"This person is very unusual. Should I save him or not?" he thought to himself.

"Are you hesitating?" Yi Du said to Li Yan.

Li Yan said, "I am indeed a little hesitant, but now it's fine." After saying that, the Tai A sword in his hand swung out and stroked across the tiny neck without any hesitation.

"I was killed again. This child's cultivation might be higher than that of the previous man. This is really unusual. These masters cut down without hesitation. If anyone else had probably not been so easy."

"What a pity. Every time I see such a master being killed, I feel a little regretful."[

From the third hour of noon to now, Li Yan has killed more than 200 cultivators, and there are no less than ten cultivators in the supernatural power realm alone, and hundreds of cultivators in the Star realm. Along the way, the evil spirit on his body is extremely strong. If he goes to the tomb, the evil soldiers will probably not dare to approach.

But when Li Yan was constantly killing prisoners, he was also silently calculating in his mind that he had saved twenty-one people from just now. What was precise is that the souls of thirty-one monks were hidden in the storage ring.

"The wonderful use of the storage ring did not disappoint me. Even those people did not notice it."

In fact, it was not that they could not detect it, but that they would not check it at all, because every sword fell by Li Yan was a human head and a life. He had never seen a soul running out. Moreover, these hundreds of people were like this. Isn’t this enough to prove the fact that the soul was destroyed?

It was this idea and Li Yan's strange technique that secretly saved the souls of twenty-one monks.

"It's a pity that there are still a few people who have saved it. If one out of ten people is saved on average, it's really a life-threatening death. But I think the purpose of this execution should not be these people, but the old man." Li Yan's eyes suddenly moved to the prisoners who were taken to him one after another, but at this time, the old man with silver hair was sent up.

After continuing to execute the execution, dozens of monks were killed, finally, after the last prisoner was cut off his head, the old man with silver hair was escorted up by a team of soldiers, but the soldiers did not dare to touch the old man, as if they were very afraid. This alone shows that the old man with silver hair was unusual.

"Damn it, these soldiers don't know who arranged this old guy to the end. Do you still want to delay the time and hope for some changes?" A general watching the battle not far away murmured. He looked at Li Yan's soul and said, "Slay him with my Tang sword as I told me before."

Li Yan replied: "I only have my rules for doing things that require you to talk too much."

"You" showed anger on the general's face: "Listen to me to protect you from worry, otherwise you should understand the consequences. You are a smart person. I won't talk nonsense to you. Kill this old man quickly and destroy his soul."

Li Yan smiled: "I'm so anxious to kill this old man. Is there any secret that cannot be told? You are urged. I will do it when it's time to start, and you need your concern."

"Okay, okay, very good. It seems that you are not punishing the wine if you toast." The general began to get angry.
Chapter completed!