Chapter 32 Real Torture

"If you are all dead, who knows that I killed the black guard of Jianling Palace?"

The night god sacrifice smiled faintly, and the whole person scratched a broken shadow on the ground. In less than a breath, he had come to the place in front of the three people. The golden dagger in his hand flashed with a dazzling golden light, with an amazing murderous spirit, and went straight to the three people of the Sima family.

"It's not good, everyone step back and protect the black guard!" The man who had wanted to threaten the Night God Festival before suddenly changed his face when he felt the murderous atmosphere on the Night God Festival.

It's just that the black guard of the Sword Spirit Palace has been abandoned by the night god sacrifice, so even if he was very afraid of the terrible teenager in front of him, he still stepped forward and stood in front of the night god sacrifice. A long gun quickly condensed in his hand, bringing a cold light to the oncoming night god sacrifice.

"solve!" The night god sacrifice snorted coldly, with a bloodthirsty crazy smile on his face. The golden dagger in his hand suddenly turned into a golden sword at the moment of his explanation, which was held in his hand. With an unparalleled power, he drew a dazzling golden sword in front of the people of the Sima family.

With the dazzling golden light flashing by, one of the man's arms also flew high, and blood gushed out of his broken arm like a fountain, dyeing the ground under him into a strange red. The long gun in his hand, the swordsman of the night god sacrifice, was completely broken into two pieces.

"Ah! Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The man watched his arm fall from the air to the ground in disbelief. His eyes suddenly contracted, and a sharp pain came from his broken arm, which made him scream and scream.

After the night god sacrifice cut off the man's arm, his figure did not stop at all and rushed straight to the two middle-aged men who were responsible for protecting the guards in black. And the golden sword in the hands of the Night God Festival also suddenly burst out a burst of bright golden light. In the bright golden light, the golden sword was also strangely stretched from more than three feet to a foot long!

The night god sacrifice had a cold look on his face, and there was a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth. He held the golden sword extending to more than ten feet long in his hand and chopped at the two panicked Sima people in front of him.

A touch of golden sword light flashed in their vision, and then they looked down and saw that their upper body was gradually separating from the lower body.

"No! I don't want to... die yet!" At this moment, the two people finally felt the fear of death deeply. Blood gushed out of their broken bodies and dyed the black guard of the Sword Spirit Palace lying behind them into a blood man.

The man whose arm was cut off by the night god sacrifice, as soon as he turned around, he saw the sword of the night god sacrifice split the body of the spirit of the child in the Sima family in half.

Although these two middle-aged men are only the realm of spiritual envoys, they are already the most important family combat strength in the Sima family. For the Sima family, the value of these two men is no lower than that of a spiritual realm like him. But it was this horrible teenager with a golden sword that killed them all with one sword.

"Bastard, our Sima family and Jianling Palace will not let you go. The people in the family will definitely avenge us. They will definitely catch you and kill you with a thousand knives!"

The man roared repeatedly, but his tone seemed weaker and weaker. His spiritual martial arts had just been cut in half by the night god sacrifice. Lingwu is a weapon condensed by the alchemist with his own soul. The damage of Lingwu means that his soul will also dissipate, so even if the night god sacrifice does not do it, he will gradually die because of the destruction of his soul.

The Night God Festival did not pay attention to the man's roar and curse, but slowly walked to the black guard in the Sword Spirit Palace. The golden sword in his hand pierced the black guard's chest in an instant and nailed it firmly on the blood flowing ground.

"Ah!" Although the black guard wanted to avoid it, his legs had already been abandoned by the Night God sacrifice, and he could not avoid the lightning-fast sword of the Night God sacrifice at all. However, the man in black was obviously unwilling to fall into the hands of the night god sacrifice. Suddenly, a black light condensed in his hand. He raised his hand and was about to cut off the legs of the night god sacrifice.

Looking at that, it seems that they also want to abolish the legs of the Night God Festival.

The Night God Festival seemed to have expected this for a long time. When the black guard just summoned his spiritual martial arts, he had already raised his foot and stepped on his palm. In the scream of the black guard, the night god sacrifice had trampled his whole palm to pieces.

"Okay, so that I can talk to you at ease."

