If Yichen was obedient, perhaps Zhu Xian would use thunder strikes to kill Yichen instantly after getting the Emperor's weapon, and relieve all kinds of pain and torture.

On the contrary, if Yichen refuses to cooperate, he will not only be humiliated by Zhu Xian, but he will still be unable to escape the clutches of the devil in the end.

"Master, let him lift his confinement."

Thirteen's anxious voice came, reminding Yichen to get rid of the suppression of confinement first.

Zhu Xian’s cultivation strength is very different from Yi Chen, and there is no possibility of fighting with both sides based on cultivation.

However, if the sun and moon space can operate normally, Thirteen believes that there is a way to get Yichen out of his body.

"That makes me think about it."

Yichen lowered his head and thought, as if he was making a choice. After a long time, he raised his head and said to Zhuxian.

"My patience is not very good, and I don't have much time to wait. Let's make a decision quickly."

Seeing Yichen seemingly afraid, Zhu Xian was happy, but his face remained cold as ice, and his voice became old-fashioned.

As long as Yichen is willing to take the initiative to offer the Emperor's weapon, Zhuxian can afford to wait even if he thinks about it for another day and a half.

After all, whether or not you recognize the master is related to the result of the control of the emperor's weapon.

From Zhu Chao's wound, it can be judged that the imperial weapon on Yichen's body is extremely high, and it is definitely not an imperial soldier in the ordinary sense.

If you can successfully obtain the Emperor's weapon and supplemented by your superb cultivation strength, Zhu Xian's status in the central area will soon be greatly improved.

Of course, killing Yi Chen forcibly seizing the Emperor's weapon was considered a great achievement, but it was not perfect enough.

Although the imperial soldiers who cannot recognize their masters are powerful, they may not be able to act completely according to their own intentions, especially at critical moments, the role they play is difficult to determine.

Yichen's showing of weakness made Zhu Xian think that he was timid. As long as he was harsh and whispered a few more words, Yichen's psychological defense line might collapse.

"I feel very uncomfortable with such suppression if I can lift the jail first."

Yichen shook his head, which could barely move, and showed a discomfort.

The imprisonment imposed by the powerful war king is generally only to give the other party a chance to speak, and the rest of the body cannot move.

This is mainly based on ordinary war king strong men, who do not have enough strength and can control the strength of space confinement, and can only trap people first before making plans.

However, the imprisonment imposed by Zhu Xian on Yi Chen is the imprisonment of the emperor of the super strong. Unlike the imprisonment of the king, Zhu Xian can control almost any part of Yi Chen's body as he wishes, without trapping Yi Chen's whole body to death.

If Zhu Chao hadn't reminded that those vines were related to Yichen, Zhu Xian would have lifted Yichen's confinement long ago.

A mere war king strongman, no matter how he jumps around, he will not pose any threat to a super strongman like Zhu Xian.

Mainly considering that the Emperor's weapon and the person behind Yichen might be supported, Zhu Xian continued to put Yichen in jail.

"I also want to lift the confinement and make you feel more comfortable."

Zhu Xing grinned, smiling and not smiling, and squeezed the wrinkles on both sides of his eyes together, turning into small gullies.

First, following Yi Chen's wishes, and when Yi Chen felt relieved, Zhu Xian suddenly said, "But this is impossible, unless you hand over the Emperor's weapon now."

After exploring Yichen's cultivation again and again, Zhu Xian had no reason to suspect that Yichen in front of him was a first-level war king, and he was truly unrecognizable.

He was originally less than two meters tall, but in the blink of an eye he turned into a three-meter-long giant.

With the creaking sound, Yichen clearly felt that his bones had almost reached the limit of extension during tearing.

If this continues, the bones will be broken for a while and Yichen's body will be divided into two.

"How is it, it's fun." Yichen's face turned red with sweat, but it aroused Zhuxian's smug laughter.

By torture Yichen's body, the purpose of destroying his will was achieved, and he successfully obtained the imperial weapon and Zhuxian used his own methods well.

Although Yichen was in great pain, Zhu Xian knew in his heart that as long as he mastered the size, Yichen would never die like this.

The so-called life is worse than death, which means suffering all the torture. When Yichen cannot bear it, everything becomes much easier.

However, what Zhu Xian didn't know was that Yichen's scream was exaggerated, and in fact it was not very uncomfortable.

The limbs condensed by the five elements can withstand such pulling.

It is just twice as long as you are. This kind of tenacity will not make Yichen live or die.

"You bastard, an old guy, you must die a good death."

Yichen kept shouting and scolding, hoping that Zhuxian would not change his methods and that it would be good to "torture" himself like this.

"Hehe, I still have the strength to curse people, it seems that I have to increase my strength."

Zhu Xian smiled with a dark smile, and his thoughts moved, and unconsciously stretched Yichen's body for more than a meter.

However, Zhu Xian soon discovered the problem. Yi Chen's cry seemed to lack that heart-wrenching feeling.

Suddenly

A light flashed, and Yichen's body suddenly began to return to its original state.

The pulled limbs no longer extend, but gradually compress.

"Not good." Yichen said in secret that it was not good. Because of his excessive exaggeration, Zhu Xian's suspicion.

A burst of chest tightness came, and Yichen felt that his body was squeezed by external forces.

The internal organs seemed to be all piled up together, and even the blood vessels were not running smoothly. The muscles on the body were blocked near the chest cavity. The strong sense of suffocation made it difficult for Yichen to breathe.

"Isn't this much better than before?"

Zhu Xian clearly heard Yichen's discomfort this time, and squeezing would inhibit the speed of his entire bloodline.

Even if you have strong mental power, it is difficult to withstand the various blows caused by physical deformation.

Zhu Xian didn't believe that Yichen's flesh and blood body could have been able to persist. If it weren't for the purpose of obtaining the emperor's weapon, he wouldn't have been interested in changing things like this.

Seeing Yichen becoming more and more unbearable, Zhu Xian felt a little happy.

"The old man is cruel enough!"

Zhuchao, a little far away, despised his father from the bottom of his heart.

In order to seize Yi Chen's imperial weapon, he did not hesitate to do despicable despicable behavior, which was not much nobler than his own feminine aura.

Thinking about how he was still dragging his body, the old man ignored him, but he devoted all his energy to torture Yichen, Zhu Chao couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Looking at Yichen's painful appearance, Zhuchao was even praying that Yichen could persevere. As long as the emperor's weapon did not fall into the old man's hands, he would have a chance.
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