Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters......

The closer Sun Fan got to the old scumbag Martial King, the more he had the urge to raise his hand and shoot him directly to death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info[ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

It's just that impulses are impulses, and reality is reality.

The old and scummy Martial King was already prepared, even if Sun Fan could accurately hit the vital point, it would be impossible for him to pierce the opponent's body protection qi.

So he could only pretend that he didn't know anything and keep getting closer.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

Sun Fan finally stopped.

"Don't pretend, I know you're not asleep."

Hearing this, the old and scumbag Martial King immediately opened his eyes and showed an extremely evil smile. "Little doll, your eyesight is good."

"I'm going to leave with Shan Sheng."

"I'm afraid that even you will have to stay here."

Faced with the intimidation of yin and yang, Sun Fan was indifferent. He just slowly raised his crossbow, pointed at the other party's eyebrows and said, "Give you three counts of time, give me Shan Sheng, or die." ”

Seeing Sun Fan's troubled expression, the Martial King shook his head on the spot and smiled bitterly, "Do you think that with this little crossbow, you can kill the old man?" You are so naïve. ”

"Three."

"Young man, if you shoot this crossbow, the old man will make sure your head hits the ground."

"Two."

"I'm obsessed."

"One!"

The green light flashed, and before Sun Fan's slightly curved fingers could pull the trigger, Wang Hao, who suddenly appeared behind the old Scum Martial King, stabbed a poisonous arrow directly into his heart.

"Forehead ......"

The heart is the core of the blood veins of the whole body, and the toxins enter from this, that is, in a second or two, they will extend to the whole body of the old Scum Warrior King.

Sun Fan saw that his eyes were abrupt, his mouth opened wide, and he wanted to speak but couldn't speak. He stepped forward and plunged the bolt directly into his mouth.

"Old thing, it seems that the naïve person seems to be you."

Pull the trigger, crossbow arrows through the brain, and die without looking away.

"With the corpse, whether he can kill Zheng Qingsong or not depends on him."

After that, Sun Fan's figure turned, and he took the lead in entering the dungeon.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......

The more Sun Fan walked inside, the clearer the sound of the whipping became. I didn't see anyone, just listen to the voice. He can guess how badly Shan Sheng was tortured.

Wang Hao was following behind Sun Fan, so he could clearly feel the change in Sun Fan's mood at this time. "Your Highness, Zhang Ting should be in the dungeon below, you see our ......"

"Kill!"

Although there is only one word, it is decisive and decisive. Wang Hao, who had nothing to do with him, couldn't help but feel a shock all over his body, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The dungeon is so soundproofed that even if there is any loud noise, it is impossible to hear it from outside.

So Sun Fan and Wang Hao walked quickly, no longer hiding their footsteps.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......

Although the whipping was on Shan Sheng's body, it hurt Sun Fan's heart.

Anger and self-blame filled Sun Fan's heart at the same time, so that not killing people was not enough to vent his anger.

"Wang Hao, you block the door, I'll go in by myself."

Sun Fan didn't stop, and rushed directly into the dungeon. And with a backhand swing in the next moment, he directly grabbed the leather whip that was about to be whipped on Shan Sheng's body.

"Who?"

"Your ancestor!"

Feeling the wet blood stains on the leather whip, Sun Fan didn't think about it, and raised a kick and kicked directly on the whip's small stomach.

Sun Fan's kick was so hard that the jailer didn't even have time to say a word, he sprayed more than a dozen catties of blood, hit the prison wall on the spot, and turned into a puddle of flesh.

Sun Fan came like a god of death, taking people's lives as soon as he made a move, and his tricks were extremely ruthless and tyrannical.

When the other jailers in the dungeon saw this, they didn't care so much, and immediately scattered and fled.

It's a pity that Wang Hao has blocked the only exit from the dungeon, where can they escape?

"If you don't want to die right away, kneel down for me!"

Sun Fan shouted violently, but two jailers were obedient and knelt on the ground on the spot. But the other five jailers were still scurrying around like frightened rats.

"Look for death."

Sun Fan first snorted coldly, then picked up the red-hot soldering iron in the charcoal stove, and threw it directly at one of the jailers who ran the most happily.

The red iron, like a javelin thrown by an Olympic champion, turned into a streamer of light in an instant, piercing the jailer's chest and nailing it firmly to the wall.

Yes......

The screams of hysteria lasted for two minutes. The mixed smell of burnt pig hair and roasted meat filled the entire dungeon in an instant. Especially the sound of the soldering iron roasting the dried flesh and blood, even more shocked everyone present.

"Get on your knees!"

Bang!

The six of them knelt down in unison, and even Wang Hao, who was standing at the exit, almost had his knees weak, and he also knelt on the ground.

Silence, deathly silence.

Sun Fan looked around, his cold and anxious gaze swept over the various jailers one by one, and finally fixed on Shan Sheng's body.

Shan Shengqi is like a gossamer, no skin on his body is intact, and he is also locked with a pipa bone. In fact, these injuries are nothing, and the most serious part of his injuries is the vital point between his legs.

