"Thank you... Thank you for the young master." Man Jiuli was very excited and his mind became active. He knew that he had bet right and had brought out greater hatred. Yan Bingyun really let him go. If he hadn't been worried about surrendering too quickly, Yan Bingyun would not hate these people enough, and he had already turned against him as soon as he came out of the Immortal Sect.

"Luo Yuheng, he didn't frame you, right?" Yan Bingyun asked with a smile.

"People's Master Yan, I really..." When Man Jiuli heard the word "fraudulent accusation", he was startled. Before he could explain, he was interrupted by Yan Bingyun and said, "I didn't let you speak."

"Yes, the Young Master." Man Jiuli quickly lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice, saying, "Please ask the Young Master to understand clearly. I have longed for the Demon Sword Pavilion for a long time. I promised that Shi Zhan to cater to him, and by the way, I helped the Young Master secretly monitor these people."

Yan Bingyun glanced at him, ignored him, and still looked at Luo Yuheng, Shi Zhan, Ye Xiu and others quietly. As for Ye Xiu, he didn't care too much.

It was mainly the aura on his body.

Too confusing.

Even Luo Yuheng, who has been with him for so long, has not seen through what Ye Xiu’s cultivation level is, let alone Yan Bingyun.

"So what if I kill it?" Luo Yuheng raised his eyes, looked at Yan Bingyun with a cold smile, and said, "Even if my national master doesn't kill them, with your Demon Sword Pavilion's nature, you will really share 20% of us, and let us leave here?"

"Impossible." Before Yan Bingyun could speak, Shi Zhan, who was standing next to him, took over the conversation and said directly: "If this was just the immortal's cave, even if he did not fulfill his promise of 20% of the promise, as long as we join forces, he would not kill him. However, this is the ancient Immortal Sect. In order not to let others know, the things inside were emptied by their Demon Sword Pavilion. No matter how big the loss is, he will try his best to silence us so that we will never be able to say it out."

"Ba, sb... I am worthy of being the general of Xiliang's state-controlled country." Yan Bingyun clapped his hands, looked at Shi Zhan with admiration, and said with some regrets, "It's a pity, even if you join forces, what's the use of? Who can escape the person we want to kill in the Demon Sword Pavilion?"

"Kill." Yan Bingyun's face changed as soon as he said something. As soon as the word "kill" was spit out, the other sword cultivators had not even reacted. Yan Chongwu, who had already pulled out the long sword, rushed towards Ye Xiu, Luo Yuheng and others. The tender face was full of cruelty and said, "Senior Brother, except for the two Danjie Realms, I will leave the rest to me. I will lose the bet and prevent them from tasting my soul-killing sword. I can't swallow this anger..."

"You made me lose the resources for a year, so I will cut your life soul into 365 pieces. Isn't that fair?" Yan Chongwu licked his lips and looked at Ye Xiu with a cold look in his eyes, saying, "Don't worry, even if the fortune-telling soul is chopped, it won't die immediately. I will raise them well, one piece a day until I feed my soul-slaying sword."

"Soul-killing Sword, kill..."

Buzz!

The sword shook lightly!

Yan Chongwu roared lowly, and his tender face also became ferocious. After a few buzzing sounds, more than a dozen sharp sword intents burst out instantly, sweeping over Ye Xiu.

Destroy and destroy.

The momentum is amazing.

These sword intents are also shrouded in a lot of resentment and resentment. Apart from dozens of meters, they make people feel like they are biting cold and palpitations.
Chapter completed!