After Zhou Yan shouted, he stopped saying much. He just wanted to attack and let these people jump out.

Then quickly gave Wang Yu and others a look.

Wang Yu nodded and summoned the army to prepare for the war.

Bang!

"puff!!"

At this time, Ma San spit out a bloody mist in the air, and was uniform by several Qing Tianshi, hitting the ground heavily.

"Cough ..." He coughed blood, and his facial features were painful.

But he was tense all over, knowing what the consequences would be if he was caught, so he immediately got up and wanted to escape.

But a golden knife quietly stood on his neck.

He was stiff, his pupils were frightened, and his skin felt the cold of steel.

"Run, continue to run!"

"Why not run?"

Zhou Yan joked.

Ma San's face was ugly, looking coldly at him.

Slap!

Zhou Yan's backhand is a slap, a shocking sky.

"Why, don't accept it?"

Ma San's mouth was bleeding, his whole body was in a very embarrassing state, and his whole body was even dirty than that of a beggar.

"You!" He gritted his teeth, but the knife was placed around his neck and he dared not do anything.

Tens of thousands of eyes were staring around.

Zhou Jian squatted down with his tall body, looked at his eyes, and said domineeringly: "Who sent you here?"

Ma San said coldly, he was completely different from what he looked like just now.

"I won't tell you if you kill me!"

"Taking less strength!"

"Wang Ba egg, look for death!"

"Fun !!" Fang Jie and others scolded.

Zhou Yan was not angry, just sneered: "That's good, I am all you!"

"The person who dares to kill me, next, you will know what pain is."

A calm voice spoke a devil's whisper.

Ma San's whole body trembled, and he was so cold that his bones were marrow that he became frightened for some reason.

Zhou Jian took action as quickly as thunder, raised his long knife and slashed, leaving no response.

Stab !!

"Ah!!" Ma San's heart-wrenching scream cut through the sky. He covered his ears and rolled on the ground.

Bloody, extremely terrible.

His ears were cut off, and the terrible scene made the people around him scream and panic, and retreated repeatedly.

"ah!!"

"Emperor, you must die a bad death!"

"I just don't say it!" Ma San was in extreme pain and let out a tragic roar.

Zhou Yan doesn't say anything.

Puff ...

Two knives cut off his tendons.

"ah!!"

"No, don't!"

"ah......"

Ma San's scream comes from the instinct of human pain to the extreme.

"don't want?"

"Sorry, I'm just starting!" Zhou Jian sneered, and his voice was heard all around, making people creepy.

Immediately afterwards, he kept moving the knife and gave Ma San a "cosmetic surgery" in public!

The limbs and facial features are all scratched with a long knife.

The screaming of horror, sounding in the night, making the people here frightened that their legs were soft.

Even if Wang Yu's countless murderers watched, they felt cruel!

"ah!!"

"No, don't!"

"My face!"

"My finger!"

"Ah, kill me, kill me!"

He was sorrowful, begging, screaming, and continued, there was only his voice on the whole scene.

In the crowd, Ma San's accomplices watched all this, gritting their teeth, furious, but powerless, and extremely afraid.

It took half a stick of incense.

Ma San is no longer a human being, no ghost, and the wounds are covered in blood, and the flesh and blood are turned on, which makes people disgusted.

Zhou Yan glanced at the crowd of dark crowds and sneered: "Ma San, are you worth doing this?"

"Your accomplices refuse to save you, just watch it."

"Kill me, kill me ..."
Chapter completed!