Qi Lei clearly knew that as the deputy sect master of the dignified Zhen Sect, he could not favor others for his own purposes, and he could not be in vain for what others could pervert, but when he thought of the incident that made all the sword immortals in the Fusheng Crossing frightened, he couldn't suppress the urge in his heart to rob the prison and save Mo Yifan.

In the Fushengdu, the sword immortals who had committed serious crimes and had to be detained in the Heavenly Prison Hall in the Liangyi Hall had to be executed, and in the short time before they were executed by capital punishment, in order to prevent them from escaping, the Wuji Pavilion would wear heavy shackles with charms on them, including ring-shaped shackles around their necks and handcuffs on their hands, and even a pair of feet would be covered with special shackles woven from charms.

However, it is these flails that sound like they are going to make people tremble all over their bodies, although they are painful, but they are not enough to be called the extreme, what really makes all the sword immortals talk about the color, and life is worse than death, is the thirty-six that are forged by the thousand-year-old cold stone and then repeatedly forged by the ninety-nine-eighty-one days of inextinguishable heavenly fire-Zhuxian nails!

The head of the human body, there are a total of nine big acupoints, namely Baihui acupoint, Shenting acupoint, temple of the sun, Ermen acupoint, Jingming acupoint, Renzhong acupoint, dumb door acupoint, Fengchi acupoint and Renying acupoint; chest and abdomen, there are a total of 14 acupoints, respectively, Jizhong acupoint, Dove Tail acupoint, Juque acupoint, Shenque acupoint, Qihai acupoint, Guan Yuan acupoint, Zhongji acupoint, Qugu acupoint, Yingzhuang acupoint, Ruzhong acupoint, Rugen acupoint, Qimen acupoint, Zhangmen acupoint and Shangqu acupoint; dorsal and waist sacral acupoint, there are eight big acupoints, lung Yu acupoint, Jiyin Yu acupoint, Xin Yu acupoint, Kidney Yu acupoint, Mingmen acupoint, Zhimur acupoint and Weilu acupoint; upper and lower limb vital points, a total of five big acupoints, namely shoulder well acupoint, Taiyuan acupoint, Zusanli acupoint, Sanyin Jiao acupoint and Yongquan acupoint。

Although the sword immortal is an immortal, it is also like a mortal person with acupuncture points and meridians all over his body, and this Zhu Immortal nail is specially created in response to these thirty-six deadly acupoints.

As the saying goes: "Baihui fell to the ground, the tail did not return to his hometown, Zhangmen was hit, nine out of ten people died, the sun and the dumb door, he must see the king of Hades, the broken spine has no bones, and the knees died urgently." ”

It is conceivable that if half of these thirty-six acupuncture points are stabbed by external forces, the huge pain alone is enough to kill anyone, even if the high-ranking sword immortal itself has been cultivating for many years, has an immortal foundation built by powerful immortal power, and has immortal roots and immortal bone protection, it will also shed a layer of skin if it is immortal.

What's more, this time, I don't know what the Wuji Pavilion thought, I actually wanted to give Mo Yifan a full thirty-six immortal nails, didn't it make it clear that he couldn't even wait for the execution day, and he was anxious to want his life?

Thinking about it abruptly here, Qi Lei couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart anymore, and flashed in front of Mo Yifan, who had already put on the flail, and slightly stretched out his arms to protect him behind him.

"All stand down—" His voice was not too loud, but it exuded an irrefutable momentum, and he said unhurriedly, "You are not allowed to take another step!"

Although the two execution sword immortals with their hands holding the immortal nails were covered with shirts and hats and half-covered their faces and only showed a pair of eyes, they could still see that their eyes were embarrassed, they glanced at each other, restrained the momentum of execution, and fell to the ground on one knee.

"Deputy Sect Master Qi, my subordinates are also performing official duties, and I hope you can cooperate—" The two said in unison, "Please don't embarrass your subordinates." ”

"Qi Lei-" Mo Yifan raised his handcuffed hands, gently patted Qi Lei's shoulder, and said, "Get out of the way, don't make trouble." ”

Turning around, Qi Lei looked at his face that seemed to have a smile on his face, and his flail that was already on the same level and was slightly glowing with a faint golden rune, his heart sank, and he reprimanded in confusion: "Do you know what you are going to suffer next, and you can still laugh?"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yifan bypassed him and walked to the two execution sword immortals who were still kneeling on one knee, and bent down to help them up.

"Second Prince Mo-"

The execution sword immortal looked at the indifferent but gentle and polite Zhenzong Jia and other disciples in front of him, the second son of the dignified Mo family, and his heart was not good, and they both showed unbearable expressions.

"Hey-" Qi Lei rushed over again and said in a loud voice, "Mo Yifan, it's hard for your ears to be deaf, do you know that you want to-"

"Zhu Xian Nail. Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yifan interrupted softly, "With the crime I committed, I'm afraid I will nail all thirty-six roots!"

Looking at his face that was still as light as water, Qi Leiwei really couldn't figure out what the person in front of him had experienced in mortal dust, and what kind of magic the person he had always protected in his heart could make him completely ignore life and death.

You must know that there are not many people who can ascend to the ranks of sword immortals, and after long-term practice and heavy screening, most of them are all clear minds and quiet like the flow of water, all of them follow the rules and follow the rules, not to mention any big crimes, even small mistakes are not common.

