"

He opened his eyes and roared, "July Fire! The immortal sword in your eyes can kill my soul and give me a pleasure! And you, the wind doesn't smell, your pure mountain and water magic power can also be destroyed! In addition, there is you Sura, your flame sword is unparalleled, and killing ghosts is called cutting melons and vegetables. Come on, come any one, give me Fan Yi a pleasure!"

"It's so beautiful."

Sula squinted her eyes and smiled, with a beautiful face.

...

I frowned and said, "I'll ask you another question, where is Lin Xi? Where did she be exiled by you?"

"What Lin Xi? What exile?"

Fan Yi laughed: "Why can't I understand? If you want to kill and cut, you will be obedient!"

"Hmph, if you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine." Beiyue Guan Yang frowned.

"oh?"

Fan Yi narrowed his eyes: "Old man, are you old man confused? I was beaten when my soul reunited just now. Do you have the chance to toast me Fan Yi from beginning to end?"

My mouth raised: "You can eat it?"

"Smart, who knows me is the King of Freedom!"

Fan Yi laughed: "I am noble in nature. Since I decided to devote myself to darkness, I will never receive any favors from the light. Tsk, this is called principle. It is normal for you ordinary people not to understand it."

“It’s so much nonsense!”

Guan Yang frowned and said, "King Xiaoyao, there is nothing to say about this kind of person. It's better to trigger the thunder in the sky and give him a killing stick and taste it."

I took a step back: "Then start?"

"Um!"

Feng Buwen nodded, and everyone opened a gap above their restricted heads. Feng Buwen frowned and looked at Feng, and raised his hand to slap out three golden talismans. The talismans burned instantly, and strands of magnificent spiritual energy surged. The Confucian Mountain Lord who had secretly learned the talisman art said in a deep voice: "Issue! Master Feng, Master Rain, Master Lei, listen to my order!"

In an instant, the spiritual energy of three talismans permeated the entire Jingguan Platform. The wind and clouds surging in the air, and the raindrops drizzled harder and heavier. In the wind and rain, a "splash" sound of lightning as thick as a bowl fell down fiercely, directly slashing on Fan Yi's back.

“Ah~~~”

Fan Yi wailed, which was the power of lightning that the soul could not bear, and directly slashed Feng Buwen's hair one by one. His back was already charred. With a tragic howling, he said angrily: "Feng Buwen, I'm your ancestor!"

I frowned and said, "Feng Xiang, I lost my ancestors because I was careless..."

“…”

Feng Buwen frowned and was a little angry. He ordered again and immediately three consecutive lightning lights fell from the sky, slashing on Fan Yi's body one after another, slashing straight. This soul that once had a throne was too tough. If it were an ordinary wandering ghost, a lightning light would be wiped out.

"Come on!"

Fan Yi laughed: "If the wind doesn't sound, if you have the habit, turn me into ashes!"

Feng Buwen said to me directly: "If you use thunderstorm attacks again, I'm afraid this soul will really dissipate."

"Then stop, so that he will not spit on you again. Feng Xiang is a scholar and should not be humiliated like this."

"Um."

...

The wind does not hear the thunderstorm.

"ah?!"

Fan Yi looked up at the stars in the sky and smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, the wind doesn't smell, you're so scared? I thought you were such a real man. As the King of Xiyueshan who is in charge of half of the country, I can't even do anything to a mere soul?"

“…”

Feng Buwen was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just held a sword in front of him.

I slowly walked forward.

“Yo?”

Fan Yi grinned and said, "I'm going to play again? Tsk tsk, this is a wheel fight against me, Xiao Fan. You are really not a group of people! The lightning that is not heard by the wind is useless. What are the methods of Xiao Yao? Drawing out the sword of the heavens and slashing me Fan Yi? Tsk tsk, I'm afraid that you, Xiao Yao, can't do it!"

I smiled faintly: "Of course there are some other means."

