Chapter 468, God Butcher (4)!

Click!

The first sound is gravity crushing.

It's like using the palm of your hand to crush the shell of a peanut in the palm of your hand.

Fang Yan didn't stop there, the hand he was holding the main god's arm was still exerting force.

His expression was grim, and his eyes were murderous, like a vengeful demon king who had fallen into a state of extreme madness.

"You people ---- always don't know what a lesson is. Fang Yan said in a cold voice. "Since you don't know what a lesson is, I'll let you know what wildness is. ”

Fang Yan's right hand kept kneading, and a surging dark energy erupted.

This is Tai Chi Mianjin, although there is a word 'Mian' in the name, it is the most ferocious and domineering kind of energy.

The bones of the Lord God were wrapped in those brocade strengths, and then tightened and compressed.

Click, click, click----

The sound of bones shattering kept ringing out, like crushing a broken peanut into powder.

Fang Yan clasped the meridians of the main god's wrist with his big dragon snatching hand, no matter how hard the main god tried, he couldn't break away.

When Fang Yan pinched the bones of his arm, he felt a cone-like pain.

When Fang Yan commanded the domineering and incomparable strength to rush into himself and crush him again and again, he no longer felt any pain---- because he found that he had suddenly lost contact with the arm holding the knife.

It's like someone has cut off your arm, and for a moment, you don't feel pain.

Fang Yan looked at the frightened and increasingly violent and vicious eyes of the main god, and said, "What is the most painful pain? It is that you can't feel the pain, but you know that something is leaving you----

Fang Yixing died in battle, and Fang Yan felt like this.

This kind of pain is the most corrosive of the human will, and it is also the most difficult to get rid of.

Fang Yan took the dagger from the main god's hand, the dagger with barbs on it.

At this time, the main god no longer had any power to resist.

It is not difficult to beat people, it is difficult to give people away, it is not difficult to give people away, it is difficult to take people.

The real master is not to hit people well, but to be able to easily send people a few meters away.

It's not hard to give away, it's hard to take someone, which means that as long as he touches your body lightly, you can't move in the slightest.

What Fang Yan was using now was the 'take' word formula, which made a supreme master like the Lord God incapacitate like tying up a dragon.

Fear, hatred, helplessness, and other unspeakable emotions.

However, he said disdainfully: "This is what you call wildness? If that's all there is to it, it would be too disappointing---- I have to say that you people are far inferior to us who survived the battlefield in terms of punishment and trial." Nerd, don't you say?"

The nerd was still lying on the ground, with layers of rope tied to him. Without the help of external forces, it is difficult to untie this knotting method called the ninety-ninety-eight knot.

The Lord God remained self-aware, which unfortunately had no effect on the outcome of the battle.

"Really?" Fang Yan glanced at the nerd and asked out loud.

"Yes. The nerd nodded. "Just now they wanted to paint on the scarecrow and the scalp. Compared to what you're doing now---- it's a lot more high-end. ”

"Oh, scarecrow, I've heard of sticking knives in living people, whoever sticks more knives and people don't die is the final winner---- the last ** person is densely packed with knives, just like a scarecrow. What is painting on the scalp?"

As Fang Yan spoke, the dagger in his hand slammed into the heart of the main god.

The dagger is sharp and does not require much force.

He didn't use much strength either, holding the dagger and slowly pushing it into the main god's body.

Very gentle!

Also affectionate!

With each push, the expression of the Lord God became more hideous.

With each centimeter, the body of the Lord God trembled.

When the blade touched the pericardium, the main god's body trembled very violently.

Although he did not have internal vision, he could clearly feel the trajectory of the knife in his body, and knew when it pierced the skin, when it pierced the flesh, and when it was about to pierce the heart----

The heart is pierced, and the person is going to die.

The Lord God is not afraid of death, for death is another journey for him.

However, he was afraid of such a way of dying.

Fear of being able to feel the dagger swimming inside your body, but you don't have the right to choose whether to fast forward or backward.

Fang Yan used that knife to tell you that you were going to die, but you didn't know when you would die.

This sense of oppression before death is a blow to confidence and the most powerful blow to psychological defenses.

The knife was pressed against the outside of the pericardium and stopped moving forward, but it went backwards again.

There were twelve barbs on the dagger, and each backward step tore a piece of flesh from the guts.

The twitching was also very slow, so that the Lord God could clearly feel the pain of his limbs being cut by him.

