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Chapter 813 Torture and interrogation

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    Ye Qianxing took out the thunder sword and patted the middle-aged man in black on the face, looking proud of the villain.

    "What's going on? Now it's in my hands. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

    Ye Qianxing smiled evilly.

    The middle-aged man in black: ""

    "Don't speak? You are quite tough. However, I would like to see if you are tough-minded or tough-tongued."

    With that said, Ye Qianxing turned his hand, and the Lei Qie sword danced with a sword flower, and the newly healed wound on the broken arm of the middle-aged man in black suddenly exploded.

    Blood spurts out for free.

    The middle-aged man in black still can't move, but he still feels it. This feeling of pain but being unable to struggle or shout is too uncomfortable.

    "Still not talking? You are indeed tough, but I don't believe there are truly tough people in this world."

    Ye Qianxing looked serious and waved her hands quickly.

    There was a puff, and a sharp sword light slashed through the other arm of the middle-aged man in black.

    With a pop, the arm was broken off, just like the left arm. Blood was spurting out from both sides, like a fountain.

    The middle-aged man in black: ""

    "If you haven't said anything yet, I really have the guts, so I'll let you taste the pain of your soul again."

    Ye Qianxing said as a black flame danced on her fingertips.

    It is the dark flame of Lingyou.

    Under the control of Ye Qianxing, Lingyou's dark flame entered the middle-aged man in black's eyebrows. The next moment, Ye Qianxing could clearly see a look of extreme pain flashing through the eyes of the middle-aged man in black.

    Even his facial expression changed and became a little ferocious.

    Every part of the middle-aged man in black's body was restrained, even his face was no exception, but at this time, the pain was so painful that he exceeded his limit.

    He suddenly broke free from the shackles of his face.

    This kind of torture lasted for more than ten minutes before Ye Qianxing took back the small flame of ghostly flames.

    The pain in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black dissipated a little.

    It¡¯s just that his eyes and face were obviously much more haggard, and there was even more despair and death in his eyes.

    "I have to say, you are indeed the most kind person I have ever seen. After going through so much torture, you can still stop."

    Ye Qianxing gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged man in black, but the latter's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but couldn't open his mouth.

    I can¡¯t even hum.

    His eyes were full of anxiety, the kind of anxiety that made him want to speak but couldn't express himself.

    ¡°He was completely imprisoned by me and couldn¡¯t speak at all.¡±

    Qi Niu finally couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and took the initiative to speak.

    Ye Qianxing nodded.

    Of course he knew that the middle-aged man in black didn't speak because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't say it. After all, he had experienced it himself.

    What he just did was actually an act of revenge against the middle-aged man in black. He had not forgotten that he was choked by this guy before and could not speak. This guy actually kept provoking him.

    Returning the humiliation suffered a hundredfold has always been Ye Qianxing¡¯s purpose.

    But now that he¡¯s done venting, Ye Qianxing doesn¡¯t plan to play anymore.

    "Well, Senior Prisoner Niu, please unblock his mouth."

    Prisoner Niu played the guqin, and the middle-aged man in black suddenly opened his mouth wide, and blurted out a sentence from his mouth almost at the same time.

    "I say, I say anything!"

    Seeing him like this, he was really scared.

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    Ye Qianxing stopped talking nonsense. The reason why he did not kill the middle-aged man in black directly, but tortured him in every possible way, besides revenge and frustration, he also had another purpose, which was to ask him about the Saint.

    Ye Qianxing has always been very concerned about whether the saint is Xia Xiaoyu. If she doesn't ask clearly, Ye Qianxing will never give up.

    "Let me ask you, what is the name of the saint?"

    Ye Qianxing asked directly.

    The middle-aged man in black was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Ye Qianxing to ask him about the Saint.

    Seeing this guy in a daze, Ye Qianxing was not polite, and small black flames appeared on his fingertips again.

    The middle-aged man in black was so frightened that his pupils shrank suddenly, obviously he had a psychological shadow on Ye Qianxing¡¯s ghostly underworld.?

    "No, I said, I said, Her Royal Highness the Saint's name is Dongfang Yuhuang."

    "Oriental Jade Phoenix?"

    Hearing this, the light in Ye Qianxing's eyes dimmed significantly.

    Did he really admit his mistake?

    However, Ye Qianxing still did not give up and continued to ask.

    "Tell me about the origin and identity of your saint."

    "Origin? I don't know the origin of Her Highness the Saint. After all, I am just a small figure in the Holy Soul Palace. I only know that Her Highness the Saint is the only disciple of the Holy Lord. In the Holy Soul Palace, one person is worthy of the name and outnumbers ten thousand people.  Above that, I really don¡¯t know the rest, and I¡¯m not qualified to know either.¡±

    The middle-aged man in black said.

    "A little person? Haha, are you taking me for a fool? You are a powerful Demon Soul Emperor, and a high-level Demon Soul Emperor. Could it be that you are a little person?"

    Ye Qianxing sneered, obviously not believing it.

    The small black flame that was seen moved, and the middle-aged man in black was frightened and hurriedly explained.

    "I really didn't lie to you. Even though I am a high-level demon soul emperor, I am not even an elder in the Holy Soul Palace. In the Holy Soul Palace, you must at least be in the realm of demigods before you can become an elder.  level, otherwise, he is a small person, without any right to speak, and at most he is a powerful thug."

    The middle-aged man in black was really frightened by Ye Qianxing, so he didn't hide anything at all and directly revealed the combat power of the Holy Soul Palace.

    The way Ye Qianxing looked at him did not look fake.

    He simply didn¡¯t have the time or energy to come up with a flawless lie, so Ye Qianxing believed him.

    But this only made Ye Qianxing's heart sink even more.

    ¡°After all, he still underestimated the Holy Soul Palace. Even high-level demon soul emperors can only be thugs, and only demigods can enter the elder level.

    This Holy Soul Palace is definitely countless times more powerful than any force in the spiritual world.

    "Describe the appearance of the saint."

    Ye Qianxing said, but the middle-aged man in black said directly without even thinking about it.

    "Her Highness the Saint has always been wearing a veil to show herself to others. In the entire Holy Soul Palace, there are probably no more than five people who have seen Her true face. I don't have the qualifications at all."

    Next, Ye Qianxing asked other questions about the Saint, but unfortunately, the middle-aged man in black knew very little about the Saint, and Ye Qianxing could not get any information from the few words.

    His brows gradually wrinkled.

    "Last question, where is the headquarters of the Holy Soul Palace?"

    Since he didn¡¯t know about the Saint, Ye Qianxing planned to ask him about the Holy Soul Palace.

    He always had a vague feeling that there should be some kind of connection between himself and the Holy Soul Palace.

    It¡¯s just that this connection doesn¡¯t seem to be very good, so he must know more about the Holy Soul Palace.

    Only if you know yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles without danger.

    "Inuh!"

    The middle-aged man in black was about to answer, but before he could say anything, his face suddenly turned ferocious and flushed.

    Or rather, his whole body became hot.

    "No, retreat quickly!"

    Qi Niu¡¯s expression changed and he shouted at Ye Qianxing.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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