Early the next morning, Chang Qingteng began to interrogate Ye Fan.

I saw that above the main hall, Chang Qing Teng was sitting high, and on both sides were the disciples of the outer gate of the Law Enforcement Hall, each with a killing stick, and the momentum was awe-inspiring.

"Ye Fan, let me ask you one last time, can you pin guilty?" Chang Qingteng asked majestically.

Chang Qingteng has already made a plan, as soon as Ye Fan pleads guilty, he will be sentenced to be executed immediately, and together with the accomplices Jin Dong and Zhang Kui, the case will be handled as an iron case.

Ye Fan looked at Chang Qingteng and replied, "Senior Brother Chang, I didn't do anything, what's the crime?"

"Okay, I know that you have a hard mouth, come here, and go directly to the whip!" Chang Qingteng had long expected that Ye Fan would not admit his guilt, so he directly used whipping.

Yesterday, Ye Fan had already suffered two hundred killings, which can be regarded as one of the nine criminal laws, and today's whipping is the second.

Immediately, I saw two outer disciples take out two whips from the inner hall.

This whip is different from ordinary rope whips, but is made of metal, and has a raised blade on the surface.

"Torture!" Chang Qingteng said directly.

Immediately, the two outer disciples swung their metal blade whips and slashed at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's old injuries had not healed, and when this whip went down, the old wounds suddenly exploded, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the painful Ye Fan's forehead was bruised, and he almost fainted directly.

Chang Qingteng looked at Ye Fan condescendingly and said, "Ye Fan, if you are smart, you will admit it as soon as possible, so as to avoid the suffering of this flesh and skin." ”

"Senior Brother Chang, I didn't kill anyone. Ye Fan gritted his teeth and replied.

"Hit, keep calling me!" Chang Qingteng roared.

Immediately, the two outer disciples swung their metal blade whips again and slammed them towards Ye Fan.

You whip, he whips, orderly.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, endured severe pain, and fainted several times.

However, in the end, he survived.

"Senior Brother Chang, I have already whipped fifty lashes. The outer disciple who was tortured reported.

"Go on!" Chang Qingteng said unceremoniously.

Although the outer disciples were a little hesitant, Senior Brother Chang had an order and had to continue to be tortured.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, secretly operated the true yuan, protected his muscles and bones, and his flesh and skin were injured, but he couldn't hurt his muscles and bones, otherwise it would probably affect his future cultivation!

After another twenty lashes, Ye Fan really couldn't bear the severe pain caused by the whipping, and fainted directly.

"Wake him up!" Chang Qingteng said coldly.

Immediately, an outer disciple brought two barrels of hot chili oil from the inner hall and poured them directly on Ye Fan.

"......"

"Ah......h

The scorching sound and the screams of his companions made Ye Fan wake up from his coma.

"How many more lashes can you get?" asked Chang Qingteng.

"Senior Brother Huichang, the maximum whipping is a hundred lashes. An outer disciple replied.

"How many lashes are there now?" Chang Qingteng asked.

"Senior Brother Huichang, now I have been given seventy lashes. The outer disciple replied.

"Seventy lashes, isn't it? I remember that it seems to have only been sixty lashes, what do you say?" Chang Qingteng looked at the other outer disciples.

"Yes, sixty lashes. The other outer disciples hurriedly said.

"That's forty more lashes, well, go on. Chang Qingteng said casually.

Although the outer disciple who used the torture wanted to say something, Senior Brother Chang was an inner disciple, how could he dare to offend the outer disciple of an outer disciple, so he could only use the torture obediently.

At this time, Ye Fan knew that Chang Qingteng must have received the benefits of Elder Zuo, otherwise it would definitely not be like this!

"Smack...... Bang bang ......"

Another twenty lashes went down, and Ye Fan's back had been pumped to pieces, and there was no place to finish.

"Go on!" Chang Qingteng urged.

"Smack...... Smack......"

Ten lashes again.

