Chapter 2157

With Xuezong's work habits and means, don't ask if you don't understand why Xuezong people want to take risks by means of impersonation?

After a person's mind is dug out, that person will certainly listen to the dispatch of Xuezong and work for Xuezong. However, Yanglin uses people to fake it. Is there any secret?

After seeing this man's face clearly, Mo Wen looked at him suspiciously and asked subconsciously, "have you been impersonating Yanglin for nearly 30 years?"

"Yes, I have nothing to say since I have been seen through by you! If you want to kill or cut, whatever... "Fake Yang Lin put on a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, as if to tell Mo Wen, since it's in your hands, then kill it, want to get information about the dark sect from him, delusion.

"Ha ha!" Don't ask ha ha a smile, released this false Yang Lin's hand, nine silver needles, already controlled this person's various veins and acupoints.

"You... What do you want to do?" False Yang Lin know Mo Wen is a doctor, but at this moment, Mo Wen with a silver needle in his body disorderly prick, he immediately flustered God, don't know this Mo Wen exactly what to do.

"Is it not good to help you get rid of the control of Xuezong?" Don't ask a little smile, in false Yang Lin's body point a few, this middle-aged man suddenly whole body as if by the person make body method general, can't move.

"Can you lift it? No... this... This is impossible... "In false Yang Lin's psychology, every means of blood sect can't be easily removed, even Mo Wen, who has excellent medical skills, is no exception. Therefore, when Mo Wen says to remove the blood mark of blood sect for himself, false Yang Lin thinks it's impossible.

"Not yet. I can't do it!" Don't ask a sneer, it is nine silver needles again, plunge into the body of false Yang forest.

However, at the moment when the nine silver needles pierced into his body, fake Yang Lin's facial expression began to twist, and then his whole body began to twitch.

"Don't... Stop... You'll make me dead like this. Once you touch Xuezong's technique, my whole body strength will rush into my head, and finally burst into death. Stop it... You little beast... Kill me now, don't torture me..." false Yang Lin wailed bitterly.

And the more than a dozen people around the fake Yang forest were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

They naturally know how miserable this end is. If they are betrayed by Xuezong, the end is that life is not as good as death, and they will die without a whole body.

I don't know how many years they have seen so many brothers and sisters who were executed for betraying Xuezong. Today, don't ask if they can really untie the control of Xuezong? From the pain look of false Yang Lin, this boy just wants to get the information he wants from false Yang Lin.

"Stop it? So tell me, who are you? Where is Yanglin now? And... What are you doing for decades? What is your mission? " Don't ask a sneer, holding nine silver needles in his hand, shaking in front of the false Yang Lin, as if to tell the false Yang Lin, if you don't say, the silver needles will immediately plunge into his body, make him more painful.

"Don't you already know? Yanglin and Lingfei are now in the hands of Xuezong, but... Xuezong's puppet base, not everyone can go in. As long as someone goes in, don't think about it! " False Yang Lin is biting his teeth in pain, enduring the torture that life is not like death.

"I don't have enough silver needles!" Don't ask to smile, smile is very evil, nine silver needles immediately once again into the false Yang Lin body.

"Ah..." the wailing sound resounded all over the world. After the third insertion of nine silver needles, fake Yang Lin's body was soaked with sweat, and his lips, facial muscles, eyes and other places began to twitch. This guy can really bear it. In such pain, Fake Yang Lin still insists on enduring: "don't... Don't ask... You... You stop... I... I really don't know..."

"Well, it seems that you are a tough guy. You don't even know your name?" During the conversation, Mo Wen took out nine silver needles again, so he made an appearance of continued needling.

"Don't... don't..." false Yang Lin was scared. Under such pain, he had already died. It was as if there were countless insects in his body biting every vein of his body. It was so painful. To tell you the truth, few people could endure it for a long time. He blocked Mo Wen's hand holding the silver needle with his hand and cried in pain: "I said... My name is he Yu, I used to be a guard around Yanglin. Just because I am familiar with Yanglin, so... I was arranged by Xuezong in Huaxia, pretending to be... Yanglin... My task is... "

Just now, this guy named He Yu suddenly spewed a blood mist out of his mouth.

"Hey... Don't pretend to be dead..." don't ask. He rushed up immediately and took he Yu's pulse. His face changed instantly.

"Don't ask, don't dream... Xuezong's technique, absolutely don't allow anyone to betray Xuezong, because he said something to you that shouldn't be said, so... He died..." just when Mo asked whether his silver needle was in the wrong position, a hand of He Yu suddenly stood up and said with a sneer.

"Oh?" Mo Wen threw He Yu's body on the ground. After he pulled out the silver needle from He Yu, he stood up and looked at the dozen people in front of him. He sneered and said, "Xuezong's method is really powerful... It seems that I don't want to underestimate Xuezong too much."

With that, he walked slowly towards the dozen people.

"You... You don't come here. What do you want to do? I'll tell you... We won't tell you anything! "

"As you saw just now, he Yu died just because he told you his real name... Xuezong won't let us go! I won't let you go... You'd better stop as soon as possible! Otherwise... "

"Otherwise, you will die, and even the people around you will be made into puppets by the blood clan!"

"Ha ha!" Mo Wen laughs. Unexpectedly, these religious masters are afraid of death. Surrounded by his dark fog, their accomplishments have been limited. So Mo Wen can slaughter these masters of Xuezong at will. If not, Mo Wen really has no chance of winning: "you should know that I hate being threatened!"

"This is not a threat... We are telling you that there is no good end for those who offend the dark sect, the blood sect and the demon world! Don't ask... You... Don't mess around! "

"Then I also tell you that although you are dead, you are not the same as others. Your spirit is still there. I am proficient in ghosts. Even if you are dead, as long as your soul is controlled by me, I can get what I want to know from you... How? Do you want to try? " Don't ask to put away the silver needle and stretch out your fingers. The dark soul ring suddenly burst out a white light.