"What do you... want?" Yan Bingyun coughed a few times, endured the fear, looked at Ye Xiu with a pale face and said, "You'd better think clearly. I... am the eldest disciple of the Demon Sword Pavilion, the master is the Yuan... a powerful man in the God Transformation Realm, and four Yuanying Elders. It's still time for me to be released. Otherwise, let my master know that even if you escape to the ends of the world, he will definitely capture you back and avenge me..."

"I'm done?" Ye Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at him with a blank expression. He didn't care about such a threat at all. So what if he transformed into a god? Those who dared to come and cause trouble, they could only spend more effort to kill him, snatch his demon pill, and wanted to leave with a big swagger, right? Yu Guangshu looked at him and said lightly, "Where is my demon pill?"

"I'll... give it to you..." Yan Bingyun's face changed wildly. He felt the murderous intent that spread out from Ye Xiu's body. His hair was also standing up. He didn't dare to talk nonsense. He directly took out the black bear demon pill and the ancient book he had hidden before. He looked at Ye Xiu with a trembling voice and said, "There is also this technique I got in the Immortal Sect. As long as you give me a way out, I'll give it to you. I... can swear that as long as you spare me, today's matter will be written off. I promise that the Demon Sword Pavilion will not cause trouble in the future."

The exercises of the Immortal Sect?

There's really this thing...

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, and the surprise in his eyes flashed. He took the ancient book in Yan Bingyun's hand and did not rush to read it. Instead, he looked at him with regret: "What a pity, you have never heard of the story of a farmer and a snake."

"What farmer... husband and snake?" Yan Bingyun looked confused and even forgot to be afraid.

"Tell you another secret..." Ye Xiu smiled, without explaining what the farmer and the snake were. He saw that he seemed to be asking himself what secret he was. Ye Xiu squatted down and faintly said in his ear, "If I told you, can you help me keep this secret?"

"One...it will definitely happen." Yan Bingyun nodded vigorously, and a trace of Qi Yi also appeared in his eyes and looked at Ye Xiu.

"I have killed the powerful god-transforming realm in your eyes, too." Ye Xiu said that, before Yan Bingyun could wake up from the shock, he crushed his neck with a "bang". Until the vitality in his eyes began to dissipate, he slowly stood up and sighed, saying, "It seems that you have never heard of it. Only dead people can keep secrets..."

"Big... Senior brother is dead?"

"How is it possible..."

Swish!

Seeing Yan Bingyun's body, he was lying not far away, his breath was gone, his body was almost stiff, and many sword cultivators could not accept this scene until now. His eyes were full of confusion, and he kept muttering: "I... don't believe it."

"The elder brother won't be in trouble."

"This is impossible, Master said, "The elder brother is a natural resource and has a spiritual weapon like the Blood Evil Sword. Even if he encounters a strong man in the Yuanying realm, with the strength of his elder brother, he can still have the power of fighting. How could he die at the hands of an ant?"

“…”

Yan Bingyun is dead.

The body is about to cool down.

Not to mention these sword cultivators from the Demon Sword Pavilion.

Even Shi Zhan, Luo Yuheng and others looked at Ye Xiu with shock, stunned, and could not recover for a long time. Qi Wuwei and Zhao Guoxian were even more unbearable. When Ye Xiu crushed the Blood Evil Sword with his own eyes, their eyes almost rolled out.
Chapter completed!