As soon as Ling Yifan woke up, he found something unbelievable, first he was imprisoned, and then he found out that it was Feng Siyuan, a bastard. Although Yuan Li has not yet recovered, fortunately, his divine consciousness has not been affected.

Ling Yifan hurriedly spread out his divine sense, instantly enveloping the entire sect, and suddenly all of them were in front of Ling Yifan. There are about more than 800 people in this sect, and there is only one middle-aged person in the main hall who is a second-order cultivator, who must be the sect master of this sect, and he is frowning at this time, as if he is thinking about something.

After the divine sense finished observing, Ling Yifan secretly sighed, he was really startled just now, and he thought that he was caught by the people of the Xuanyuan Sect when he was unconscious. As long as he wasn't caught by the Xuanming Sect, Ling Yifan was fearless, and as long as Yuan Li recovered, he could find a way to break the Xuantie iron cable on his body.

Ling Yifan's limbs were all wrapped around the iron cable, and he was just hoisted up into a standing position, at this time, Ling Yifan looked at Feng Siyuan with a smile on his face.

Feng Siyuan chuckled in his heart, and scolded in his heart: "It's all so virtuous, and he still has the heart to pretend to be calm here, could it be that he thinks he can escape from here?"

Thinking of this, he came to Ling Yifan, looked Ling Yifan up and down, and said disdainfully: "I really don't know what you have to make the Xuanming Sect pay such a big price to want you, I think there must be something wrong with the Xuanming Sect." Well, I didn't expect that we would meet here in a few years, and it would still be in my hands. ”

Ling Yifan looked at Feng Siyuan coldly, and sneered: "I didn't expect God to send you bastard to me, it's really providential, I didn't expect you to be alive, it seems that God favors me!"

Feng Siyuan was stunned, he was a little stunned by what Ling Yifan said, this Ling Yifan couldn't be crazy, didn't he understand his situation. Obviously he is imprisoned here, not only is he not worried about his situation at all, but he also makes nonsense, as if the person who is imprisoned is not him but someone else.

Feng Siyuan felt a feeling of being teased. said coldly: "The surname Ling, you don't seem to understand your own situation, it's you who was tied up by Wuhua instead of me, what." Do you still want to kill me? Daydreaming, although I can kill you, but the pain of flesh and skin is inevitable, you robbed the woman that Lao Tzu fell in love with, and today it is doomed to your end.

Hum. When the people from the Xuanming Sect come, I don't know if I can guarantee that you will be alive, so let's enjoy my hospitality first!"

Ling Yifan didn't care at first, but when he heard that the people from the Xuanming Sect would arrive soon, he suddenly chuckled in his heart and secretly exclaimed that it was not good.

Seeing that Feng Siyuan was about to make a move on himself, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Wait..."

Feng Siyuan smiled coldly, "What, you know that you're scared? It's useless for you to beg for mercy today." Lao Tzu has to vent all the depression of the past few years first, and then he has to tell the master, you have been in a coma for a long time, and the master is afraid that he is in a hurry. ”

Ling Yifan's voice was gloomy, and he said, "When will the people from the Xuanming Sect come?"

Feng Siyuan replied coldly: "Then I don't know, I have to ask the master about this, for the sake of the same sect, I will start a little lighter." After speaking, Feng Siyuan showed a hideous evil smile.

Then raise your right hand, and the Yuan Force runs. A fierce palm slapped towards Ling Yifan's left arm, and there was a sound of bones breaking, Ling Yifan had no power to resist at this time, how could he resist Feng Siyuan's palm from Yuanying Xiuwei. Suddenly, his arm was broken, Ling Yifan frowned, and did not snort.

Feng Siyuan sneered, "I didn't see it, he was still a hard bone and had backbone." I want to see how hard your bones really are?" After speaking, another palm broke Ling Yifan's right arm, Ling Yifan clenched his teeth, and just stared at Feng Siyuan coldly.

Feng Siyuan was glared at by Ling Yifan, and there was a trace of cowardice in his heart, the more this was the case, the more annoyed Feng Siyuan was in his heart, and he scolded secretly, "Damn, it's obvious that he is being tied, am I afraid of a bird?"

