"What's going on?"

"Where did the ice come from?"

"What's going on? I can't move......"

Everyone in the rivers and lakes of the sect screamed.

The young soldier Sang Fusheng was slightly stunned.

The imaginary pain did not come.

The eyes can still see.

Sang Fusheng looked at the thorn of thistle terrestris that was almost piercing his eye, and suddenly stopped a shot away, and then heard the exclamations of the villains, and then he looked down and saw the familiar frost on the ground......

Frost?

This chill ...... Where do you think you've seen it?

Sang Fusheng was stunned, and suddenly realized something.

His originally tired and gloomy eyes suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

Then, in the terrifying pupils of the black bear strong man in front of him, he saw the image of a figure imprinted in it.

The white clothes are like jade, and the black hair is like a waterfall.

It was a figure that was extremely familiar.

Ye Qingyu!

Ye Houye!

Sang Fusheng was stunned.

And almost at the same time, Qi Yong's howl of terror like killing a pig pierced the entire torture room.

"Ye Ye Ye Ye ......" Qi Yong finally saw the white figure who walked in step by step from the door, that handsome face was enough to make countless girls insomnia, but in his eyes, it was undoubtedly the most terrifying face in the world, and he screamed: "You...... Leaf leaf leaf ...... Ye Qingyu!"

......

Ye Qingyu ignored Qi Yong's screams and wails as if he had been castrated.

He flicked his fingers.

Four ice crystal snowflakes shot out, directly breaking the shackles on the hands and feet of the young armor soldier Sang Fusheng.

"How's that, can you hold on?"

By the time he said this, the man had already reached the young officer like lightning.

Sang Fusheng knew that this sentence was said by Ye Qingyu to himself.

The young armorer opened his mouth and laughed proudly, "No problem. ”

The hands and feet exerted a slight force, the wound cracked, and the blood splattered, but the person had already broken free of the broken shackles, jumped down from the torture rack, stumbled, and almost fell, he held the torture rack with one hand, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Damn, I was almost killed by this group of pups......

Beside.

Ye Qingyu's palm had already covered the forehead of the young junior officer.

The petty officer was already in a semi-comatose state, his body was shaking violently and struggling, and he had no sense of anything outside the world.

"I've been here for a while, and I've been watching from behind the door. Ye Qingyu didn't look back, slowly injected Nei Yuan into the body of the little officer, and then said softly: "His situation is a little bad, when I came, I already found that he was a little out of life...... Therefore, I can only endure it first, let them torture him, stimulate his last energy, and stimulate the power of his life origin, so that I can save people, seize a glimmer of life, and renew his life!"

As he spoke, Ye Qingyu raised his backhand.

A robe was taken out of the spatial treasure bag and thrown to Sang Fusheng.

Sang Fusheng took the robe, wrapped it around his body, which was full of various dense wounds, and took a deep breath.

Hearing this, he was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, it turned out that Ye Hou Ye was explaining to himself, and he couldn't help but be a little moved and frightened, and hurriedly said: "Hou Ye is righteous, what you do must have a reason, Fusheng has long heard my general say, what you do, you don't need to explain to the villain, even if you don't make a move today, the villain has no complaints." ”

Under the infection of Liu Zongyuan, he has long admired Ye Qingyu.

Especially a few days ago, when I heard Ye Qingyu talk about the sect, and killed the Five Poison Princes and others with thunder, the righteous people in the Youyan Army were extremely excited, and Sang Fusheng was already one of Ye Qingyu's loyal admirers.

After a while.

"Huh......" The young officer finally opened his eyes.

He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and his violently trembling body finally stopped.

Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

He's not a doctor, but he knows a little bit about saving people.

When I saw the young junior officer on the torture rack for the first time, I knew that he was too seriously injured to return to heaven, so I got along with this method, when the junior officer was tortured, he didn't make a move, and when he couldn't bear the huge pain and his body instinctively released the last life force, he took action to use the profound Xuan Qi to renew his life in the most common way of martial artists.

The little officer slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he saw Ye Qingyu, he was stunned.

The eyes seemed to be a little dazed, and a little stunned.

"Are you...... Leaf...... Ye Houye, you ......" He had seen Ye Qingyu's portrait.

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "Don't talk, rest first." A cold breath spat out from his palm, and instantly froze the steel torture frame directly into ice slag, and the silver frost covered the scars on the little officer's body, stopping the bleeding for him, and then gently picked him up and put him on a stone bed next to him, covering his fleshy and bloody body with another robe.

The petty officer's injuries were serious and required systematic treatment.

After doing all this, Ye Qingyu looked at the young armor Sang Fusheng.

Sang Fusheng's strength is countless times stronger than that of a junior officer, and the blood in his body is as strong as a giant bear, so his state is much better, and after a little breathing, he can already move freely, and the robe on his body has been soaked with blood, but he seems to be unaware of it, and his mental state is very good.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?"

