Chapter 1227: The Agony of Seeking Death Without Release
Just making him a cripple?
No, that’s still not enough.
For such scum, besides breaking him mentally, we must make him wish for death rather than living.
After destroying his Dantian, Liu Zixuan tossed him onto the ground, ready to drag out another elder from inside to deal with, when suddenly a loud crash came from the window.
A naked figure flew backwards with the shattering glass, landing not far from Liu Zixuan’s feet.
Then, the Sword Demon leaped in from the window and spat at the elder: "Trying to escape? Did I give you permission?"
The elder frowned, struggling to prop himself against the wall. He glanced at the two Life and Death Realm experts before him, a bizarre expression on his lips: "To kill us, did all your Life and Death Realm members from Star Sea come? Quite flattering, indeed!"
No, having two Life and Death Realm experts deal with these scum is not to flatter them, but to emphasize the importance of this matter.
Martial Artists bullying ordinary people breaks the taboo of Martial Arts and deserves global persecution by Martial Artists. Such people are not worthy of living in this world!
The Sword Demon crouched, eyes brimming with coldness, his voice icy: "You should know my name, and you should know, back then they called me the Sword Demon, the ruthless Sword Demon of endless slaughter, the Sword Demon who severed all ties with the Heartless Sword Dao, so you should definitely know how rhythmic I can make your death!"
The elder’s expression changed drastically at these words, fear flooding his eyes.
𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
The Sword Demon, with his Heartless Sword, was infamous worldwide back then, truly a man who killed anyone who stood in his way, terrifying even those seasoned warriors who had experienced countless battles and dared not face him directly!
Thinking of those killed by the Sword Demon, the elder became even more terrified.
The Sword Demon chuckled, then stood up and looked at Liu Zixuan: "Want to compete?"
Compete?
Liu Zixuan was taken aback: "Compete in what?"
"Compete who makes them suffer more!" the Sword Demon said with a meaningful smile.
Liu Zixuan suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back, as if picturing some bloody scenes, also secretly thankful that Luo Xi and Qiqi weren’t here today, otherwise they would definitely have nightmares.
Spreading his hands: "Sure, I can also learn from Sword Demon senior."
"Then watch closely."
The Sword Demon’s right hand suddenly flashed, fingers lightly pointing a few times on the elder’s body, immediately causing blood to splash from his wrists and ankles.
Severing his tendons and muscles, this method seemed to be just an appetizer for the Sword Demon.
The ear-piercing screams resounded through the living room; despite being a strong Innate Emperor Realm Third Heaven, the elder was drenched in sweat.
"Kill me, kill me!"
"I’ll kill you, but not now!"
After speaking, the Sword Demon raised his hand and struck the elder’s Dantian, but instead of destroying it, he infused it with his Inner Strength.
Every Martial Artist’s Inner Strength varies with cultivation techniques, and once clashed with each other, they repelled.
Under such conditions, the collision of Inner Strength would first boost the elder’s power, and then instantly blast his Dantian.
In other words, it’s like letting him ascend to Heaven instantly, but before enjoying Heaven’s pleasure, dropping him into Hell.
Honestly, upon realizing the Sword Demon’s intention, Liu Zixuan’s heart twitched slightly; how ruthless the Sword Demon is!
Only now does it seem that he was too merciful to his enemies before.
Watching the Sword Demon torture that elder, seeing him wishing for death over living, Liu Zixuan’s side elder trembled uncontrollably, stuttering: "Please kill me!"
Liu Zixuan lowered his head with a mocking smile: "Do you know what it means to wish for death but can’t have it?"
"You..." The elder’s face flushed suddenly, attempting to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
But, Liu Zixuan wouldn’t give him the chance, pinching his cheeks to immediately immobilize him.
With his eyes darting twice, a smile tugged at his lips as he lifted the elder.
Suddenly, several ordinary Silver Needles appeared in his hand.
"What do you intend to do?" The Martial Artist didn’t know Liu Zixuan’s plans but knew it wouldn’t be good!
Liu Zixuan smiled meaningfully: "Your Dantian is destroyed; now let’s shatter your meridians. I’ve always had a curiosity; as a Martial Artist’s meridians expand with Realm advancement, what’s it like if they shatter one by one?"
Well then, the Sword Demon merely tortured that elder with his Dantian, while Liu Zixuan used the more sensorially painful meridians.
These two guys, probably not much distinguishable!
Meridian after meridian snapped and shattered under the Silver Needle’s attack, leaving the Martial Artist collapsed on the ground, blood flowing in his veins, his Dantian broken, and his meridians severed, yet he struggled to breathe.
His whole body seemed like countless insects were biting him; this kind of pain probably no one could endure a second time, driving him crazy because he couldn’t even die!
An entire hour, these two elders seemed to have gone through eighteen layers of Hell’s torture.
With not a single part of their bodies unscathed, but even in such a state, they lived, and by Liu Zixuan’s means, stood in the living room, both wearing smiles.
Though their smiles didn’t reach their eyes, in such conditions, it’s terribly amusing, while also greatly satisfying!
The Sword Demon washed his hands: "Haven’t done this for a while, really quite exhausted! I’ll head to the car to rest; you handle the rest."
Liu Zixuan glanced at the swaggering Sword Demon, then looked at the two elders: "From the moment you stepped into Star Sea, you should have expected this fate."
"Kill...kill me..." the elder struggled to speak.
"Don’t worry, you won’t live!"
Two blinding lights flashed from Liu Zixuan’s fingertips and instantly pierced towards the two elders, ending their lives in a heartbeat.
Satisfying, isn’t it?
Maybe temporarily, but thinking of those ordinary people they killed, the young women they humiliated, Liu Zixuan’s heart was still filled with endless rage.
But they are not the source of evil; during the coming fight, the entire Angel Sect will payoff for this!
Downstairs, inside the car.
"Finished?"
Liu Zixuan nodded, sat in the driver’s seat, lit a cigarette, and slowly smiled: "It’s time for us to leave."
"These two are just the lowest elders of the Angel Sect." The Sword Demon said nonchalantly.
Liu Zixuan raised his brows: "What about the higher-ups? Can they escape the call of Death God?"
The Sword Demon paused, then suddenly laughed: "I like you, kid!"