Therefore, since the birth of the immortal nail, it has not been used a few times, not to mention that the thirty-six nails have been completed, I am afraid that before all the nails are nailed, people will die of pain and soul.

As soon as he thought of this, Qi Lei didn't want to see Mo Yifan end up like that from the bottom of his heart, and at some point, a hand grabbed his wrist and refused to let go even if he broke free.

The executing sword immortals all knew the complex and deep emotions of the two of them, they were both sympathetic and anxious, after all, sympathy could not be exchanged for forgiveness, if nothing could be done, no one could bear the blame of Wuji Pavilion.

With a little force in his hand, Mo Yifan finally pulled his wrist out of Qi Lei's hand, and pushed him away a few steps, facing the execution sword immortal again, and said, "Two executioners, I have something to ask for." ”

"Second Master Mo, please speak—" An executioning sword immortal immediately agreed, "As long as you don't violate the rules, we'll try our best to satisfy you." ”

Arching his hand slightly, Mo Yifan pointed to the chair behind him, and said, "I am a member of the Mo family, even if I am tortured, I can't kneel, can you please be accommodating and let me sit and be nailed?"

His eyebrows jumped slightly, and a trace of sourness surged in the heart of the Execution Sword Immortal, and he hurriedly said, "You sit down." ”

"Thank you. ”

Saying these two words lightly, Mo Yifan turned around and sat back on the chair, and said softly: "Please do it!"

"No—"

"No-" Seeing that the Execution Sword Immortal surrounded Mo Yifan again, Qi Lei conjured up the Soul Separation Sword in his hand, and shouted, "If anyone dares to touch him, I will make him unable to get out of this Heavenly Prison Palace!"

"That's enough, Qi Lei-" Mo Yifan's eyebrows suddenly sharpened, and he said coldly, "When will you accept such an impulsive (Xiaosheng) son, and obstruct the execution again and again, don't you want to die with me?"

The soul separation sword that had just been conjured fell to the ground with a "choking" sound, and an execution sword immortal saw that Qi Lei had retracted his posture and his body shook a little, for fear that he would be in a hurry and attack his heart and unable to stabilize his body and fall down, so he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him aside, with his back to Mo Yifan's direction.

Seeing that this was finally calmed, the execution sword immortal who was holding the immortal nail in his hand whispered to Mo Yifan: "Second son Mo, offended!"

As soon as his words fell, a Zhuxian nail glowing with a strange glowing purple light came out of his hand as if it had life, and quickly pierced into the Baihui acupoint above Mo Yifan's head.

A hammer-like pain swept through Mo Yifan's whole body, and he even felt that every strand of hair and every inch of his nails was in great pain, as if he had torn himself apart.

Originally, this Zhuxian nail was even more terrifying than the rumors, and the first one was so painful that life was worse than death, and the next thirty-five roots, I don't know if he could hold it.

At this moment of thinking, eight more nails were submerged into the acupoint of Mo Yifan's head one after another, and the pain had been reduced a lot due to numbness, but the painful feeling did not disappear, as more Zhuxian nails submerged into the body, large clusters of white flowers began to appear in front of his eyes, and the hearing of his ears at this time seemed to be amplified more than ten times, and every sound, even the sound of Zhuxian nails sinking into his body and piercing the flesh was like rolling thunder, which shook his heart.

However, it was such a huge torture, and his bones were as hard as he stood up without a muffled snort.

"Mo, Mo Ergongzi?"

Qi Lei heard a muffled sound from behind him, and the exclamation of the executing sword immortal, and quickly turned around, and saw that Mo Yifan had fallen from the chair to the ground, his body twitched slightly, the clothes on his body were already soaked and sticking to his body, and the scattered black hair was stuck to his bloodless face as white as paper with sweat, and a pair of eyes were tightly closed and gradually lost his breath.

"Mo Yifan-" Qi Lei rushed over and sat on the ground with his legs bent and helped Mo Yifan up and put him in his arms, and called eagerly, "Wake up, you can't die, you promised me that no matter what, you won't die easily at any time, can't you forget?"

It's a pity that no matter how hard he shook and shouted loudly, Mo Yifanxiao always sank quietly in his arms and remained motionless, and his already low body temperature gradually became cold.

"It seems that Mo Er Gongzi has not survived the Zhu Immortal Nail—" An executioning sword immortal said with regret.

"Isn't that great?" the other executioning sword immortal muttered quietly, "This Immortal Nail is already very humanly acceptable, not to mention that it is a full thirty-six, and Wuji Pavilion clearly wants his life." ”

"Yes!" another executioner sword immortal said casually, "If it is discussed, it is not bad to go, otherwise, in the next ten days, he will not only have to face the fear of waiting for death, but also have to bear the pain of sealing the acupoint, isn't it even more pitiful?"

"Shut it all up for me-" His eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Yifan's face, and Qi Lei roared in a muffled voice, "Whoever dares to tell me another word will take someone's life!"

What kind of temper is he, these execution sword immortals have already heard of it, how dare they make more trouble, and they immediately closed their mouths.

After being silent for a moment, Qi Lei suddenly had a flash of inspiration in despair, and then leaned over and put his lips to Mo Yifan's ear, and said softly: "Mo Yifan, if you die like this, the person who came to save you will definitely be very sad!"