His body was as straight as a javelin.

Even when he was seriously wounded, he still maintained the posture of a real soldier, and his body was as tight as a bow.

This is the demeanor of a real sergeant of the Youyan Army.

Ye Qingyu glanced at Qi Yong and the others, who were frozen in place by the cold ice and were terrified, and said lightly: "How to do it, of course, do what you want to do the most...... Leave one or two alive and you'll be fine. ”

Sang Fusheng was stunned.

Immediately he laughed happily.

"Master Xie. ”

He saluted.

Then he turned around and walked towards Qi Yong.

"Look at you one by one, how ugly the smile is, come on, come on, be happy......" Sang Fusheng pinched his fingers, blood dripped from his fingertips, and there was a rattling sound from the bone joints, he moved his shoulders, walked over slowly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you have a lot of fun just now?" Now it's my turn, come, have fun with me again!"

......

Oh, my God!!

How can it be!!

When the silver frost spread like water streaks throughout the torture room, fixing everyone's figures, including those Seven Star Sect masters guarding in the passage, they suddenly felt that the temperature in the entire cave had dropped to freezing point all of a sudden, and they looked at a straight white-clothed figure with their own eyes, and they didn't know when it appeared at the entrance of the cave, just like a hellish death god who exuded a piercing chill all over his body, walking in step by step.

"Leaf ...... Ye Qingyu!!"

The Seven Star Sect people led by Qi Yong swallowed a mouthful of fear in unison.

They couldn't believe their eyes, how could this legendary Ice Reaper appear here.

When Ye Qingyu was treating the young junior officer, no one dared to speak.

Indescribable fear, overwhelming each of them.

During this period of time, the people of the Jianghu Sect in Youyan Pass have not heard the three words Ye Qingyu, absolutely not, hundreds of people in the Jianghu Sect have used their own blood and bones to achieve Ye Qingyu's supreme reputation, and now the nickname of Youyan Yiye, not to mention in Youyan Pass, even in the entire empire Jianghu Road, has enough deterrent power.

Qi Yong and the people who were present also knew very well in their hearts that they were not the opponents of this Youyan Yiye when they were tied together.

They just stayed here and were in charge of torture.

The top powerhouses who are really sitting here happen to have something to do today, and they all went out.

There is no one here who can resist Ye Qingyu even half a move.

And the moment Ye Qingyu appeared, he sealed the entire torture room with the power of ice, and no news could be sent.

They are like lambs to the slaughter.

So when they heard Ye Qingyu's sentence 'do what you want to do the most', Qi Yong and the others were like being hooked by the scythe of death, and the blade-like cold made them desperate.

The cold words were like the decree of the god of death, every word was filled with endless coercion and anger, Qi Yong and the others only felt that the blood in their bodies was about to be shocked by the other party and could not flow, and an irrepressible fear made them all tremble.

Sang Fusheng was the first to come to the black bear strong man.

This strong man with thick black hair and a hideous aura had an expression on his face that was more ugly than crying, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak......

"Look, retribution is coming so quickly!"

Sang Fusheng smiled, picked up another tribulus terrestris on the torture rack, and smashed it down with his backhand.

Blood splattered.

The head of the black bear strong man was directly smashed into a watermelon.

The young armor shot ruthlessly and mercilessly.

There were already a few sect disciples next to him, they were so frightened that they screamed, crying and begging for mercy, although they had also experienced the killing of the rivers and lakes, and they had also seen bloodshed and death, but most of the time, such a fate was imposed on others by them, such as this time the torture of Sang Fusheng and the little officer, the bloody and cruel scene was more shocking than being smashed by an iron thistle, but they were as excited and carnival as watching a costume performance.

But when such a fate befell them, fear instantly overwhelmed them.

"Hey, I said you, all of you claim to be heroes in the rivers and lakes, can you not make such a fuss," Sang Fusheng frowned and scolded, then thought about it very seriously, and said, "It's bloody, huh...... It seems that this is too violent, and it is really not good. ”

Then he looked around, picked up a rusty machete, and shook it in his hand.

Shout!

The knife flashed.

The head of a person in the rivers and lakes next to him flew up directly.

"It's better to use a knife to make it easier......" Sang Fusheng nodded with satisfaction, and then his wrist shook, and the sword light rose again, and the head of another person in the rivers and lakes also flew to the ground, and blood gushed like a fountain.

Killing is like mowing lawn.

This is a soldier who has really been honed on the battlefield of the demon clan, and he is ruthless and absolutely merciful-

Tomorrow night,There will be an interview in the post bar,Yutian God Emperor post bar,A more formal event,There are a lot of gifts,There are also lotteries,To be honest,I'm greedy for the prizes,Around eight o'clock tomorrow night,Everyone come to the post bar to have fun.,In case you win the lottery.。