Stomp ......

The familiar footsteps of the night came again, and suddenly, the howling from the depths of the dungeon stopped and turned into a whimpering plea for mercy.

"Kill, kill me......"

"Please, kill me! kill me......"

"Hehe, hehehe, tell me why I'm still alive......"

Standing in the place where these sounds came from, Ye Chengfeng looked at the person in front of him with a pair of indifferent and calm eyes.

Only half of the whole human head is left, half of the head can see the brains inside, half of the face has an eyeball, half a nose, and a barely complete mouth connected to the lower half of the neck...... Going down the chest is still complete, and then down there is no waist, no hands, no feet......

The whole person was hung in mid-air, and as his left chest rose and fell, the half-exposed heart dripped -

A thick, blackened drop of blood fell into a container below.

And inside the container is an eyeball!

"Why are you still alive?" Ye Chengfeng calmly looked at the "person" in front of him, and smiled indifferently: "Have you ever heard of the Lifeless Sword Technique? I can even- I can let you only have half of your head left, but I can still make you clearly feel that you are still alive!"

"It's just that you can't hear, you can't see, you can't touch, you can't speak, you can't smell ......"

"There is only a boundless darkness, do you want to feel it?"

There is no life swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship of the Xuan rank is lower!

According to legend, the sword of the lifeless sword saint can be born without life, and it can be born without death, it can save people and hurt people!

The lifeless sword saint was unrighteous and evil in his life, slaughtering countless people and living countless people.

"Woo woo woo ......" the man whimpered and wept, desperate like a madman, he cried out in fear and begged for mercy, "I beg you, spare me, kill me!

"Why ......"

Soon, soon! This three-eyed pupil is almost finished.

When the time comes, it will be transplanted, Ye Chengfeng turned around and walked towards the exit.

"I'm begging you, you can torture me, I beg you to stay, stay with me, talk to me......"

For five whole years, his deepest despair was not waiting for death, but the deepest darkness and loneliness he encountered on the way to death! He had long been accustomed to torture! The feeling of pain had long been lost!

Because in the depths of this prison, he has been hanging to raise blood and let his blood go for five years.

"Just because, you are Yang Honglie's illegitimate son!

"Do you think that a thousand-year-old ginseng pill every day is given for free?"

Ye Chengfeng's voice floated back and forth in this dark dungeon. This "person" who looked at the middle-aged man watched him walk out of the prison in despair and let out a howl that was not like a human voice!

......

Quanzhou Mansion Road Family, with a legendary spirit beast Qingxuanlu!

Since the end of the night when Lu Xuande accepted Yang An as his righteous son, this news has been like a hurricane, blowing through the entire prefecture! Suddenly, the people in power of the entire Quanzhou Prefecture who are stationed in the prefecture have heard the wind, and the entire prefecture is like boiling water, and the people with status have moved frequently, as if they are plotting something.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Except for the ruling body of the Martial Arts Alliance, and the forces under it, almost all of the other large and small families, unpopular martial arts halls, and large and small sects were moved!

"Senior brother, why don't you care about them at all? Look! In the past two days, there have been fewer and fewer people in the Dao Hall who have gathered to practice!"

In the Wuji Dao Hall, Li Yulian looked at Peng Yu indignantly, only to see that he was punching and kicking, and he was extremely serious about completing the cultivation homework set every day. In the battle of the black-backed ape, he had a relationship with Lu Yu, and Li Yulian almost immediately admired the boy who confronted the powerful demon beast head-on.

"Just for Lu Yu's spirit beast, look at these people, I don't know what they're doing all day long?

Peng Yu completed a practice without saying a word, slowly exhaled his breath, and untied the weight-bearing clothes on the jacket of his practice uniform, covered in sweat.

After the previous battle with the black-backed ape, he deeply realized that the body is the cornerstone of martial arts, and after consulting with the master, he was originally immersed in the way of the sword, and began to contact the practice of refining the body!

Dedicated to kendo, he not only learned to practice, but also practiced fighting.

This is also the master's suggestion, the sword is only an extension of the hand in the final analysis, and the better control of the body's fists and feet will naturally be able to better control the sword in the hand!

"I've already told my master about ......"

Peng Yu looked at the puffing girl in front of her with some amusement, and said a little speechlessly: "These small groups, no one listens to them except the words of the teachings! As for them not coming to the training camp, there will naturally be punishment, don't worry!"

At this time, a slender figure of about two meters and two walked out of the hall, and in the bright hall, the disciples scattered in all corners stood up straight, bowed, and saluted, except for a few who could not be distracted.

"Yes, Teach Yes!"

"Yes! Keep practicing!"

Ye Jiaoyu has a slender body and a well-proportioned physique, without the strong and strong feeling of most strong men who are more than two meters long, and the whole person exudes a feeling of lightness and elegance.

"Uncle Ye!" Peng Yu was different from others, he had already worshiped the deputy hall master of the Wuji Dao Pavilion as his teacher, so he called this Ye Jiaoyu his uncle. The martial artists who teach in the Wuji Dao Pavilion, or serve as the deputy hall master level or above, are all disciples of the Wuji Dao School, some of these people are going down the mountain to hone their own experience, while some have a slim future, so they can only go down the mountain to teach in the Wuji Dao Pavilion, or return to the world, and spend their lives.

And this Ye Sect belongs to the former!

"En!" Ye Jiaoyu looked at Peng Yu and didn't say much, but his eyes looked at the gate of the practice hall.

"One heart, one door. One lamp, one green city. ”

A slightly immature voice sounded, and Peng Yu, who felt that the voice was familiar, hurriedly turned his head, but saw Lu Yu standing at the gate, looking at the side of the main door of the lobby with admiration, and the twelve words on the wall.

The font is like flowing water, and the charm of man and nature under the sky leaps between the lines. As for Qingcheng, it belongs to Qingzhou in the Zhongyang Domain, which is the location of the sect of Wuji Dao, and it is also the birthplace of the martial arts school of Wuji Dao!

"Good word!"

The person who wrote these twelve words must be a master, and Lu Yu could feel the momentum of that master, hidden in the words.

"Brother Yu, welcome, welcome!" Peng Yu was overjoyed, he had been looking forward to this young man who had saved their senior brother in danger, "Brother Fool thought that you might not be able to come recently!"

"Lu Yu, Lu Yu!" Li Yulian hurriedly leaned over and said with a smile: "Do you remember me?"

"Eh, I haven't seen you for a long time, Sister Yulian!" Lu Yu's face was a little embarrassed, and he looked at the girl in front of him a little speechlessly, no way, after knowing his age, this little sister called herself a sister.

"Master Peng's nephew, this is ......"

As soon as Lu Yu came in, he noticed this "tall" person, compared to him, he was only up to his waist, he was simply a child.