Bibi Dong signed in her belly, and she was named Douluo upon birth

At this moment, Qian Ju Lei, who was hanging in the air in front of him, looked like a god of death.

The man looked at him tremblingly as he approached, and actually gave up resistance.

A person who can kill his companions in an instant is 100% stronger than himself.

What's more, his martial spirit, Willow Leaf Eel, has died in the opponent's hands. Now, he has no martial spirit and cannot develop powerful soul skills. He is basically useless...

"Who sent you here? Tell me!"

At this time, Qian Julei's eyes were like a knife, reflecting an unusually cold edge.

His voice brought the other person's thoughts back to reality.

"Guru..."

"me……"

The man with a square face hesitated for a long time before finally daring to speak, "I won't say it... If I say it, they will kill me..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Qian Julei asked in a cold voice.

"Of course I'm afraid..."

The Chinese-character face swallowed, not daring to look directly into Qian Julei's eyes, "But if I must die, I would rather die in your hands..."

"Oh? Do you think I will let you die a good death?" Qian Julei frowned, a little funny.

"If I betray them, my life will be worse than death! Being killed by you... at least it will be easier..."

As he spoke, the man with a noble face looked desolate, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the corpse of his accomplice beside him.

Possessing the darkest profession in the continent, they have been cursed with an "evil spirit curse". Once betrayed, the consequences will be disastrous!

Rather than being tortured to death by the curse, it would be better to die in an instant like a companion, which is even a kind of relief.

People like him who lick blood from the tip of a knife have long been aware of such a day.

"You do it!"

At this moment, Guozixian had almost made up his mind. Either way, he would die, so of course he would choose an easy way to die.

"Of course I will kill you!"

Qian Julei said in a gloomy voice.

If you try to harm Qian Renxue, you must die!

However, if he wants to die so easily, then he is too naive!

At this moment, Qian Julei's sleeves erupted with soul power, and a row of things on his body shook out!

Bone-destroying and tendon-destroying powder!Heartbroken!Soul-eating worm!Water Soul Divine Needle!Silver bee needle!Nine fishy crabapples!Bi silkworm blood snake line!Three centipedes, six toads, arsenic smoke...

"Oh my god...what is this..."

The man was instantly shocked when he saw Qian Julei taking out these strange-looking things that also exuded strange smells.

"It's for you."

Qian Julei smiled faintly.

These poisons and poisonous insects were all taken from the hands of the eleven poison refining soul masters, and they were indeed prepared for him.

"You have one last chance! Say it? Or not? If you say it, you can alleviate a layer of pain before you die."

Qianju Lei's eyes were cold, and he had already pulled out three water soul needles from a needle bag that had been corroded and discolored.

The cold light flashed slightly, sharp as a silver needle, with a hint of ice, making people shudder.

"You...what do you want to do?"

An ominous premonition came over the Chinese-character face, but with just these three tiny needles, what else could he do?

However, the next second, Qian Ju Lei swung the needle like lightning, and instantly pierced the opponent's throat with a needle.

"you……"

The other party's throat felt cold. He thought Qian Ju Lei would use such torture methods, but found that other than that, there was nothing unusual.

Suddenly, he sneered in his heart: "There is no difference between this kind of needle prick and mosquito bite. It doesn't seem to be a big deal..."

"Wait, my voice..."

Suddenly, he noticed something. When he touched his throat, he found a piece of ice!

"I just froze your voice with a needle so that you don't scream like a slaughtered pig later and attract others!"

Qian Julei told the other party directly based on his inner thoughts. After all, it was irrelevant. In his eyes, the other party was already a dead person!

At the same time, he had already picked up the "Han Chang Ku", which was a liquid poison, and poured it directly onto Guozi Lian's chest.

"..."

Suddenly, the Chinese-character face's eyes suddenly widened, almost bursting out of their sockets.

In an instant, his body felt like an electric shock. He was convulsing violently. He was clutching his chest as if he was having an epileptic fit. His face was extremely ferocious.

"It seems that these poisons are fine for external application and internal consumption!" Qian Julei smiled and picked up a soul-eating insect with a needle...

When he saw the soul-eating insect, beads of sweat as big as square beans were already rolling down his forehead.

"don't want……"

However, before he could finish speaking, the soul-eating insect had already crawled into his ear, and soon the ear began to bleed.

This kind of scene makes people's scalp numb just looking at it.

Qian Julei was too lazy to try other methods.

"Haha, this feeling should be considered life worse than death!"

Qian Julei leaned down, looked at him and said coldly, "But you can rest assured, I have an antidote here. If you can't stand it anymore, I will save you and then continue to test the poison. I won't let you go." You die immediately, I have so many poisons here, I will definitely make you feel so good that you will explode!"

"Even if you use them all up one by one, at worst, you can sort and stack them again, there will always be something fresh!"

As soon as these words came out, the Chinese-character face was even more crazy with his crazy heart. For a moment, his head nodded desperately, and foam formed in his mouth: "I...I...said..."

It was obvious that this man with the Chinese character face was scared to his core, and no matter what, he did not want to continue to endure the cruel torture of poison refining.

Qian Julei smiled coldly, lowered his head, froze the spread of poison in his heart with the Water Soul Divine Needle, and asked in a cold voice: "Now, are you willing to talk?"

After taking a breath, he nodded fiercely with a Chinese-character face: "I said yes, but, I beg you... just let me die immediately!!"

"can."

This time, Qian Julei did not refuse.

Seeing Qian Julei's indifferent gaze, the man with the Chinese character didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately said in a hoarse voice: "This time, it's Bishop Bai and Master Feng who paid us a lot of money to come..."

"Which Bishop Bai? Which Feng Sect Master?" Qian Julei asked with cold eyes.

"We don't dare to speculate on Bishop Bai's identity. We only know that he is a high-ranking member of Wuhun Palace, at least at the elder level, and Master Feng is the master of Nanfeng City's high-level soul fighting arena! There are many people raising funds, and they are Want to kill the Pope’s son…”

When the Chinese-character face said these words, he almost exhausted all his strength and didn't even delay for half a second.

"If I had told you this earlier, why would you have to suffer more?"

At this moment, Qian Julei's eyes were filled with the same killing intent as before.

Immediately, he raised his right hand and released a penetrating soul power according to the heart of the Chinese character face.

"Thorn..."

The heart burst directly and blood spurted out!

In just this moment, the man was so dead that he could no longer die.

Looking at the man in front of him who actively wanted to die, Qian Julei had more or less confirmed something.

With such a great reputation, it’s hard to get off the tiger!

Being born as a descendant of the Pope, Qian Xunji, the price of having a silver spoon in his mouth is that there are countless eyes that want to assassinate him behind his back.

And some people, just need to borrow a little strength, will make them unable to take care of themselves.