Han Xianfeng's sword eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were cold, staring at Liu Qingyang, his ghost was puffed up to the extreme, and he was slapped in the face in his own door.

Liu Qingyang's face was as usual, and he said, "Want to fight?"

Han Xianfeng didn't answer, he used his strength to capture the dragon, his body was like a streamer, and he grabbed Liu Qingyang's face door with one claw, which was full of life, if this claw hit, Liu Qingyang's face would be torn off completely.

I saw a streamer shoot out, Liu Qingyang used his finger as a sword, and the West Pole Overlord slashed the inside, this finger only saw that the great power of the mastery, since he saw the West Pole Emperor, Liu Qingyang felt that the power of this move was not only here, but also a broader world waiting for it to explore.

With a finger on the claw, the infinite sword qi erupted, divided into eight, and the great dragon energy all shattered, all of which were reduced by the sword qi, Han Fengfeng suddenly withdrew his hand backwards, and when he looked at it again, the claws were full of blood.

Liu Qingyang said: "Let me go, you can't beat me." ”

Han Fengfeng's face froze, and he said: "I don't know how cultivated Liu Gongzi is, if Han is convinced, he will let you go." Fu Jun naturally did not blame Han Yu. ”

Liu Qingyang raised a finger, and a little black light flowed slowly, this black light was not a black flame, but the void rift, which could maintain the shattering of the void like this without interfering with the world, and had already surpassed the realm of the six revolutions.

Han Enshrinement's face was ugly, another meaning of Han Invincible under the six turns was that Han Enshrined the enemy but only six turns, and Liu Qingyang was no longer the sixth turn, and the power of the Heavenly Evil Ghost Mother's origin was activated because of the magic power of the ancestor, and now it can operate on its own.

After Liu Qingyang's battle with the Confucian Sword Thirteen, the realm gradually stabilized at the seventh turn, and it was precisely because of this kind of cultivation that Liu Qingyang dared to break into the ghost mansion and ask for Kunpeng's whereabouts.

Han Fengfeng thought about it for a while, and said: "Liu Gongzi's cultivation, Han Yu admires, between these pavilions and pavilions, the road is rugged, it is better to let Han Yu do it for you." ”

Liu Qingyang nodded, and sat cross-legged on the Taishi chair again, but Han Xianfeng didn't leave, but snapped his fingers, and a few disciples of the Ghost Mansion pushed up three people who were tied up by the five flowers.

Han Fengfeng glanced at Liu Qingyang and said, "Young Master Liu, there are still some things that need to be solved in the Holy Mansion, but it is also fast, and I will get it for Gongzi later." Childe will watch a good show here first, how about it?"

Liu Qingyang naturally knew that Han was going to change his way to establish his authority, but he also nodded, anyway, there was only one Han worship, and Liu Qingyang didn't care about it.

The three people were placed in front of the hall, Han Fengfeng looked at the three people, rubbed his lips lightly with his fingers, thinking about how to start, Han Peel's name is enough to make people frightened, it is this person who loves to torture and kill.

Han Xianfeng looked at the first man and said, "The seventh generation disciple of the Holy Mansion stole the Gongfa books and was caught red-handed by the pavilion guards. A capital sin is inevitable, but a living sin is ...... Nor spare. ”

The man looked at Han Enshrine's narrow eyes, sobbing sideways, and said: "Han Enshrined, Han Enshrined, the villain knows that he is wrong, ask Han Enshrined to be extrajudicial and give me a death!"

Han Fengfeng looked at Ye Bu at the man, and muttered to himself: "Since it is stealing, it should also be done with your hands, since this is the case, let's make some articles on our hands." ”

As he spoke, Han Xianfeng walked forward, walked up to the man, raised the man's head, and his eyes burned.

The man's eyes were lowered, he didn't dare to look at Han Xian, his teeth were also fighting, and suddenly, a foul smell came out, this person was just under Han Xianfeng's gaze, and he was already scared of feces and urine.

Han Xianfeng laughed and said, "Since you are so afraid of me, it will be even more interesting." ”

With a wave of his big hand, Han Fengfeng lifted the man in the air, a spell was played, the man froze in the air and did not move, Han Fengfeng's fingers turned on Xuangong and stabbed into the back of the man's hand.

Han Fengfeng mentioned up, the person started from the back of his hand, a whole piece of human skin was peeled off from this, the person's whole body twitched, and he couldn't make the slightest sound, this hand is Han Feng's specialty, no matter where he started, he can always peel off a complete human skin.

Han Xianfeng stared at the bloody man, and a law decision was struck, and the man's hands moved by himself, pierced into his intestines, and continued downward, straight into his back door.

Casting a spell like this, the person is not dead, but the whole body is in severe pain, and the internal organs are twisted one by one, Han's method of worship can not be described as ruthless, and there are few people in the world who can cast a spell like this.

Immediately, Han worshipped: "Just hang this person like this, hang him for seven days and seven nights, and then let him die!"

Two small guys came up from the outer door and carried this person down, Han Feng's eyesight is extremely old and spicy, this person's cultivation is only enough for him to support seven days and seven nights, as soon as the hour comes, there is no need to do anything, and he will die, but the pain of peeling the skin and twisting the pain of the internal organs will torture him for seven days and seven nights.

