Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"If you didn't disguise yourself before you were brought here, I wouldn't have used the Azure Soul Whip on you. Your life would have been used as an offering for the Azure Soul Bone. It could be said that you wouldn't feel any pain at all."    

"But now, you've come here, yet you still want to leave here alive. You must be dreaming!"    

No human Martial Cultivator could survive in his hands. He could no longer remember how many human Martial Cultivators he had killed in this room.    

All the human Martial Cultivators who had come in here had never been able to get out alive. Not before, not now, and certainly not in the future.    

"My lord, I beg of you, please kill me. I am of no use to you either. Why waste your energy whipping me?" The red clothed Martial Cultivator begged with a sullen face.    

"Just give him a quick death." The other three human Martial Cultivators also could not bear to watch any longer and said to Lang Tianjiao.    

The three of them were not afraid of death, but they knew that most of the human Martial Cultivators could not do what they did.    

Therefore, even if this red clothed Martial Cultivator was afraid of death, they did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.    

There were far too many human Martial Cultivators who were afraid of death. On the contrary, there were very few human Martial Cultivators who were not afraid of death!    

Hearing the three people begging for mercy for the red-clothed Martial Cultivator, a savage smile appeared on Lang Tianjiao's face: "Who said you were useless? You can let me vent my anger."    

"Even if you have to endure a hundred thousand times the pain, as long as you can bring me some happiness, your death is worth it."    

"I just like to see the expression of a human Martial Cultivator when he can't endure the pain."    

Lang Tianjiao's words made the red clothed Martial Cultivator despair.    

He no longer begged for mercy, but instead cursed at Lang Tianlao. He wanted to anger him so that he would kill him in anger.    

Unfortunately, Lang Tianjiao didn't care about his cursing and started to beg for mercy.    

But no matter how much the red clothed Martial Cultivator begged for mercy, Lang Tianjiao did not stop the Long Whip in his hands.    

Looking at the painful expression on the red clothed Martial Cultivator's face, Lang Tianjiao became more and more excited.    

Qin Ming, who was standing outside, witnessed the entire scene. He clenched his fists tightly, and the hatred he had for Lang Tianjiao grew in his heart.    

He realized that there were quite a few people among the Poison Demons. They could not be called human beings, and they built their happiness on the pain of others.    

The more painful the human Martial Cultivator was, the happier he would be.    

It was the same for Lang Tianjiao, and it was also the same for the Poison Demon who had killed the human Martial Cultivator.    

Even many of the Poison Demons around Lang Tianjiao had excited expressions on their faces as they looked at the red clothed Martial Cultivator's painful appearance.    

In the end, the red-clothed Martial Cultivator was beaten to death. Even if he was beaten to death, Lang Tianjiao would not be able to vent his anger, so he whipped the corpse twice.    

"What a piece of trash, he can't even take a beating!" Lang Tianjiao put away the Azure Soul Whip and looked at the other three human Martial Cultivators: "It's still better for you strong-willed Martial Cultivators to take a few hits!"    

The more determined a human Martial Cultivator was, the less likely he was to be beaten to death. This was what he had learned from whipping Martial Cultivators for many years.    

Looking at the Azure Soul Whip in Lang Tianjiao's hand, the three human Martial Cultivators more or less had some fear in their eyes.    

Although their wills were firm, they were still normal people.    

When they were being whipped, their strong wills made them not submit to the Poison Devils, but that didn't mean that they were not afraid of pain.    

The Azure Soul Whip was able to directly whip the soul of the human Martial Cultivator. This kind of inhuman pain was definitely not something that an ordinary person could endure.