Du Zhenyu did just arrive at the scene, and he didn't know about the conversation between the handsome man and Feng Yemei just now.

But that didn't affect his anger.

The handsome man was too stupid B, and he actually spoke cruelly again, trying to shame Du Zhenyu and Feng Yemei, which easily aroused Du Zhenyu's imagination.

Maybe his imagination is not rich, but he is not an idiot, and he can always imagine something from the words of the handsome man.

So he was very angry.

Growing so big, this is the second time he's really angry.

The first time was also in Banan City, when Ghost Face Shura kidnapped Yang Linlin and also tried to insult the latter, and later, Ghost Face Shura died a miserable death.

It's just that now Du Zhenyu's martial arts have been completed, and the handsome man is undoubtedly an ant-like existence in his eyes, and it is conceivable that the fate of the handsome man will not be slightly better than that of the ghost-faced Shura.

disdains to use a sword, because Du Zhenyu feels that this is really an insult to him, don't really defile his sword.

His sword is already psychic, and this kind of spiritual thing probably doesn't want to be stained with the blood of such people, right?

The handsome man's body trembled slightly, his eyes widened, his pupils began to contract, and endless fear began to arise in his heart.

Du Zhenyu's momentum has climbed to the extreme, how can he resist it.

The endless fear enveloped him, making him speechless and making him want to flee the scene, but he felt that his whole body could not move, as if his body had stopped listening to him.

Du Zhenyu looked at the handsome man indifferently, and slowly raised the dead branch in his hand.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an invisible energy, which is frantically gathering like his dead branches, and above his head, dark clouds slowly begin to gather, and his body slowly leaves the ground out of thin air, rising straight up ten meters high.

Feng Yemei's eyes rippled.

Du Zhenyu's strength completely went against her imagination and cognition, and she was a little excited, because although the man in front of her was already like a killing god, he was no longer like an ordinary person living in the world, but he was her man after all, since she recognized this fact and sorted out the chaotic thoughts in her heart, she gave birth to some pride and pride in her heart.

The handsome man's heart began to tighten, and similarly, Du Zhenyu's strength was beyond his imagination.

Is this the result of that mystical exercise?

Human desire is really the thing that can bury people's lives the most.

In just an instant, the handsome man's heart was filled with desire.

If he can win this kind of exercise, he can also be as powerful as Du Zhenyu.

What a tempting idea!

So, his mind was fascinated, he was completely fearless, and some were just greedy eyes, he looked at Du Zhenyu, and there was some naked fiery desire in his eyes.

He suddenly found that his fear was gone, replaced by his blood, his hands could move, his feet could move, and his body had never been in such perfect condition as it was now.

The handsome man confidently felt that he was much more powerful than usual at this time, as if there was no character in this world that he couldn't defeat.

"Hand over the exercises, spare you from dying!" The handsome man's voice trembled a little, not scared, but excited.

Feng Yemei glanced at the handsome man, and when she saw the eagerness on the latter's face, she was a little speechless.

That's crazy, isn't it?!

How strong this man's desire must be!

How fat this guy's guts must be, doesn't he know that the next moment, he will die?

At this time, he was still thinking about the exercises?

Feng Yemei had a mocking smile on her face, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.

Du Zhenyu looked at the handsome man, his face became a little strange, and there was even a trace of a weird smile, which was the amusement and contempt of the strongest man when he saw the existence of ants.

Suddenly, Du Zhenyu turned his head slightly and said to Feng Yemei, "Close your eyes." ”

Feng Yemei was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what Du Zhenyu meant, she put her hands on her lower abdomen, as if she wanted to blindfold the child in her abdomen, so as not to be affected by the bloody scene, and she herself really turned around and closed her eyes.

Turning his head and looking at the handsome man, Du Zhenyu was condescending, his expression became serious, and he raised the dead branch in his hand.

Whoop!

The branches of the tree pierced the air, like lightning striking the trunk of the tree, making a swishing sound, and then a sword aura visible to the naked eye slashed towards the handsome man on the ground.

The handsome man raised the knife in his hand violently, and his facial features became a little distorted.

As soon as his sword swung past his eyebrows, the sword aura had already arrived, and then a scene that made him unbelievable happened.

The blade of the knife was split in two, and his chest, from his left shoulder to the lower right, was torn through his clothes, and a blood groove appeared in his chest.

The blood trough was not deep, it had just cut through the skin, but the blood was oozing out uncontrollably.

The handsome man was a little incomprehensible, obviously the other party was so far away from him, why was the knife cut?

Can a dead branch cut a steel knife?

That's outrageous, isn't it?

This is not a martial arts novel, is there still a legendary sword qi?

Suddenly, there was an inspiration in his heart, and the handsome man said with some shock: "Sword qi? ”

He stood in place in a daze, looking at Du Zhenyu, and countless fears poured out of his heart again, and once this emotion was generated, it was difficult to wave away, so that he could not have a trace of resistance.

As a result, his body was once again out of his control, and he could only stand there and accept Du Zhenyu's killing and abuse.