The main god finally became a little impatient, and said fiercely: "Little white face, there is a kind of giving Lao Tzu a cruel ---- to make Lao Tzu die a happy death." Don't be such a mother-in-law, like a. ”

"What kind of friendship do I have with you, you want to make such a rude request to me?" Fang Yan said mockingly: "I will make your death painful, but it will definitely not be ----- soon"

He was going to slowly torture the Lord God of Death.

Just like they want to torture Lu Chaoge and the bodyguards and secretaries who follow them to death like this.

Fang Yan turned to look at Jiang Longtan and Jiang Fengxing, who looked at him calmly, and said, "Don't worry, you two--- it will be your turn soon." We're still on the ocean, and we've got plenty of time to spend together---- so don't worry, whether we're heading towards your destination or heading back. Don't be in a hurry. ”

Stretching out Fengxing into his arms, the Snake King immediately threatened and shouted: "You'd better not move, otherwise---- I can take your dog life without someone else's action." ”

Ignoring such a threat, Feng Xing still took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, lit the cigarette with a lighter, took a deep breath, and after spitting out a cigarette bubble, he looked at the snake king and said, "Isn't it okay to smoke a cigarette before you die?"

The snake monarch stared at Jiang Fengxing tightly, playing with a small snake with a golden thread in his hand, but he did not answer Jiang Fengxing's question.

He had the sensitivity of an animal, and he felt that the wind was more complicated than he appeared.

Jiang Fengxing had no interest in arguing with the Snake Monarch, looked at Fang Yan and said, "I know, you want to kill the Lord God in the most cruel way, and then let us suffer the pain and arouse our fear of death---- you want to kill us when we beg you for mercy." Does that make you feel more fulfilled?"

Jiang Fengxing's eyes were disdainful, and he said: "Win the king and defeat the king." If you lose, you lose, we won't beg you for mercy, and we won't even negotiate with you---- Fang Yan, I know what kind of person you are. I don't expect you to let us go, and I know you won't. Since we have no possibility of negotiating----- death is our only option. Then tell me, what's the point of all this you're doing?"

"Isn't it death, since we are already dying, what is there to fear, what is there to be coerced----

Jiang Fengxing looked at the main god, smiled gently, there was affection in his eyes, and said softly: "You go first, I will follow you behind----"

The Lord God's heart warmed, and he grinned and said, "Okay." I'm waiting for you below, but I hope I can't wait for you to ---- popular, and I'm honored to be your woman. The days I spent with you were the happiest I had. ”

"Wind, goodbye. ”

The main god and the general said goodbye affectionately, and was about to bite the fangs in his mouth when a huge poison came from his heart.

Because the pain was too painful, it made his weak body even more weak.

The Lord God's clenching of his teeth was forced to stop, for he no longer had the strength to bite his teeth.

A fishy sweetness rose from his throat, and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The dagger was plunged into the heart of the Lord God!

The fierce light in the eyes of the Lord God dissipated, and the malice on his face disappeared.

His eyes looked at Jiang Fengxing gently, and it was the best scene before he left.

His body gradually softened, and then was thrown to the ground by Fang Yan and became an abandoned corpse.

"GOD----" shouted Kazeko with a sad face. "Fang Yan, you actually killed my GOD ----"

He made a gesture and ran towards the Lord God, but his steps did not move forward.

He pressed the lighter in his hand.

Cha----

A slight crunch was heard.

The body of the main god turned into a flesh bomb# bomb, and it exploded with a 'boom'.

Flesh and blood splattered, countless red and white objects covered the floor, and the cabin became the hell of Shura.

This man who keeps saying that he loves has already implanted a bomb # bomb in the body of the person he likes. And the engine that exploded the # bomb was the lighter in his hand.

In the face of danger, he pressed the button without any hesitation.

On the battlefield of feelings, whoever pays more will die more miserably.

The snake monarch reacted quickly, turned around and pushed Lu Chaoge and the secretary to the ground quietly.

The nerd, though bound by ropes, still rolls wildly on the ground to save his life.

Taking Fengxing to his chance, he turned and ran towards the door.

He prepared a kayak on the boat, and if he found an opportunity, he was able to drive the kayak out of this dangerous place.

His right hand pulled open the door to the room, and his left foot had stepped out.

However, he couldn't get out of his right foot.

He felt a chill in his neck, and then his body was lifted backwards.

"As I said, you all have to die. The familiar and annoying man's voice whispered in his ear.

(PS: Thank you for the reward of the dark white snow lotus sister paper, this is the rhythm of seeing you every day?)