Bloody and empty.

There was nothing left but the wound.

Seeing this, Sun Fan almost crushed his silver teeth on the spot, "Beasts, a bunch of beasts!" ”

Blood stained Shan Sheng's eyes, and his unkempt hair hung down at will. He couldn't see what was in front of him, and he could only judge what was going on in the dungeon by his voice.

"Seven...... Your Highness, yes...... You? ”

"It's me, I'm here to save you."

"My life...... I am afraid that I will pay you back what I owe you...... It's not clear. ”

Hearing this, Sun Fan's tears were about to fall.

"I can't pay it in this life, and I have the next life. As long as you want to pay it back, there will always be a day when you can pay it back. ”

"I'm afraid...... In the next life, I owe ...... Yours will be more. If you don't pay it back, admit it...... It's fateful. ”

Shan Sheng was about to swallow this breath. Sun Fan hurriedly borrowed a large amount of life force from the old immortal and injected it into his body.

"I'll get you out."

"Help...... I killed...... They. ”

Shan Sheng, this person, has not killed a person since he learned martial arts, whether good or bad.

He actually asked Sun Fan to take action today and get rid of these jailers. It can be seen that after these three months of torture, his heart has quietly changed.

Hearing this, Sun Fan first took out the Qi Tian Sealing Demon Pillar and smashed the two iron chains that hooked the giant lock on Shan Sheng's shoulder, and then helped him with weak limbs, and said coldly, "Even if you don't say it, I will kill them." These scum who play for tigers should not live in the world! ”

When the six jailers heard Sun Fan's words, they immediately kowtowed "bang, bang, bang......".

"Uncle, spare your life......"

"Uncle, we were also forced by Zhang Ting."

"Uncle, I've only been here for the first day today!"

“……”

For begging grandpa and suing grandma everywhere, Sun Fan does not have the slightest compassion.

"Whether you are forced or active. Did you come a long time ago, or did you just arrive today? You have met me, and it is your life. If it's fate, you have to admit it! ”

With that, Sun Fan flicked his fingers, and a wisp of flame fused with the Nine Heavens Dragon Flame and ordinary flames fell on the body of one of the jailers.

The flames ignited and rose up.

The man immediately let out a heart-rending scream, "It's hot, it's cold, help......"

Sun Fan was afraid that he would run around, so he set the entire dungeon on fire, and with a wave of his hand, two darts cut off his hamstrings.

The jailer had broken his hamstrings and could not run, but could only crawl.

So he wailed and crawled towards Sun Fan, hoping that Sun Fan could save him.

It's a pity that from beginning to end, until his bones were burned to slag, Sun Fan didn't even blink his eyelids.

Of the remaining five jailers, one of them seemed to have quite a backbone. He stood up on the spot, pointed at the tip of Sun Fan's nose and asked, "Didn't you say that if we kneel, you won't kill us?" How can you go back on your word?! ”

Hearing this, Sun Fan suddenly showed a cold and piercing sneer, "Didn't you stand up now?" ”

After speaking, Sun Fan turned his five fingers into claws, bent slightly to his palm, and took the leather whip on the ground into his hand. Then whip the knife and say, "Smack! With a single thud, the jailer was split in half.

Burst......

Blood flew and splattered all over the dungeon. The degree of nausea made Wang Hao vomit on the spot.

"I ...... Guys...... But I didn't get up, uncle...... Oh my life! ”

Hearing this, Sun Fan immediately whipped around the neck of the person who spoke, and then pulled it back hard, choking his throat with one hand.

"I'm talking about not killing you right away, but it doesn't mean not killing you."

After that, the five fingers struggled, and the jailer suffocated to death little by little.

Throwing away the corpse casually, Sun Fan's eyes fell on the last three jailers.

"Where is Zhang Ting?"

"Do you promise...... Kill us, I'...... We'll tell you. ”

"Negotiate terms with me?"

Sun Fan snorted coldly, grabbed the man's waistband, and buckled it directly into the charcoal stove next to him.

The whining sound of help was accompanied by a desperate struggle.

The last two jailers were shivering on their knees, and their urine was flowing wildly.

"Which of you two said?"

"I ...... Say. ”

One of them spoke, so that before one of them could understand what was going on, he was directly kicked in the head by Sun Fan.

"If you dare to lie, you will die 10,000 times worse than them."

In the face of Sun Fan's coercion again, the jailer's spirit was almost collapsed.

Zhang Ting in order to ...... After three days of celebration of him, he will resume ...... The identity of the Sixth Highness is deliberately in the ...... today The Sixth King's Mansion feast. That's why ...... Didn't come here to torture Shan like in the past...... Father. ”

"Count his fate, he escaped tonight."

After saying that, as soon as Sun Fan Zhenyuan vomited, he directly shattered the heart of the last jailer.

Sun Fan did not break his promise.

Of all the jailers, the last jailer died the least painful, and the only one left a whole corpse.