This kind of technique, even if Liu Qingyang saw it, he felt that it was against the way of heaven, but this place was in the Nine Ghost Mansion, and Liu Qingyang was just a guest, so it was inconvenient to speak, so he could only watch Han worship in that place, giving people cramps and skin.

Walking in front of the second person, Han Feng said: "I can't think of outsiders, and I dare not put my holy mansion in my eyes, but a few people, just a few rivers and lakes, dare to come to the holy mansion to ask for the truth? Okay, I'll give you a thoroughfare." ”

Han Xianfeng stretched out his hand and pulled out the two fingers of the second man, blood gushed wildly, and the man screamed miserably, but Han Xianfeng turned a deaf ear, but inserted two bone nails from the severed fingers.

That man is not a Dao Sect person after all, he has already fainted, where can Han Xian make him so comfortable?

The spell of the Qingming mantra is the magic of hanging the pot to help the world, if people are faint, in order to prevent it, a spell can be immediately awakened, but it is only used in the hands of this Han worship, but it is completely different, not to save people, but to harm people.

With the Qingming Mantra, it was difficult for the man to faint, and the perception increased exponentially, and the original pain increased by more than three or five points, and in an instant, the man's whole body convulsed.

Han Fengfeng took out a set of knives from the big sleeve, scattered dozens of them, Liu Qingyang did not have never seen torture tools, but also knew that the more torture tools, the greater the suffering of the tortured person.

What I saw before was only a dozen knives, but Han Xianfeng took out at least thirty of them, and in addition to some standard knives, some of these knives were made by Han Xianfeng himself.

Han Fengfeng hung the man on a pillar, tied his body, and couldn't move at all. It was from the torture instrument that he took out a slender knife.

Han Xianfeng smiled and said to Liu Qingyang: "I, Han Yu, rarely use torture tools to peel people's skins, since Liu Gongzi is here, it is better to come and enjoy this visual feast, I am sure to make you very happy." ”

After speaking, Han Feng's knife quickly cut dozens of knives on that person's body, each knife was a long knife edge, but the knife edge was cut, but no blood splattered out, such a neat knife edge, without sword qi, Liu Qingyang couldn't do it.

Han Fengfeng took out another knife as thin as wire, the knife was tilted, probed through the knife, and then pulled, a piece of human skin was opened, the human skin was as thin as a cicada's wings, this knife technique had to say good!

It's just that in the midst of this punishment, it was extremely cruel, and the flesh and blood of that person did not fall off, but there was a scream, and the extreme pain went deep into the essence of God.

Han offered to cut off a piece, always staying for more than ten breaths, just when the person's suffering was gone, he went down with another knife, and then cut a piece of the person's skin. Dozens of pieces of human skin in a row, Han worshiped like the most sophisticated punishment machine, and each interval was just synchronized with the suffering.

Dozens of large pieces of human skin have been cut, and Han Xianfeng has replaced it with a snake-shaped blade, which is made by Han Xianfeng himself, and others naturally don't know what it means.

It was the blade that pierced through the man's finger, like a snake, just enough to peel off all the human skin on one finger, and then lift it up, and the human skin on that finger was also turned over.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, compared to the pain of peeling the skin before, I don't know how many times heavier, the man screamed, but his eyes turned white, his whole body twitched, and he wanted to shrink into a ball, but his limbs were locked and he couldn't move.

Han Xianfeng's movements were even slower, and every knife made the person experience all the pain, but the damage of each knife was not serious, according to this action, the person's pain was thoroughly experienced, but there was no real damage.

Han Fengfeng watched the human skin around him peel off, quite satisfied, if the human skin was placed through the incision, it would not be broken, and it was all cut out with a knife.

Han Xianfeng tore off the human skin, all of them were on the side, laughed, took out several knives, picked out the man's tendons from the flesh and blood, and cut the flesh and blood piece by piece while the tendons were still broken, so far, the man's skeleton and brain were cut by the knife.

Han Xianfeng gave an order, and hung the man outside the door, I am afraid that he will die after three days, and I don't know how much this pain will be.

Han Xianfeng walked in front of the third person, but he saw Liu Qingyang appear in front of him, and immediately, Han Xianfeng frowned, but he didn't speak, just waiting for Liu Qingyang to speak.

Liu Qingyang sighed and said, "The third one, I don't think it's necessary." Liu Qingyang also saw Han's means of worship, so he let her go. ”

Han Fengfeng's eyes burned and said, "What's the matter, Young Master Liu wants to meddle in the affairs of the Holy Mansion?"

Liu Qingyang shook his head and said, "It's not that I interfered, but I told Han Xianfeng that you did it too, and Liu Qingyang also knew what kind of character Han Xianfeng was, and that was enough." Why bother with a daughter's family?"

Han Xianfeng laughed, turned to leave, and said, "Since this is the case, sell Liu Gongzi a face, and I will go and get the Ghost Mansion classics for you." ”

Liu Qingyang sighed, and said in his heart, how can he have something to do with a woman again!