As he said, with a "swish", a long whip of thunder and lightning appeared in his right hand. It was a wisp of thunder that I had warmed into the Ling Ruins. At this time, the warmth in the Ling Ruins had been strong again. Moreover, this is the most pure heavenly thunder in the world, much more powerful than the thunder and lightning caused by the wind!

"Bang!"

The moment he raised the whip, a blazing wound appeared on Fan Yi's chest, and the lightning turned.

“Ahhhhhh…”

This time, even a tough guy like Wen Dao Sheng could not bear it anymore. He screamed with a hideous look, and roared, "Ouyang Luli, if you have the will, you will kill me Fan Yi. What's the use of torture me? If I don't have a strong will, can I be the first throne? Tell you, even if you kill me, I will never talk about Lin Xi's whereabouts. So what about you, the supreme emperor in the world? I just want to separate you from your beloved gods and will never meet you forever!"

"Then I will fulfill you!"

I waved the long whip condensed by the sky thunder and thrust again, making Fan Yi's body covered with dense wounds, but he still seemed to have no relief.

"If you fight again, you will be filled with your soul." Lin Fengnian frowned.

"Okay, substitution."

I directly put away the thunder in my hand and said, "Sula, come."

"Um."

The Fire Demon Queen carried the Fire Sword step by step, and her slender legs were stepping on the battle boots, which was particularly charming.

"Another waste comes?"

Fan Yi sneered: "The only way torture between your Dragon Domain and the human race is to be so disappointing."

"Taste my true fire taste before talking about it."

Sula stepped out gently, and suddenly the blazing flames spread along the surface, burning Fan Yi directly into it. Sula suddenly struggled like a scattered dog, cursing all the eighteen generations of Sula's ancestors, spitting while trying to put out the fire, but it was useless. Sula's true fire was too fierce, and even a monk at the peak level might not be able to withstand it, let alone a thunder throne soul.

"Don't you say it?"

I asked lightly.

"say what?"

Fan Yi was trembling all over and his voice was trembling: "Say... I sent Lin Xi into the gap of time, and once I had the chance, I would go and have a feast for a meal? You, Ouyang Luli, have you not even had time to enjoy the delicious food, I, Fan Yi, got the first to get there?"

"court death!"

I stepped forward and suddenly pressed Fan Yi's head with one hand.

"King Xiaoyao!"

Feng Buwen was shocked: "Don't kill him. After you wiped out this wisp of soul, the only clue might be broken!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him!"

My body suddenly sank, and the shadow spiritual ruins suddenly appeared. With Fan Yi's soul, they sank rapidly. With a loud "bang", the two of them fell into a prosperous place in the shadow spiritual ruins.

Mind state of mind.

...

"Um!?"

Fan Yi's big sleeves were graceful. At this time, there was no longer the clamping of six lightning chains, but he was under the suppression of the great way, because this is the valley of the state of mind, my place of cultivation. Here, Fan Yi is just a small prisoner.

"Hmph, is your mood?"

Fan Yi sneered and said with a smile: "Ouyang Luli, do you think I can submit in this way?"

"You can try it!"

I reached out and Fan Yi's body suddenly became smaller and eventually turned into a grain of dust in the valley of the mood. I looked at him quietly like an ant standing on a huge rock and overlooking the stone. At this time, the world Fan Yi saw was different from what I saw. He was standing in a side hall of a Confucian Academy, with rolls of bamboo slips on the table, and in front of him was an old master with a crane-haired and young face, holding a roll of bamboo slips and looking at it with relish.

He looked up and found that Fan Yi was looking at him. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't study hard, see what the teacher did? You want to taste the taste of the ruler again? Don't forget, if you don't have any fame, how can you explain to your parents at home? It's a bit unreasonable for you... With my knowledge, the proud students taught by me must be the second-largest Tanhua of a secular dynasty, right?"

This is Fan Yi's state of mind.
Chapter completed!