A cold wind came out of Ling Yifan's painful back, his eyes were full of ruthless murderous aura, and Feng Siyuan's heart was even more cowardly. Because Ling Yifan's cultivation was suppressed by the medicinal power of the Yi Rong Pill, he did not recover for a while, so he was unable to attack and resist, even if that divine power was unable to be used, unless the soul power condensed the soul pill.

Feng Siyuan felt the timidity in his heart, the more annoyed he became, and immediately took out the spirit sword, and sneered at Ling Yifan, and the sword pierced through his heart. Although he was annoyed, he still remembered that this Ling Yifan couldn't be killed, so the location of this stab was not critical, or Ling Yifan's life would be killed, just to vent.

Fortunately, Ling Yifan's real cultivation is the ninth order of Yuanying, otherwise, if it is really a mortal cultivation that comes out, Feng Siyuan will have to be seriously injured and recuperate for a few days even if he does not die. Now, as long as he is given a little time, after Yuan Lihui comes over, he can instantly repair the flesh wounds he suffered just now.

Feng Siyuan can be regarded as ruthless, he will not give up if he does not torture Ling Yifan thoroughly, and he has made up seven or eight holes in Ling Yifan's body one after another before giving up.

Putting away the spirit sword, Feng Siyuan took a heavy breath and cursed: "Death is still so horizontal, I think it's not enough to greet you, if it weren't for the master's request to spare your life, Lao Tzu would have sent you on the road by now!" For Ling Yifan's eyes, he only felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, he couldn't say what was wrong, but he felt very uncomfortable.

Presumably it was the other party's dying anger that infected him, and if he were him, he might have done the same, and then he didn't pay attention to it.

Feng Siyuan still didn't dare to disobey the middle-aged man's request, because he also knew the importance of this Ling Yifan, if he was really killed by himself, he was afraid that the middle-aged man would slap himself to death with one palm in the next moment.

Although he has won that guy's heart, compared to the benefits of the 'Blood Killing Order', he is much worse.

After torturing Ling Yifan from beginning to end, Feng Siyuan suddenly felt a lot happier in his heart, and it seemed that the hatred of love back then had also faded a lot. Immediately, Feng Siyuan hurriedly took out a piece of jade slip and informed the middle-aged man Ling Yifan that he had woken up.

The middle-aged man in the hall had been waiting impatiently, and now he received a message from Feng Siyuan, and without saying a word, the figure disappeared into the hall with a 'whoosh', and it was not long before he appeared in the secret room.

As soon as this middle-aged man appeared in the secret room, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, only to see that Ling Yifan's whole body was covered with blood holes, and his cloud-white clothes had already been dyed red by blood. Not only that, but all the limbs were broken.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but secretly take a breath of cold air, glanced back at Feng Siyuan, and said secretly in his heart: "How much revenge does this have, it's not as happy as killing with a sword, but I also confessed, as long as I don't die, it's okay, so it's hard to say anything at the moment." ”

The middle-aged man came to Ling Yifan's side, looked at Ling Yifan who was covered in blood, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Although he also had a lot of blood on his hands, there were really not many bloody abuses like this, and the visual impact was much stronger than ordinary killings.

But it was nothing to him, he just frowned slightly, and said to Ling Yifan: "You are Ling Yifan?"

Ling Yifan found that it was the middle-aged man in the hall who came to the secret room, raised his head, and his cold gaze shot towards the middle-aged man like two sharp blades. The voice said word by word: "No-wrong, I-just-is-Ling Yifan." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Yifan's fierce eyes, and his heart was also inexplicable, and then asked, "Why did you appear here?"

Ling Yifan just stared at the middle-aged man coldly, and never said a word again, Feng Siyuan behind the middle-aged man saw this, and immediately stepped forward smartly, and drank to Ling Yifan: "My master asked you, you are dumb, are you suffering enough?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and stopped Feng Siyuan, for him, nothing else mattered, as long as his identity was confirmed from Ling Yifan's mouth, it was enough. Then he said to Feng Siyuan on the side: "You watch him carefully, don't have any problems, if you are fast, the people of the Xuanming Sect will come in a day or two." With that, he left the secret room and returned to the main hall.

Ling Yifan looked at the departing middle-aged man, as well as Feng Siyuan in the secret room, and said secretly in his heart: "In another hour or two, my Yuan Force will begin to recover, and when I recover my strength, see how I, Ling Yifan, 'repay' you two!" )