"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Su Haowen's face suddenly turned pale, and his face was full of pain.

Pain, pain from the depths of the soul.

Unbearable pain.

A little bit, it hit the depths of Su Haowen's heart.

A little click broke down his inner defense.

Lu Feng had never experienced the pain of burning true qi in Danhuo, but thinking about it, looking at Su Haowen's appearance again, he knew that this kind of pain must be very unbearable pain.

However, he did not stop it.

Instead, he was waiting, waiting for Su Haowen to beg for mercy.

Lu Feng's kindness will never appear in this place, let alone to Su Haowen.

"No!"

With a miserable scream, Su Haowen couldn't bear it anymore after holding on for less than a quarter of an hour, and shouted: "Kill me, kill me, kill me." ”

This kind of pain makes Su Haowen want to commit suicide now.

It's just that he can't do it.

The true qi in his body was sealed, and he was burned little by little by Danhuo, and he didn't have the ability to commit suicide.

He thought about killing himself by biting his tongue, but he didn't have that determination, to be precise, he couldn't make that determination.

"Kill you, isn't it going on now?"

Lu Feng looked at Su Haowen and said, "Don't worry, when all the true qi in your body is burned by the Danhuo, you will be killed, that time is not long, just ten years, for a martial artist in your realm, ten years, isn't it just a snap of your fingers?"

"Devil!"

Su Haowen's pale face was full of fear, fear of Lu Feng, and said, "You are a devil, you are even more devilish than the devil of the demon clan." ”

"Really? Thank you for your compliments. Lu Feng disagreed, and chuckled: "Shouldn't I be happy to be able to make an enemy like you regard me as a devil?"

"You're going to get slashed by a thousand cuts, you're going to get slashed by a thousand cuts, you will. Su Haowen roared miserably again and again.

It's just that Lu Feng smiled at his words and didn't take them to heart.

Finally, after another quarter of an hour, Su Haowen couldn't stand it at all, and said: "Please let me go, I'll tell you what you want to know, please, let me go, let me go." ”

Su Haowen softened.

"It's been like this earlier, isn't it okay?" Lu Feng shook his head slightly, and waved his hand, Zuo Ci understood, the movements in his hand changed, and a wisp of flame came out of Su Haowen's body.

"Whew. ”

Su Haowen immediately gasped for breath, and his expression of relief was very clear.

"Great Elder. The three Spirit Sword Sect shadow guards looked at Su Haowen with a somewhat indescribable gaze.

They seemed to be happy, happy that Su Haowen was not dead, but they also seemed to be despising and despising Su Haowen's dignified Spirit Sword Sect Great Elder to beg for mercy and submission to Lu Feng, the little emperor of the Southern Yan Kingdom.

"Come, let's talk about it now, what is the specific plan of your Spirit Sword Sect. Lu Feng looked at Su Haowen with a smile.

"Whew. ”

Su Haowen let out two more breaths and looked up at the young man standing in front of him, Lu Feng.

This emperor of the Southern Yan Kingdom who is less than seventeen years old!

Who is he?

Why was this possible?

The fierce generals under his command are like clouds, the masters are like clouds, and there are also holy king masters like Zuo Ci, and the ground-level alchemists are loyal.

Why?

He was just a sixteen-year-old boy, he was just the emperor of the small Nanyan Kingdom in the southwest of Yuzhou, how could he have such a charm to make so many fierce generals, Wenchen, and alchemists loyal?

Why!

Su Haowen couldn't understand, how did Lu Feng do all this?

The thousand-year-old heritage of his Spirit Sword Sect is not much stronger than Lu Feng in terms of strength on the bright side.

Why?

"What's the matter? I found out that I am not something that your Spirit Sword Sect can deal with, and you want to serve under me?" Lu Feng saw Su Haowen's gaze and looked at him with a smile.

"Under your command?"

When Su Haowen heard it, he sneered and said, "Idiot talking about dreams!"

"I admit that you Lu Feng is very strong, there are many fierce generals under your hands, there are many Wenchen, and you are much more powerful than other kingdoms, but compared to our Spirit Sword Sect, you are still only a weakling. ”

Su Haowen's words were very disdainful, disdainful of Lu Feng, and disdainful of the Southern Yan Kingdom.

"Oh?

Lu Feng smiled and said, "That's very interesting, your dignified Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect prides himself on being superior and regards me as a weakling, but now you are a prisoner of my 'weak', come, you tell me that I am a 'weak', then what are you?"

"It's a thing that's not even as good as the weak! What is it? Waste? Or slag? Or is it scum that is not as good as scum?"

"You ......"

"Bang!"

Before Su Haowen's words were finished, Lu Feng suddenly kicked out and kicked Su Haowen in the chest, kicking his body away and hitting the wall of the Qiankun Palace.

"Poof!"

Su Haowen spurted out another mouthful of blood, the aura on his body became more disordered, and the injuries in his body were aggravated.

Lu Feng looked at Su Haowen coldly and said, "Here, you are no longer the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, but just my prisoner, and the prisoner should look like a prisoner!"

"If you still want to live, then answer my question honestly, what is the specific plan of your Spirit Sword Sect?"

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Su Haowen coughed twice, the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed more, and he looked at Lu Feng with resentment and murderous intent in his eyes.

If his strength is there, how can he be afraid of Lu Feng?

You can kill him with one palm!

"Don't you say it? ”

The corners of Lu Feng's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and said: "I hate that someone deceives me, you said before, I let people take the Dan fire in your body, you tell me everything I want to know." But now I don't want to say it, well, I will let you see what kind of means I use to punish people like you who deceive me. ”

"Cut off his five fingers first, and if he doesn't say anything more, cut off his other five fingers." ”

"If you don't say anything more, cut off ten of his toes. ”

"Don't say anything more, break his fifth leg. ”

"Finally......" Lu Feng's eyes were full of coldness, and he said: "A thousand cuts!"

"Subordinates obey!"

The dragon in the six sword slaves laughed evilly, danced the double swords in his hands, and walked towards Su Haowen step by step.

The two swords in his hands glowed with a chilling light, which made people dare not face it.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Su Haowen had horror on his face.

"Follow Your Majesty's order, cut off your five fingers first. ”

The ghost's voice fell, and the figure disappeared.

"Poof!"

Immediately after, the sound of a sharp blade slashing through flesh was heard.

"Ahh

Su Haowen screamed, the five fingers of his right hand holding the sword were broken at the root, and blood flowed out, looking at the seepage.

"Now, do you say?" the coldness on Lu Feng's face disappeared and was replaced by an ordinary expression.

Su Haowen didn't answer, but screamed again and again, as if he wanted to use such a method to divert Lu Feng's attention.

It's just that......

(End of chapter)