I heard Chang Qingteng ask: "Ye Fan, what do you want to say? It's still too late to confess now." ”

"Senior Brother Chang, the Law Enforcement Hall has always been fair and strict, don't you think that you can cover the sky with one hand, if you have the ability, you will whip me two hundred lashes!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said.

"You...... Look for death!" Chang Qingteng was furious, walked down directly from the interrogation table, snatched the metal blade whip from the hands of the outer disciples, and whipped towards Ye Fan.

Chang Qing Teng is a master of the seventh layer of Qi training, and this whip is extremely powerful, worthy of the ten whips of the outer disciples, and directly breaks Ye Fan's two ribs.

Chang Qingteng whipped three times in a row, and the more he pumped, the harder he became, and he had no intention of stopping at all.

Seeing this, the faces of several outer disciples changed slightly, is this to smoke Ye Fan to death?

This is, I only heard an outer disciple pretending to be bold and said: "Senior Brother Chang, the whipping has been excessive. ”

"Overpowered?" Chang Qingteng's face darkened, and he turned around and asked, "How much?"

"One Hundred ...... No, ninety-seven. The outer disciple wanted to say one hundred and seven, but looking at Senior Brother Chang's eyes full of murderous intent, he quickly changed his words.

"It's only ninety-seven, and the full sentence is one hundred, how can it be exceeded?" Chang Qingteng questioned.

"Senior Brother Chang, it's me who remembers, I remember. The outer disciple hurriedly said.

"Misremember, I think you have ulterior motives!" Chang Qingteng looked at the outer disciple with ill will.

The outer disciple was suddenly startled, and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Chang, I'm sorry, it's me who talks too much, and I won't dare next time." ”

"Hmph!" Chang Qingteng snorted, and pointed at the outer disciple with a metal blade whip and warned: "It's better not to have a second time, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

"Yes, yes. The outer disciple hurriedly replied.

"Go on, and three more lashes. Chang Qingteng dropped the metal blade whip and walked out of the main hall directly, he knew that Ye Fan would not confess today.

The outer disciple didn't dare to disobey Chang Qingteng, so he could only pick up the metal blade whip, "Ye Fan, I am also acting on orders, don't blame me." ”

Immediately, the outer disciple swung his metal blade whip and whipped at Ye Fan.

However, the strength has obviously closed a few points.

After the whipping ended, several disciples from the outer sect of the Law Enforcement Hall carried Ye Fan back to the dungeon.

I heard that Ye Fan asked the outer disciple who spoke for him just now, "This senior brother, can I ask you for a favor?"

The outer disciple hesitated slightly, and finally asked, "What's the hurry?"

"I am the distant nephew of Elder Chen Beizun of the Meditation Palace, I have been framed, you help me to pass on a message, and Ye will be rewarded in the future. Ye Fan said.

"This ......," the outer disciple hesitated.

However, at this time, Chang Qingteng, who left first, suddenly turned back.

"Senior Brother Chang......"

Several outer disciples were suddenly startled, and looked at Senior Brother Chang silently one by one.

"What did Ye Fan say?" Chang Qingteng asked majestically with his hands behind his back.

"Senior Brother Chang, Ye Fan said ......"

Before the outer disciple could speak, Chang Qingteng had already interrupted unceremoniously: "You shouldn't have heard what you said, the trial of the Law Enforcement Palace has always been reasonable, fair and strict, if the case cannot be interrogated normally because some people are talkative, I will definitely make it clear to the master and sentence him to the crime of harboring evil intentions and disrupting justice." ”

Hearing this, the outer disciples were immediately startled, and hurriedly promised: "Senior Brother Chang, don't worry, we will never talk nonsense." ”

"Hmm. Seeing this, Chang Qingteng nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Take it back to the dungeon and try it again tomorrow." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Chang. A few outer disciples answered.

Afterwards, several people carried Ye Fan back to the dungeon.

(End of chapter)