Jin Batian knew that no matter what he said, he would not escape the pain of cutting flesh of the thousand three hundred swords. He was already scared and heartbroken. He felt very resentful. He pondered for a while before staring at Ma Liu and said: Ma Liu, your Grandpa Jin is about to die. You even curse me and suffer all the suffering after going to hell. Why don’t you think about it? How many people have you killed in this life? I’m afraid that there will be no fewer people killed than I, Jin Batian. If you die, you will definitely not die well. After death, you will go to hell like me and suffer all the tortures in hell. You are just a hawk in the court. I don’t know how many wronged people die under the knife. There will be a soul to seek life. I will be waiting for you in the Huangquan Hell. At that time, I will still be the mountain king, so I will not be able to live a peaceful life if you become a ghost.

Ma Liu has sent countless red marks. In the past, when the death row prisoners were imprisoned, they either asked for silence to the executioner; or cursed them all; or they were silent; and even frightened, but they were used to being shit and peeing in the law field. He was often used to seeing it, and he didn't care at all, and now he let him curse. After Jin Batian cursed enough, he replied coldly, Jin Batian, I, Ma Liu, have indeed killed many people in my life, but all the people killed are those who should be killed. The king's law is greater than the sky, and I, Ma Liu, cannot postpone it. No matter if you curse the sky today, you can't escape the pain of cutting flesh and tearing it. Now, taking advantage of the third cannon before you can make any explanation, then stay and there will be no chance for a while.

Jin Batian smiled bitterly, and the resentment in his eyes became even more serious. He cursed with gritted teeth: I only regret that he was careless for a moment and fell into the hands of the yellow-haired child. If I were given another chance to survive, I would definitely join the Taiping Army, overthrow the damn court together, kill the old witch Cixi, sleep all the wives, concubines and children of the emperor, and then lit the sky lanterns one by one, and died a hundred times more painful than I am now.

The more Jin Batian said, the more hated hell he was, and finally said: Even if I reach the dark world, I will turn into a ghost. I will seek revenge on you one by one, and you will not die easily.

Hearing Jin Batian's words and ruthlessness, the people watching outside the execution ground were extremely angry. He never thought that Jin Batian was about to die and was so arrogant. They cursed one after another. The people who were somewhat miserable by Jin Batian threw some rotten vegetables and stones on the court. The scene suddenly became chaotic. General Sun Ba, who had been guarding the court, immediately commanded the soldiers and soldiers to control the situation, in order to prevent the rioters from rushing up to disturb the executioner's execution.

Just when the chaos was in chaos, a rumbling sound of cannons was heard. Ma Liu, the executioner of the Ministry of Justice, immediately started to execute the execution. First, his deputy took out a pitch-black net and shook it open on the spot. The two apprentices quickly took the net and put it on Jin Batian. This net was different from the fishing net. It was made of human hair and mixed silk. It was quite strong and flexible. When Lingchi had too many knifes to cut, it was used to measure the flesh. The black net's mesh thread was strapped into the flesh, leaving a large blood mark the size of a copper coin.
Chapter completed!