There was blood inside and outside the courtyard, but no one made a sound.

When everyone was shocked and speechless, I suddenly heard a "pop" sound. I followed the sound and turned my head to look, but what I saw was a stick of white wax emitting green smoke.

The ghost standing next to the candle is the reincarnation master who just died suddenly with his head crushed. He blew out the candle that represented human life in front of all of us, but no one knew when his ghost

Standing behind us.

As soon as Han Liangzhe spoke, the ghost chuckled and said, "Don't call me by my name, and don't talk about old times with me. I am now called Servant One and I only work for the master. I am also the master's first servant."

"The master said, let me watch you and take you back one by one. I will only take the dead!"

"Kill him!" Han Liangzhe gave the order, and the talisman covered the opponent.

The fire that exploded on the talisman was like deadly fireworks. At first glance, it looked like a cluster of flowers, but at the second look, it looked murderous.

The fire covering the ghost, although extremely explosive, dissipated in an instant. The ghost who called himself Puyi still stood there and sneered: "It's useless. People who die in the hands of the master, except the master,

No one can kill him again. You can continue to fight for your life with the master and try to escape and ascend to heaven."

"The master's three-way drum is going to sound soon. You should hurry up and figure out who deserves to die."

I said solemnly: "Don't worry about it, continue."

Zang Tianji pointed at one person again: "The next person to die is him. He died by being chopped in half."

The disciple of the Reincarnation Department knelt on the ground: "Master, please save me...you must save me! Although I am not your subordinate, I am loyal to the Reincarnation Department!"

Han Liangzhe was so angry that his face turned livid.

This is too embarrassing.

Han Liangzhe resisted the urge to strangle him to death: "Hall Master Li, please let go and do it!"

In fact, I am also a little confused. The methods of fighting for life are secrets that are not passed down by various sects. Even if there is only a few levels of certainty, it is a glimmer of hope in despair. This glimmer of hope is enough to support the warlock to gamble to win or lose.

In fact, my masters are extremely disdainful of the secret method of fighting for life. They don't care about other people's lives, let alone their own lives. In their view, if you can't escape, you will die. The worst is to end up in the eighteenth level of hell.

Therefore, they told me how to fight for my life, but they never taught me.

"Who is wearing a white cloth? Let me use it." I took the white cloth from a reincarnation division disciple and walked towards him. I wrapped the white cloth around his waist, bit off my index finger and wrote a mantra on the white cloth.

In my opinion, beheading is nothing more than using a heavy ax to cut a person into two pieces at the waist. Although the position of beheading is particular, the executioner will not cut the knife half a foot beyond the waist. If it exceeds this size, it is not appropriate.

Cut in half.

I can protect the opponent's waist and maybe give him a chance of survival.

Before I finished writing the incantation, the sound of the urging drum sounded again. The drum-dong sound was clear to my ears, and I moved faster and faster...

At that time, I didn't notice at all that Ye Yang had taken advantage of me to write the runes, took a few drops of the man's blood, and quietly stood aside.

As the last stroke on my side fell, the beat of the third reminder drum also began to get higher and higher...

Feng Ruoxing saw that my face turned pale and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "You won't risk your own life, right?"

"If you want to fight for your life, it's impossible not to pay the price." I responded to Feng Ruoxing, but my eyes were fixed on that person.

"Dong -" the final sound of the drum sounded, and my heart suddenly trembled.

The disciple of the Reincarnation Department who was still sitting on the ground seemed to have been kicked to the ground. He held down his hands and feet at the same time and pulled him back and forth. His figure was suddenly pulled into a straight line.

"Ghost eyes, open -" After the blood light flashed in my eyes, four ghost figures appeared around the disciple of the Reincarnation Division, and the two evil ghosts holding his hands and feet turned to sneer at me.

Two evil ghosts holding big saws were already squatting beside the man, one on the left and one on the right. The sharp saw teeth pressed against the man's waist and eyes.

In ancient times, there were axes, guillotines, and horse-cutting swords for cutting in half, but no matter what torture instrument was used, it was impossible to cut a person into two pieces at once. This was not because the executioner did not have the strength of a martial arts master, but to increase the pain of the death row prisoner.

That's all.

The most effective way to cut off a death row prisoner in half is to use a big saw to cut open the death row prisoner's body bit by bit.

The next second, two evil ghosts pulled the saw blade, and the saw teeth with cold light passed through the man's waist, and the witchcraft spell I left was activated.

Bursts of red light burst out from under the hacksaw. The hacksaw, which was more than half a foot wide, was like an anvil. It rubbed back and forth on the man with a sharp and ear-piercing sound. Sparks continued to shoot out along with the saw blade.

, but the hacksaw did not sink half a minute.

Guarded against it?

According to the ancient rules of beheading prisoners, if the instrument of torture breaks during execution, it means that the prisoner on death row has a strange injustice. Heaven allows him to live, and the executioner is not allowed to change his knife for execution.

As long as my rune lasts until the opponent's saw blade breaks, I will win.
Chapter completed!