Ling Yifan quietly controlled the recovery of Yuan Li, perceiving the growth of Yuan Force in his body bit by bit, and was secretly excited in his heart, he didn't expect that Yi Rong Dan was so flawed that he almost capsized in the gutter.

Ling Yifan silently sensed the recovery of Yuan Li motionlessly, the first order of Yuan Infant, the second order of Yuan Infant... The Seventh Order of the Yuan Baby... After a full stick of incense, the Yuan Force in Ling Yifan's body finally returned to its heyday.

"Bastard, look at how I, Ling, escaped from the Ascension to Heaven and how I repay you!" Ling Yifan scolded in his heart. Immediately afterwards, the Yuan Force in the body was running wildly, and the soul power was dispersed at the same time, only to hear the sound of the body's 'click', all the broken bones were repaired instantly, and the hole in the body that was stabbed by Feng Siyuan was also restored as before.

Feng Siyuan was so startled by this voice that he suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Yifan, only to see that Ling Yifan, who was still dying just now, was not only completely recovered from his injuries in an instant, but his momentum was even stronger than ever.

Feng Siyuan opened his mouth wide and looked at Ling Yifan with a look of astonishment, is this still the same Ling Yifan who has cultivated as a fan? Is it still the guy who let him abuse him just now? For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly grew in his heart, and he instinctively took out the spirit sword and wanted to stab Ling Yifan again.

Where would Ling Yifan give him a chance, although his body was restrained at the moment, it did not affect the use of his supernatural powers. His right hand pointed at Feng Siyuan, and suddenly, the divine power 'disillusionment' came out, and Feng Siyuan, who had just taken a few steps closer to Ling Yifan, suddenly looked stunned and froze in place.

Ling Yifan's eyes were cold, his divine sense moved, and he took out the spirit sword in his hand, and it was the immortal-level superb spirit sword. If this Xuantie is not a spirit sword above the immortal level, it would be extremely difficult to cut it, but I saw Ling Yifan's wrist turn and wave it at the Xuantie iron cable on his arm, and the iron rope broke in response.

"This immortal-level superb spirit sword is really extraordinary. Ling Yifan secretly said yes, and the spirit sword swung out several times in succession at the iron rope on his body, and there was a clang. The rope fell to the ground in a dull manner.

Ling Yifan, who had broken free from the confinement, swept over Feng Siyuan, who was still stunned in place, immersed in the illusion, his eyes flashed with a cold look, this bastard tortured himself just now, and now it was time to repay.

This secret room has been blessed by the formation, and a monk who does not have the law of perception cannot investigate the situation in the secret room. Except, of course, Ling Yifan. As long as Feng Siyuan didn't take the initiative to pass on the news, the middle-aged people in the hall would not know what was going on in the secret room.

Coming to Feng Siyuan, Ling Yifan's body was running with the Yuan Force, only to see that the fire elements converged on his right hand, which had been clenched into a fist, and the scorching aura emanating from it already showed how powerful this punch was.

Ling Yifan's right hand was like electricity, and it slammed into Feng Siyuan's dantian, Feng Siyuan's body suddenly smashed on the solid wall of the secret room like a meteorite, and this punch directly abolished the Yuan Ying in Feng Siyuan's dantian.

Feng Siyuan's body that hit the wall was bounced off and fell to the ground. The whole body curled up together in a bow, and Ling Yifan's punch just now had already woken him up from the illusion, and even beat him from heaven to hell. At this time, Feng Siyuan couldn't think normally, and his whole mind was still in a state of chaos!

At this time, the shock in his heart had already made him forget the pain of Yuanying being abolished, Ling Yifan came to his side and said coldly: "This punch is for you to mistreat Meng Yao in the stone cave back then!"

Feng Siyuan, whose thinking was in chaos, was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and his chaotic thoughts gradually became a little sober. The huddled body struggled to get up, but several attempts failed. Ling Yifan's punch was too hard. He could only turn his head to look at Ling Yifan with great effort, Feng Siyuan never expected that Ling Yifan would know about what happened back then.

Ling Yifan squatted down, looked at Feng Siyuan, who was pale, and said in a cold voice: "What's the matter? It's very unexpected? The next thing is to repay you for taking care of me just now!" Ling Yifan's tone was a little cold and playful.

But when he heard it in Feng Siyuan's ears, his heart trembled fiercely, and his voice trembled a little and asked, "How can you be so strong? What is your true cultivation realm? Could it be that you just pretended?"

Ling Yifan sneered, and replied in a cold tone: "You don't need to know what cultivation is." It's more than enough to deal with you, but if you had killed me or abolished me earlier, I wouldn't be standing in front of you now, you're not ruthless enough!

