The light of a thousand divine swords hovered above Henry Zhang's head.

"I will give you a pleasure." Henry Zhang said softly, "The premise is that each of my thousand swords will cut off a piece of flesh from your body."

His calm tone made everyone around him feel terrified.

Cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, executed in Lingchi!

The eyes of the Cold Whip Immortal showed intense fear, and he begged——

call out!

A Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword, carrying the hatred of revenge, fell through the air and sliced ​​straight away!

Swish——

A piece of flesh and blood about the size of a copper coin was cut off from one side of the Cold Whip Immortal's chest.

"ah!!!!!"

The screams echoed throughout the world.

"The first sword." Xiao Yang waved his hand indifferently, and in an instant, another divine sword shot out, almost exactly the same way, leaving a bloody hole the size of a copper coin on the body of the Cold Whip Immortal. "The third sword."

Two swords."

The sky was constantly echoing with the screams and wails of the Cold Whip Immortal in agony.

In the distance, Immortal Fuyuan's eyes closed heavily, and his body couldn't help but tremble. His hands had already clenched his fists violently, holding back the killing intent.

He never thought that he would actually witness his most valued relatives and disciples being executed by Ling Chi in the sky above the main hall of the Divine Whip Sect!
Chapter completed!