Gao Yan followed closely behind.

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In the hall.

Fu Liushang sat quietly on the chair, supporting his chin with one hand, as if thinking about something.

Not long after, a slight footsteps came in.

"Is there any result?" Fu Liushang stood up and looked at the man in black at the door.

"I still refuse to say it!" The man leaned against the edge of the door and said with his hands crossing his chest. His eyes were full of hostility and his voice was particularly cold.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin!" Fu Liushang snorted coldly: "It's better to mention his brain and force everything in his head to dig out! Use magic to read the memory!"

"No! That's too rough! Forced to dig your brain, the information you get is likely to be chaotic, and it will cause loss and be difficult to dig it all!" The man in black shook his head, and suddenly his mouth raised, revealing a ferocious smile: "It's better to directly capture his soul! He hooked out his three souls and seven spirits and refine it! Let him suffer torture day and night! No one can bear the burning of the Yin Fire! The mental torture is far beyond the physical body! In this case, I'm afraid he will be able to trick him in a few days!"

"Hmph, since that's the case, then use this trick!!"

"Hahaha, I have been planning to use this trick for a long time, but the flames that refine the soul have not been prepared. It has been until today, and it is almost ready!" The man in black laughed, turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a hurried figure rushed over.

"Report! Lord Sword God! Not good! Not good! Great things are not good!!"

The man shouted miserably.

But before he finished speaking, the man in black slapped him in the face.

Bang!

The man whirled in the air, fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Kuji! You've disturbed me!" the man in black said lightly and walked away.

If this disciple had no information, I was afraid that this slap would directly swear his head.

Fu Liushang frowned, but said nothing, stared at the disciple who couldn't help vomiting blood and said, "What's wrong?"

"Hui... Hui Ji Sword God... Zhang... Master Zhang and the others... They are all dead, only... Only Master Liu and Lord Luo and the others... They escaped! The rest... were killed by Bai Ye..." The disciple said in vaguely.

"Um?"

Fu Liushang suddenly stood up, his face looking ugly.

"Where are their people?"

"Already rested in the back hall."

"Call them to see me!"

"Yes!" The disciple wiped the blood from his mouth and walked out in a mess.

But at this moment.

Dong!!!!!!

A shocking sound broke out.

Then, a magnificent voice came.
Chapter completed!