Ye Fan can also understand their envy, jealousy and hatred.
After all, he has only been in Guangming Pavilion and has already reached such a position. It is normal for them to feel some resentment.
Ye Fan ignored them, waved his hand, and almost all the knives pierced the female demon's body at the same time.
Suddenly, dozens of blood holes appeared on the female slave's body.
Seeing those dozens of bloody holes, the people in the audience suddenly took a breath of air.
If the dozens of identical swords just now were a deception, the dozens of blood holes at this moment definitely cannot be faked.
I didn't expect that Ye Fan would do such a trick.
The few monks who were muttering in low voices shut their mouths, fearing that Ye Fan would be unhappy and stab a bloody hole in his body.
After completing its mission, the Vulcan Sword returned to Ye Fan's hands. Ye Fan held the Vulcan Sword in his hand and thrust out a sword.
The place where the stab hit happened to be the female slave's heart.
The female slayer's pupils shrank and she bit the fake death potion hidden in her mouth.
Within a few breaths, her head drooped and her whole body became silent.
"The female slayer is dead. I wonder if you are satisfied with this outcome?"
Di Jiang looked at everyone in the audience with a half-smile.
Most of the monks in the audience were used to being pampered in the Guangming Pavilion. How could they see such a bloody scene? After seeing the death of the female slave, they all left the scene.
"Ye Fan, pack up the body of the female slave, and let's go."
Di Jiang said coldly.
Ye Fan responded, put the female criminal down from the torture rack, and then dragged her body into the torture chamber.
"Lord Dijiang, I wonder how to deal with the body of this female slave?"
Ye Fan pretended to be embarrassed and looked at Di Jiang.
"Burn her. With her status, it is inappropriate to throw her in a mass grave. It is even more inappropriate to be buried with Lord Huangdi. She might as well be turned into a handful of ashes."
Di Jiang closed his eyes and gently massaged his temples.
"Go and deal with it. Come to me in the office when you're done."
After Ye responded, Di Jiang turned around and left the place.
"What are you guys doing standing there? Don't you have eyes? Why don't you clean up the bloodstains all over the floor!"
Ye Fan sternly scolded several young monks standing at the door of the execution room.
Each of those young monks had seen Ye Fan interrogating others, and their fear of Ye Fan could be said to come from their hearts.
After hearing Ye Fan's scolding, several people rushed to clean up the blood stains on Xingtai.
As a result, the only two people left in the execution room were Nv Ba and Ye Fan.
The Na ring on Ye Fan's hand flashed with light.
Immediately, the body of the female demon who was thrown casually on the ground disappeared for a moment, but reappeared on the ground in an instant.
Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction, found a mat, and wrapped the fake body on the ground.
This ring was specially modified by him from the old man so that it could hold living things in it.
Nowadays, even though the female demon has taken the drug to fake death, the vitality inside has not been cut off, so she is still alive.
Because of this matter, he was really distressed for a while, but luckily the old man, the rune master, was there.
At this time, a young monk who was cleaning the execution platform happened to come in.
Ye Fan pretended not to see him, and a ball of flame rose in his hand.
The flame fell on the mat on the ground, and soon a raging fire broke out. Only a human-shaped object could be vaguely seen burning inside.