"What? Want to kill me? Then hurry up and do it. But even if you kill me, Mu Jingfeng won't recover. Hahaha... How does it feel to watch your sworn brother become a cripple right before your eyes?"
Boom!
Lan Chu Rou's words completely ignited Lian Qingtian and Xiao Chen's fury.
Neither of them spoke, but their actions made their feelings abundantly clear.
Dense sword lights gathered, shooting toward Lan Chu Rou like a rainstorm.
Blazing firelight illuminated the entire palace, while extreme heat filled the space around Lian Qingtian.
In but an instant, the sharp sword lights left hundreds upon thousands of bloody holes across Lan Chu Rou's body.
No blood flowed from those wounds, yet bright flames could be seen burning within them.
It was not that the blood had failed to flow—it had been directly incinerated by the flames.
"Ah..."
Lan Chu Rou let out a bone-chilling scream, rolling about on the ground without the slightest regard for her dignity.
"You think dying will be so easy?"
"Scream. Keep screaming. Weren't you having such a grand time just now?"
Lian Qingtian and Xiao Chen finally spoke, their faces carrying devilish smiles.
Inside the Soul Concealing Canopy, Zhao Yan trembled all over as he witnessed everything.
Earth Immortals possessed tenacious vitality. Lan Chu Rou would not die so easily, and Xiao Chen and Lian Qingtian were controlling their strength, keeping her repeatedly teetering between life and death.
"I shouldn't have to endure such torture, right? After all... other than acting arrogant before Lin Xuan, I never provoked these people."
Zhao Yan shut off his senses and continuously steeled himself, trying to think on the bright side.
He was not afraid of death, but he feared being tortured to death.
Half an hour passed, and Lan Chu Rou had