I really can't control myself

Linton is testing his skills here. This Venerable Xiaolan at least cut off his own head, which was a reasonable process. Linton now wanted to test how far his ability could go.

If you just force others to obey your orders, then this ability should be called a mandatory order, rather than just following your words. He now wants to try what type of ability it is.

Then the next moment, Venerable Renyue in front suddenly hugged his head, and his whole body began to howl in pain.

Obviously, this struggle was also the full strength of Venerable Renyue, and he also burst out with quite strong power between life and death. However, the level of the power of law was still too far apart. The next moment, Linton suddenly heard the clear sound of muscle tearing.

Obviously, what suddenly cracked was Venerable Renyue's neck. Yes, it cracked inexplicably. A large amount of blood poured out of the crack like no money, and Venerable Renyue tried very hard to remove himself. He held his head down, but there was absolutely no way to resist.

After all, as his head began to separate, his strength became smaller and smaller. As a physical practitioner, he doesn't have many magic skills. He relies on his physical strength. Now he has no other means except to hold down with all his strength.

Of course, the effect of his efforts was not that good. After struggling for about ten seconds, more blood suddenly spurted out, and his head suddenly flew up. This time, it was really completely separated from the body.

And here, after a period of twitching, Venerable Renyue's body completely lost its support, leaned back and fell to the ground.

But his head was floating directly in front of Linton at this time. Just like Linton's words, his head flew directly away.

This situation was obviously beyond the level of a mandatory order. Linton nodded slightly when he saw this situation.

Then he looked at Venerable Xiaolan who was still playing the violin next to him. He was resisting quite tenaciously. Although he was still playing vigorously, he still hadn't given up yet. His eyes kept staring with an expression on his face. Quite twisted and desperate.

It was obvious that he knew that he couldn't resist for much longer. His neck was cut in half. He was still alive because of the physique of a cultivator. For them, the part that is more important than the neck should actually be the inner palace. For example, Ling Nanxian, who just took a shot of himself, still has one breath left, but even if he survives, he is already dead. For cultivators, it would be better to die directly than to become useless.

Of course, even if it is not that critical, it is impossible for a cultivator to survive without his head. This is not Xing Tian.

At this time, Xiaolan didn't want to give up. When Linton looked over again, he already knew that there was no other way and looked directly at Linton with pleading eyes. He wanted to beg for mercy this time, but he was speechless.

"Stop for a moment." Linton really asked him to stop. Of course, he didn't really want to spare him, but Linton wasn't testing. The lives of these two people didn't matter to Linton at all. He now wanted to know how far his ability could go.

Xiaolan finally stopped playing the piano. At this time, half of his neck was covered with blood. Half of his neck was cut by himself. Due to the constant pulling, the flesh and blood on the other side of his neck rolled up, which was quite terrifying. Of course, although it looks scary, this kind of injury can be saved by a cultivator.

However, Venerable Xiaolan also knew that the matter was not over yet, and now even the lives of several people were in Linton's hands. To be precise, it should be in the mouth.

He also saw that Linton could decide their life or death with just a word, and because he knew the power of law, he also knew that Linton was using the power of law.

But he didn't know that this power could actually reach this point.

Just because he knew it, he couldn't understand how Linton did it. Does the power of this law have such ability?

Venerable Xiaolan didn't know that it was mainly because the power of law he controlled was too weak, just superficial. And one thing I don’t understand is that quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

The power of laws he has mastered really does what Phoenix said it can only enhance the power of some spells, which is the most basic use.

This was also the case when Linton bought D-level power of law.

But the B-level one has completely reached the level of qualitative change, and it looks like another skill.

Although he couldn't read or understand it, he just wanted to beg for mercy now. It's just that he tried hard to speak, but couldn't do it at all. After all, only half of his neck was left. What else could he do besides spitting out blood?

But Linton seemed to be particularly cooperative, because the next thing he said was: "Come on, restore it to me."

The next second, the bloody wound of Venerable Xiaolan suddenly began to change, but it was not like the way Linton used the time stone to return it to its original state. Instead, it suddenly began to grow new flesh, quickly filling it up. The part that was cut off.

In just a few seconds, the curled wound here was restored to its original state. Except for the large pool of blood on Venerable Xiaolan's body, it was impossible to tell that the other party had just received such a serious injury.

"Is this okay?" Linton looked at the situation in surprise. He could only say that this skill is a bit awesome. It can really be realized just by saying it, right? It seems to be true.

So the next moment, regardless of the situation of Venerable Xiaolan here, Linton shouted excitedly: "Quick, let me take off!"

Linton even made a gesture of Ultraman taking off, preparing to take off directly in the next moment. As a result, he waited in silence for a while, but nothing happened.

"Fuck!" Linton shook his hand violently. This embarrassing situation made Linton ready to press his toes on the floor, "I said as I promised, I trust you so much, and this is how you repay me? "

He didn't know who Linton was questioning, and apparently no one responded to him.

"Is the password wrong?" Linton said, raising his hands in the air, "Swat!"

Obviously there was still no movement, and it felt even more shameful.

"Fuck you!" Linton yelled again, "What the hell is this skill? What use do you have? Give me your money back!"

There was still no movement, and Linton didn't know who he was competing with.

"Forget it, forget it, no, it's nothing. The more I think about it, the angrier it becomes." Linton began to gnash his teeth as he spoke, and saw the newly recovered Venerable Xiaolan panicking in front of him.

However, Linton did not continue to ravage this guy. Instead, he looked at Ren Yue, whose head was already flying, and said, "Come on, just resurrect yourself and show me."