Du Zhenyu's body was suspended in the air, extremely weird, the dead branches in his hands swung out again and again, swinging faster and faster, and then the handsome man only saw that Du Zhenyu's body became a hazy afterimage.

He couldn't see the sword qi, because the sword qi itself couldn't be seen, he could only feel it.

It's a pity that he hasn't cultivated internal strength, so he can't feel it in advance.

Besides, he couldn't move, and even if he felt it, he couldn't dodge.

One sword, two swords, three swords......

With every swing of Du Zhenyu's sword, a new wound appeared on the handsome man's body, and those wounds were never very deep, but they were just enough to make the body bleed.

Finally, the handsome man realized that the reason why his wound was not fatal was not because of Du Zhenyu's mercy, but because Du Zhenyu was unusually cruel.

Yes, Du Zhenyu just didn't want him to die happily, and wanted to torture him as much as possible.

He wanted to kill himself, but unfortunately, he didn't have this opportunity, his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.

So, he could only feel pain.

His clothes had been cut in at least a hundred places, and blood was pouring out of his body, as if he had been fished out of the blood.

His face was covered with wounds, his nose was cut off, it was not cut off, but it was chopped by countless sword qi, his eyes were blind, and his lips were cut into ten pieces......

At first, the handsome man could still howl and let out a miserable cry, but as his lips were cut into countless pieces, he could no longer make a sound, and he only swallowed all the whimperes.

He really wanted to die.

But he couldn't die.

His body seemed to be immobilized, bound by an inexplicable energy, and he couldn't even fall down.

Du Zhenyu seemed to be puzzled, and kept waving the dead branch in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were terrifying.

The handsome man's heart was occupied by too much fear at this time, he wanted to die immediately, he regretted it, regretted that he shouldn't have provoked a bad star like Du Zhenyu.

He really couldn't understand how there could be such cruel people in the world, how could there be such cruel and vicious methods of torturing people.

He was even more shocked and admired that Du Zhenyu's methods were too professional, and he swung out hundreds of sword qi, which could not hurt his vital point.

In fact, how much he hoped that Du Zhenyu could hurt him and let him die quickly.

It's just that everything can't go as he wants.

Phew!

A sword aura finally rushed towards the handsome man's lower body, the latter trembled violently, his eyes were wide open, blood was flowing from his eyes, and his eyes were half hanging on his face.

Du Zhenyu slowly stopped, slowly fell to the ground, turned his back to Feng Yemei, looked at the handsome man not far away, his cold voice sounded again: "I said that I will get back the humiliation she has suffered, and I also said that I will not let you die so happily, then, you can wait for death with peace of mind, I don't know how long the blood on your body can flow!" ”

Feng Yemei turned around and only glanced at the handsome man opposite, her already pale little face immediately turned pale, and she suddenly covered her mouth and bent over and vomited.

This time it's not a pregnancy reaction, it's nausea and I want to vomit.

The energy around the handsome man's body finally slowly dissipated, and he fell to the ground on his back with a bang, and his body regained the ability to move.

The meridians of his limbs had been severed, and although he could move, he could not really move.

Yes, he can only wait for death now, slowly waiting for death.

Du Zhenyu turned his head, the red light in his eyes slowly faded, and he helped Feng Yemei a little apologetically, and when he touched her body, the latter trembled slightly, but he didn't dodge and struggle anymore.

After vomiting for a while, Feng Yemei straightened up and turned her head to look at Du Zhenyu, with some grievances in her eyes, as well as some strangeness and fear.

"I'm sorry I scared you just now."

Yes, he really scared Feng Yemei.

Although Feng Yemei is not very old, there are really many people she has killed.

Once, she thought she was an expert at killing, and she always thought she was cruel enough.

But today, she really opened her eyes, it turned out that killing people, you can still kill in this way, which is very cruel and artistic.

But she really doesn't like to watch such scenes, because she is no longer a killer, but a mother of a child.

All that used to be gone with the wind will be gone.

It's just that she was a little moved in her heart, of course she knew why Du Zhenyu was so perverted and cruel.

Du Zhenyu said apologetically, there was the most sincere love and pain in his eyes.

Feng Yemei could finally feel all this, she looked at him, shook her head slightly, and said: "I just said to him, I regret it, I shouldn't have rejected you again and again, no matter what, you are the father of the child, that is, my man, and more importantly, I, I love you!" ”

Du Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, his body couldn't help trembling, he hugged Feng Yemei into his arms, and said: "I love you too, I swear, from now on, I will not let you leave me again, and I will not let you suffer a little more grievance!" ”

Lying in Du Zhenyu's arms, Feng Yemei twitched slightly, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

For so many years, she rarely cried, and even she forgot when she cried, but at this moment, she really cried, she cried.

This kind of silent convulsions is the most torturous.

Du Zhenyu helped her up, and when he saw her tears in her eyes, he felt very sad, so he smiled slightly: "If you want to cry, cry out loud, this is good for your body." ”

So, then, Feng Yemei really cried.