The night god sacrifice smiled. One of his feet had been stepping on the palm of the black guard. He slowly squatted down beside the black guard. Looking at his bloody appearance, there was a cold smile on the face of the night god sacrifice. He stretched out his hand and patted the face of the black guard and asked, "Tell me, your sword spirit palace, take my parents. And the clan, where have you been caught?"

"Cough, cough, cough... ah!" The black guard coughed up a mouthful of blood, sprayed the blood in his mouth on the face of the night god sacrifice, and then said gloomily, "Our black guard in the Sword Spirit Palace has never been a traitor. Don't say that I don't know it at all. Even if I know it, I will never tell you!"

"Oh, that's good." The night god sacrifice stretched out his hand to block the blood foam sprayed by the black guard, and the other hand slowly took out a silver dagger from his arms and smiled strangely at the black guard, "Do you know how many places on people's body are most likely to feel pain?"

The night god sacrifice said here, the strange smile on his face couldn't help but deepen a little deeper. "It's one hundred and twenty, and there are 120 places on the human body, which is the easiest to feel the pain."

With that, the silver dagger in the hands of the night god sacrifice had fallen to a meridian acupoint on the thigh of the black guard. After pricking a blood hole on it, he suddenly held the dagger and turned it.

"Ah! Bastard, I won't tell you anything. No matter how much you torture me, I won't tell you anything!"

At this time, the black guard looked at the night god sacrifice with a strong sense of resentment, and his forehead also sweated coldly because of the pain on his thighs, but even under this great pain, there was no intention of compromise.

"Really?" Hearing this, the night god sacrifice smiled strangely again, pulled out the silver dagger in his hand from the man, and then found another place and stabbed it fiercely.

The most vulnerable part of the human body, the part that is most likely to feel pain, the night god sacrifice can be said to be like the palm of the hand. In the two years of cruel experience of killing the God Pavilion, the less you master the killing skills, the more dangerous it will be. In the same way, if you know what weaknesses the human body has, it will be much easier to kill the enemy.

"I am very patient and have time to wait for you to speak, so you can enjoy this feeling slowly." There was a terrible murderous intention in the tone of the night god sacrifice. Even if the black guard said what he wanted to know, he would never let this person go.

Because it is these black guards of the Jianling Palace who forced him and Linger into a desperate situation of life and death. He will certainly not give up this kind of hatred.

"If you speak earlier, you can get rid of this pain earlier. Why not?"

The night god sacrifice was still scraped at the black guard with a knife. At this time, the black robe on the black guard had been completely soaked by his blood. When the night god sacrifice stabbed the thirtieth knife on the black guard, the black guard was dying even if he had the strength of the fivefold spirit.

"I, I won't say, I won't tell you anything..." Even though the black guard had been subconsciously blurred by the torture of the Night God Festival, he still muttered with a breath, as if it was deliberately arousing the anger of the Night God Festival.

"Well, your endurance is too weak. I also want to try what you will become after cutting a knife in one hundred and twenty places. Will you still be as hard-mouthed as you are now?" The night god sacrifice shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and stabbed the guard in black.

The alchemist who had been split by the sword of the night god sacrifice had also lost his vitality at this time. His spiritual martial arts, which was broken into two, was completely turned into nothingness, which meant that his soul also disappeared at this moment. And the bandits of the black wind cottage were also casually solved by the Night God Festival.

So there are only two living people left here, one is the Night God Festival, and the other is the black guard of the Sword Spirit Palace, who is lying on the ground with more and less breath.

"Since you won't say anything like this, I won't force you anymore." The Night God Festival glanced at the black guard with some disappointing. At this time, he was holding a bottle of hemostatic medicine in his other hand. When the black guard was about to hold on, he gave him a little to prevent him from bleeding to death.

His hatred for this black guard is far from being solved. Even if the black guard does not want to say what he wants to know until his death, then he will torture him to his heart's content before the death of the black guard and let him feel more about what life is better than death.

"Little brother, please keep someone!" Just as the night god sacrifice raised the silver dagger in his hand and planned to stab the black guard again, a loud voice suddenly came from the grove path in the distance.

"Puff!" With a sound, the night god sacrifice pretended not to hear the man's call, and the silver dagger in his hand did not decrease, and stabbed the black guard in the throat fiercely.

So far, this black guard is completely free from the torture of life and death. Before he died, there was a relieved smile on his face. It seemed that it was a very fortunate thing for him to die.