His time is precious and he cannot afford to waste it.

Zhou Yan put away his flintlock pistol and without even looking at Wang Qianchi, he said: "I have skinning, beheading, splitting in chariots, all five punishments, torture, hanging, cooking, castration, beheading, grooming, and ejection of intestines."

, crossing the mountain dragon, riding a donkey, riding a frog pot, inserting bamboo sticks, burying alive, poisoning, beating with sticks, sawing, breaking vertebrae, filling with lead, grooming, draining the intestines, riding a wooden donkey, human pigs and other dozens of methods of death.

.If Sect Master Wang is still so uncooperative, I will ask other members of your sect. But unless Sect Master seeks death quickly, Sect Master Wang will have the honor to try these tortures one by one."

Zhou Yan said, reaching out and gently patting Wang Qianchi's broken left leg.

Wang Qianchi felt that the broken muscles of his left leg were slowly healing, and a stream of cool breath came from it, making him feel very comfortable.

But a moment later.

The coolness dissipated and the sword flashed.

Click!

The left leg that had just recovered was suddenly broken again, and the break was even more serious.

"you--"

Wang Qianchi's expression finally changed.

His face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He looked at his broken leg, then looked up at Zhou Yan and asked in surprise: "Your Excellency, are you the Quanzhen Grandmaster?"
Chapter completed!