Chapter 457: Cultivation? Practice magic?

She could read the names of the men who died in her hands, background.
"I killed 30,886 men."
Everyone in the audience was shocked.
The celebrities are decent, and most of the disciples are still relatively naive. I never thought that there would be such a puppet in Xiuxian Realm.
"But I killed all the people I should kill."
Throwing a root jade in the storage space into the sky, the jade is magnified, and the names of the men and the evils they have done are displayed.
Yange asked, "Why can't I kill such a man?"
"What's wrong with killing them?"
"The Endless School can kill the wicked and get a good name for it. Why do I kill these people but give me a devil's name?"
"I have come all the way, worthy of the world, worthy of myself. Today you say that I am a demon, and I disagree!"
She spoke loudly, word by word, and assaulted everyone's minds like a pinch.
Yeah, what a wrong person to kill them!
The thin-skinned man of Wuyai sentimentally tightened the sword on his own waist because of his words: "You, you obviously kill them to gain your own interests, you are sophistry!"
"My interest? What is interest?" Yange sneered: "Famous in the world is called interest, for the sake of your own heart is also an interest, you dare to say that you do not have a little bit of ingredients that are beneficial to yourself this time? When you humiliate this man on the ground, you have no selfishness? "
She was so aggressive, her black-and-white clear eyes, so stubborn and determined to confront the man in front of her.
"How can this be the same?" The young Woundless disciple is not only young, but also has few things to go through. He is flushed with irritation by Yange: "How can this be the same?"
"What's different, you say?"
"You, you and those men, all do that kind of thing, you ..."
Because he was angry, he could not speak clearly.
But everyone understood what he meant.
Yange looked up and laughed: "Since you have used the secret method to see the memory in his mind, you should know that I had no practice at all and was a weak woman with no power to kill chickens."
"Why don't you show everyone the pictures of those people torturing me when I'm killing those people?"
"I was never as good as you. I was born to be able to cultivate, and even less like you. I was able to enter the Endless School and act in the name of righteousness. It is normal for you to look down on me."
"It's just that you ask yourself, what will happen to you when you get to my situation? Is it possible, to be ashamed of yourself? Or just die? Or just watch those people do evil?"
"There are elders who are good at illusions. If you can ask yourself to do better than me, then you can try your own state of mind in the sights that have gone through my experience. Good, then I am convinced to take it orally, and I am willing to confess my sins before the people in the world! "
The words were sharp and pressing, and the thin disciples of the boundless faction turned pale and stood back two steps under the words of the words.
"You dare?"
"You, you ..." The thin disciple even said a few words to you, but couldn't say the next words.
It was the other man who had not spoken and was a little older. He raised his head slightly and looked at the words.