Chapter 227: Torture



"What's going on, why does it seem to have an extra breath?"

Sun Renye's brows were tightly locked, and his face was like the changing weather, unpredictable.

One more breath of air?

The other people's cultivators couldn't detect the situation over there from such a distance, and when they heard that there was a breath of other things, they couldn't help but look at Sun Renye.

"Ju Sun, don't you mean that there is another strong man?" asked Feng Wanli.

Sun Renye shook his head, he didn't know anything except for the other breath he could feel, but he vaguely felt that the battle between the god of death and the god of doom would be disrupted by this sudden intrusion breath.

......

At this moment, the two arms can no longer be called arms, because the bones inside were trampled by the old man inch by inch, and the flesh and blood were blurred, lying in a pool of blood. The muscles on his forehead were bruised by pain, and his black and white eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshots.

He stared at the old man like a hungry wolf, wanting to eat the old man's flesh and blood raw.

"Little cub, how long can you endure it, old man?"

The old man was so angry that the object of his destruction was silent, which made him feel no pleasure in torturing people. He walked to Yin's feet, and when he lifted his foot, he was about to break the bones of Yin's feet.

"Old bastard, stop me!"

At this moment, the remnant walked out of the forest holding a man hostage with a Han knife. The residual breath is very weak at the moment, and the old man's palm just now greatly hurt his vitality

"Yong'er!"

When the old man saw the man he was holding hostage, his face changed slightly.

"Yong'er, so you really know each other, I thought this guy sneaking in a car had nothing to do with you. The smile on the man's face grew stronger, because he knew that he had grasped the other party's handle in his hand.

"Father, Sanyuan was killed by him, you have to avenge him!"

Feng Yongnan seemed to have found support, although he was held by the cold Han knife around his neck, there was still no fear on his face, because his father was capable of reaching the sky.

"Little cub, let go of my son, otherwise, the old man will definitely break you into pieces!"

The old man stared coldly at the remnant and threatened. The strong coercion stirred out, setting off wave after wave of rain.

But he was not afraid at all, but laughed loudly: "Old bastard, now your son is in my hands, and you dare to speak to me so unkindly, I am the god of doom, I am the supreme god of doom!"

As soon as the words fell, the remnant knife was ruthlessly swung down, and one of Feng Yongnan's arms was easily cut off and fell into the rain on the ground.

"Ahh

Feng Yongnan screamed in pain, "My hands, my hands, ah......"

The blood from the broken wound was like shooting out of a high-pressure gun~, divided into several torrents and sprayed into the air.

"Little cub, you are looking for death!"

The old man was furious, and rushed directly into the air, turning his right hand into a claw, and hitting the remnant's head.

"Old bastard, you dare to come over and try?"

The remnant Han knife returned to its original position, clinging to Feng Yongnan's neck, and the sharp blade had cut a thin and deep blood cut on Feng Yongnan's neck, and the gurgling blood slowly overflowed.

This really frightened the old man, he stood three or four meters away from the remnant, an old face, staring at the remnant. The breath on his body is extremely tyrannical, like a barrel of dynamite, which will explode at any time.

Seeing that this trick worked, he snorted coldly and looked at Yin in the distance, and when he saw Yin's broken body, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly shouted: "Tanatos, how are you, Tanatos?

Hearing Moros call himself hidden, Yin opened his eyes with difficulty and smiled at him: "Death...... Can't die

!”

A happy look appeared on the remnant's face, but it quickly faded.

Said angrily: "Thanatos, you give me a life, only I am qualified to kill you, if you die now, I will dismantle your body and send it to feed the dogs, do you hear me?"

"Cut"

He snorted disapprovingly, and then laughed, his blood-stained teeth making his smile look very weird. He wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength to speak, and the pain was eating away at the nerves in his brain all the time.

The remnant's gaze moved to the old man: "Old bastard, you actually hurt the person I want to kill like that, where did you come from, find fault!"

With a flash of the knife, Feng Yongnan's other arm was chopped off by him and fell to the ground, smashing a string of splashes. Cripple is definitely a ruthless character who kills people without blinking, and is even more evil than the hidden style.

"Ahh

The screams of the wind brave man were as terrible as the ghosts of hell, piercing far away in this rain curtain.

"Yong'er!"

The old man's eyes widened, his heart hurt to the extreme, he fixed his eyes on the remnant's body, and was furious, "Little cub, I will break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

"Broken corpses? ”

The remnant left arm tightened Feng Yongnan's neck to prevent his body from falling, and the Han knife in his hand pierced Feng Yongnan's waist mercilessly, and suddenly, the screams sounded again, making people's scalp tingle when they heard it.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The old man's fist was already clenched with a clattering sound, and in the old man's eyes, there was endless killing intent.

"Little cub ......" Just when he wanted to move, the remnant Han knife was once again on Feng Yongnan's neck

"Don't act rashly, old bastard, or my knife will cut your son's throat. The grim smiled.

"Dad, leave me alone, kill him, kill him, I'm ...... I'm in pain, I'm in pain!"

Feng Yongnan screamed hoarsely, blood spurting out of his mouth as he screamed.

"Yong'er, my Yong'er!"

The old man's eyes were full of fatherly love when he looked at Feng Yongnan.

However, the remnant seemed to be trying to make the old man miserable, and while the old man was stunned for a moment, the Han knife danced in his hand, and then slammed into Feng Yongnan's thigh.

"Ahh

Feng Yongnan almost fainted, his tongue was bitten by his own teeth, and blood was gurgling, like a demon.

"Dad, please...... Hurry up and kill ...... Kill him, kill him!"

Feng Yongnan's tone was almost pleading, such torture is better than death. At a certain moment, he completely broke out and yelled at the old man, his face hideous, "Feng Butong, what are you waiting for, kill him, kill him!"

"Yong'er!"

The wind cloth burst out with a strong momentum in an instant, turning into a phantom, and his right palm was imprinted towards the remnant's chest with a surging momentum, "Little cub, take your life!"

There was a trace of panic in the remnant's heart, the other party's speed was too fast, and it was instantaneous, and he didn't have any time to react. He had no choice but to grab the back of Feng Yongnan's neck and lift it up to block in front of him.

"Boom"

Feng Bu and this palm, firmly imprinted on Feng Yongnan's body, Feng Yongnan's body, in this terrifying force, suddenly turned into flesh and blood.

Stunned, this old bastard actually killed his son?

But he couldn't think about it too much, and Feng Butong's dry palm broke through the flesh and hit him on the chest. ()

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