"You, the Shadow Killer Sect, will not have this opportunity. I will definitely eradicate you completely." Su Yi's expression became cold, and then he ordered Xiao Jian: "Xiao Jian, continue to torture him, don't let him die too easily."
Just as Xiao Jian was about to take action, the [Intelligent Chariot] reminded him, "Su Yi, don't bother with that. Let Xiao Meng control him later, and he will tell you everything."
"It's a good idea indeed." Su Yi's eyes lit up and he kicked the hunchbacked old man unconscious.
Then, he called Meng'e to his side and asked, "Xiao Meng, how is the guy you controlled?"
Meng'e said proudly: "That guy is attacking the fake Meng Ling frantically, but it's all in vain."
The only way to escape from the [Dream Space] is to kill the real dream spirit.
But it is difficult to distinguish the real dream spirit from the fake one, and without special means, it is impossible to detect it. In addition, the dream spirit can move instantly, so even the spiritual realm cannot do anything about it.
Su Yi nodded slightly and reminded Xiao Jian: "Xiao Jian, get ready. When the other party shows up, we will kill him together!"
"Understood!" Xiao Jian's aura became fiercer.
Su Yi also took out the Sword of Chaos, and [Body and Sword Become One] slowly began to operate.
When Meng'e took back the [Dream Space], the figure of the pockmarked old man appeared in mid-air, but he seemed a little confused at this time.
After all, I just woke up from a dream and the environment has changed drastically, so I will always feel a little uncomfortable.
Su Yi and Xiao Jian seized the opportunity very well and transformed into two bright sword lights that cut through the sky and pierced through the body of the pockmarked old man before he could react.
"you..."
When the pockmarked old man was dying, there was a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
He had never imagined that a martial artist at the third level of the Divine Realm would be killed by a sword spirit and an ant at the Phantom Spirit Realm.
When the pockmarked old man's broken body fell to the ground, Su Yi put away his storage bag, and then released his fire spiritual energy, burning the bodies of the pockmarked old man and the slightly fat old man to ashes.
After doing all this, he pointed at the hunchbacked old man who had fainted, and ordered Meng'e, "Xiao Meng, control this guy and make him confess everything he knows."
Meng'e said in embarrassment: "Master, this guy is too powerful. I can't control him for the time being."
"Ah?" Su Yi was slightly startled and asked, "What level of people can you control at most?"
Meng'e said: "Below the spiritual realm."
"In that case, there is no other way." Su Yi frowned deeply.
The hunchbacked old man is a warrior at the first level of the Divine Realm, which is beyond Meng'e's control. If he wants to find out information, he can only think of other ways.
Meng'e added: "If I can make his aura weaker, I can still control him."
"Um?"
Su Yi raised his eyebrows.
Generally speaking, after being injured, the breath will become weak, and the more serious the injury, the weaker the breath will be.
According to Meng'e, wouldn't the problem be solved as long as the hunchbacked old man was injured more seriously?
"Xiaojian, cut off this guy's other leg." Su Yi ordered.
With a click.
The sword energy swept across, and the hunchbacked old man's other thigh was separated from his body.
Su Yi turned to Meng'e and asked, "Xiao Meng, is it okay now?"
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