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Chapter 23: Please!

"Didn't I say you are not qualified to fight me?" Zhou Liang lowered his head and grabbed the hair of the prisoner. "There are countless people who want to kill this little ancestor, but."

He bowed slightly to the Qitian above, "Master of Qitian, if this son is unwilling to surrender, then the little monk will start killing!"

The Qitian clenched his fists tightly, noticed the gentle sneer on the corners of the mouths of Tianjizi, Wu Jiuzhou and others. He was extremely angry and looked at the Qitianzi with cold eyes. If you surrender, you will be a great humiliation of the Qitianque. If you don’t surrender, you will die!

In any case, in this first battle, Prison Tianque was defeated. Prison Tianque's eyes were slightly closed. Zhou Liang's knife in his hand was just in front of his eyebrows. He was also disdainful. Even if he was defeated, this boy would not dare to kill me. I am a genius monk in Prison Tianque!

People in the world are so stupid. What is stupid is not the pursuit of power, but they are always confident in their backs. The prisoner thinks he is the identity of a genius monk in the imperial Tianque. Did Zhou Liang dare not kill him in public?

Wrong, a big mistake! The Prison Heaven didn't say anything. From the moment the Prisoner was defeated, it was meaningless to surrender or not!

Zhou Liang chuckled twice, "Since the Master of Prison Heaven doesn't speak, that boy is the one who agrees, Prison, you still won't surrender now!"

"As long as you say I surrender to this little master, that little master will let you go immediately!" Zhou Liang's knife slashed in the air. "If you don't surrender, then no wonder!"

Prisoner opened his eyes, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. "Mencius actually killed people. You have practiced meditation to the devil's path!"

"Poor man!" Zhou Liang's knife suddenly slashed, and the prisoner's eyelid was scratched. "Have you heard of Lingchi?"

Lingchi? The monks around him were shocked, and even Qiutian couldn't help but stand up, "What are you going to do!"

Zeng Qiying, Mi Xue, and the four girls Qinglin looked at the little monk with red lips and white teeth, slashed through the eyelids of the prisoner's eyelids with one knife and a little smile, and their hearts were trembling. Even though this person was not meditating, if there was no great revenge of life and death, who would have wanted to do such a thing!

"Don't be afraid!" Zhou Liang looked at the prisoner who had no eyelids and his eyes were covered in blood and said softly, "This debt will be paid slowly!"

Debt? Prisoner looked straight at Zhou Liang, what debt, what kind of hatred do I have with you, Prisoner Tianque and you, Zhou Liang threw the knife to the giant poisonous son, "Will you do this?"

"Master Bao is satisfied!" The three ugly bags on Giant Poison's head shook gently, as if cheering. Zhou Liang remembered that he was imprisoned by Tian Jizi, Wu Jiuzhou, and the Phantom Demon Master exploded, his soul shattered, and his anger was thunderous!

The hatred crystal grew slowly, and the Six Desire Crystals seemed to be growing as Zhou Liang grew. Zhou Liang's anger became stronger. The faster the hatred crystal grew, and the same was true for the others. At the beginning, he and Yuhan qing wanted to grow, and the faster the qing desire crystal grew. However, Zhou Liang had not noticed it yet. He took a few steps back and watched the actions of the giant poison!

Lingchi! It is said that there was an eunuch named Liu Jin in Korea who wanted to make a court connection but was discovered by the Bajianmen. He turned into a bloody rain to order Lingchi to kill three thousand six hundred, a total of three days, a total of one thousand two hundred a day!

It is said that after the first day ended, Liu Jin could still drink some porridge, which was really amazing. This kind of torture was gradually known in the world of cultivation. Judging from the skillful technique of Giant Poison, he probably had done such things.

With one knife after another, the Prison Tianque could no longer bear it. He wanted to take action and bully a large sect in this way, but it had not appeared for fifteen years. The life and death of the Prison is small, the honor and disgrace of the sect are big, and several golden chains behind the Prison Tian want to fly out.

A transparent flying sword behind Huangfu Xinjian was also rising and falling. This is the rule of the Tianjian Conference. If you don’t surrender, you will be looking for death. Not to mention that you are the Tianjian Sect, even if it is the Tianjian Sect, it is impossible. In his eyes, the prison of heaven is nothing!

Every time he cut a knife, Zhou Liang would let the giant poison son rest for a while, and would come forward to teach him how to cut it easily. In fact, Zhou Liang didn't understand these things, but the little Confucius seemed to know very well. It was not because Zhou Liang stopped him, so he had already come out to try it himself!

The prisoner cried out loudly, and he was patient and unable to surrender. If he surrendered, the face of Gui Tianque would be lost before it even began. However, the heart-wrenching pain was not only cut by the knife on the body, but also the penetration of the law of poison!

His internal organs seemed to be cut continuously, countless ants were gnawing, and the scorching sun on the Tianjian Peak shone on his body, and the sweat and blood flowed out of the pain were mixed together, which made it even more painful!

Ah! The Prisoner, who was still thinking about how to revenge Zhou Liang, screamed again. His legs were cut off. Zhou Liang slowly came to him. The knife gently pointed on the Prisoner's navel. "I wonder if it was cut here, would the Dantian be broken?"

Prisoner trembled. Is the young monk who smiled at him in front of him really a monk? Is he really a meditative Buddha? He suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the Nascent Soul was also eroded!

"Give you three breaths, beg for mercy or die!" Zhou Liang took the knife. At this time, he seemed to be the legendary Jinyiwei among the mortals, cruel and ruthless, and full of killing!

A piece of nails suddenly fell off. Zhou Liang chopped off one with a bloody knife and looked at the prisoner comfortably. "Many sects are here, beg for mercy or die!" Another nail fell off, and the prisoner exclaimed in pain. The nail on his right thumb was cut off by the knife!

Beg for mercy, beg for mercy. The yellowish-brown pupils of the giant poison son stared at the prisoner's pupils, constantly seducing them. The speed in his hand became faster and faster. The three thousand six hundred swords were halfway through the blink of an eye. A quarter of an hour later, the prisoner finally couldn't bear it and shouted "Please!"

Zhou Ling smiled loudly and looked at the many monks who were stunned around her, "Prison? Or please?"

"Please!" Prisoner said again with great weakness, "Please let me go! I surrender!"

"Oh, brother!" Zhou Liang suddenly stepped forward to support the prisoner who had no legs. "Look at you, what do you say? I am a monk. I will definitely agree to beg for mercy from me. What a pity, it's a pity. If you said it earlier, these legs can still be preserved!"

Zhou Liang suddenly held his hands in the void, and the prisoner fell to the ground, looking at Zhou Liang in great weakness. The poisonous law of the giant poison son also penetrated into his Nascent Soul. This person could not survive!

In fact, Zhou Liang would not let him survive!

If the enemy is not likely to become friends again, isn’t it used to kill? Zhou Liang glanced at the Prisoner: “Brother Prisoner: Really, Prisoner: Please, it’s true!” With a wave of his hand, Prisoner: Flying towards the people of Prisoner: Tianque, and said coldly, “If you don’t accept it, you’ll come tomorrow!”

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!" Zhou Liang slowly turned around, the little monkey lay on his shoulder, a figure in white, folded his hands together, and recited the sutra of rebirth and slowly left!

(Chapter 2, ﹤づ is injured◇old qq:1412442777. A book friend hopes that I will add his qq at the end. If you are interested, you can add it. I heard that their chrysanthemums are beautiful.)
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