Feng Siyuan only felt a tingling scalp, Ling Yifan. This familiar and somewhat unfamiliar name scared him a little for the first time. But he still struggled and said: "Ling Yifan, don't mess around, this is Hengyue Sect, even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape, and the master will not let you go!"

Ling Yifan sneered and said: "You said that guy who entered the second order of sainthood? he is not qualified enough to make me afraid, the Xuanying Sect that he killed not long ago made me very angry, I didn't expect God to send you to me, and it can be regarded as barely letting me temporarily relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

Feng Siyuan finally understood what Ling Yifan's expression and tone meant before, he really underestimated Ling Yifan too much. Because in Ling Yifan's opinion, those Xuantie confinements were really unsightly, they were really insignificant, as long as he wanted to, he could break them at any time, but Ling Yifan must have suffered some kind of injury at that time, and his cultivation was temporarily imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Feng Siyuan couldn't help but secretly regret that if he had abolished Ling Yifan's cultivation just now, he wouldn't have done so, he thought he had picked up a treasure, but he didn't expect to bring back a evil star.

Ling Yifan said with a smile: "Don't think about it, don't worry, it's safe here, no matter what happens here before you die, no one will know!" After speaking, he took out a spirit sword.

Needless to say, the remorse in Feng Siyuan's heart at this time, listening to Ling Yifan's words just now, he only felt a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe, and his whole body was cold. He couldn't forget how he treated Ling Yifan just now, not to mention whether Ling Yifan would get worse, just doing the same thing he did to Ling Yifan just now was enough for himself.

Don't look at him when he doesn't blink when dealing with others, it's really his turn to tremble more than anyone else. I saw Ling Yifan whispering to himself: "Didn't you break my hand just now?" You didn't do it right, let me show you, this interruption can't make people feel pain for a long time, it will only make people feel pain for a while." So, it's got to be like this..."

Ling Yifan was talking to himself while the Yuan Force was running, and his right hand shook Feng Siyuan's fingers hard, and with a bang, his fingers were broken.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart, and Feng Siyuan, who suddenly hurt when Ling Yifan shook it, snorted, and a heart-piercing pain pierced the nerves of the brain like a pinprick.

Ling Yifan didn't stop there, after breaking one bone joint of Feng Siyuan's index finger, he broke one bone joint again, and a person's fingers except for the thumb were all three bone joints.

Ling Yifan pinched off all the three joints of Feng Siyuan little by little, looking at Feng Siyuan, who was pale, Ling Yifan asked with a concerned face, "How is it?

Feng Siyuan looked at Ling Yifan with fear and resentment, and said in a trembling voice: "You... You bastard, kind of you kill me, give me a good time..."

Looking at Feng Siyuan's expression, Ling Yifan nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that you know that it hurts, this is just an appetizer, you have ten fingers, don't worry, you still have arms and feet after you are done... You see what I said is right, this is only a little bit of it, the pain will last, will make the other party afraid, you have done nothing wrong before, and then you should learn and experience it with an open mind!"

Feng Siyuan was really frightened, looked at Ling Yifan, and muttered to himself: "You devil, you bastard, I won't let you go." ”

Ling Yifan sneered, "Then let's talk about it after you become a ghost, let's enjoy it with peace of mind now!" After speaking, he crushed Feng Siyuan's fingers little by little, and without the support of Yuan Li, Feng Siyuan was like a mortal at this time, unable to resolve the pain of broken fingers at all.

Fainted several times under Ling Yifan's greeting, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a miserable scream and passed out again.

Looking at Feng Siyuan who was in a coma, Ling Yifan sneered in his heart, and said to himself: "You are not as good as a beast, a betrayal of the master, even a hundred deaths are not enough, hum, you dared to mistreat Meng Yao back then!" Yun Mengyao is Ling Yifan's reverse scale, touching this, Ling Yifan doesn't care if he is a gentleman or a devil, he will definitely repay it a hundred times, especially for a bastard like Feng Siyuan.

Ling Yifan hit Feng Siyuan with a Yuan force, only to see Feng Siyuan, who was in a coma, waking up leisurely under the injection of this Yuan Force. Looking at Feng Siyuan who woke up, Ling Yifan said, "Don't be afraid, we still have to continue, how can you always sleep and understand what I taught you!"

Feng Siyuan was almost crazy, looking at his bloody hands, he was about to collapse, this is not a devil, but a demon!

Ling Yifan observed Feng Siyuan's expression, and nodded secretly in his heart, this is what he wanted. Anyone can endure physical torture and pain, but the destruction from the spirit is invisible and the most painful, and what he wants is to completely destroy the other party spiritually.

Looking at Feng Siyuan, who was resentful and resentful, Ling Yifan showed a smile, but in Feng Siyuan's eyes, it was so hideous, he knew that Ling Yifan's torture had started again... (To be continued......)