"Ha! There are still hard bones in Daqing Yuntianmen. Come here, arrest him. I want to see how hard his bones are!" Tang Xiong gave an order, and several Tangmen disciples immediately moved toward them. The Yuntianmen disciple rushed forward.
"I'll fight for you!" The Yuntianmen disciple roared and faced him head-on.
"Zhang Lei!" At the same time, another person jumped out, rushed to the side of the Yuntianmen disciple, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Xiangzi, why are you standing up?" The Yuntian Clan disciple named Zhang Lei asked anxiously while waving his palm to scare away a Tang Clan disciple.
"Sooner or later, I will die in the hands of the Tang thief. It's better to fight vigorously and pull a few backers. It's worth dying!"
Although Xiangzi was the last to stand up, he was even more fierce and fierce than Zhang Lei. Before he finished speaking, he raised his fists and hit the Tang Sect disciples like tigers.
Firstly, those Tang Sect disciples had average cultivation and were not considered experts at all. Secondly, they did not expect that in such a desperate situation, the two of them would be so crazy. Unprepared, two people immediately appeared. Being hit by Xiangzi's angry fist, the popping sound was like the sound of a drum, which made people's hearts tremble. The chests of the two Tang Sect disciples were obviously sunken, blood spurted out, and they stopped breathing in the blink of an eye.
"How brave!" Seeing his disciple being killed, Tang Xiong was furious. With a sharp roar, the broad-fronted silver sword immediately rolled up its three-foot-long blade and struck directly at Zhang Lei and Xiangzi.
Tang Xiong's cultivation level has reached the Great Perfection, while Zhang Lei and Xiangzi have only just achieved it, so the difference between their cultivation levels is really not that great. The sword came and Zhang Lei and Xiangzi were blown away by the sword even though they tried their best.
"Tie them up!" Before the two of them could recover, more than a dozen Tang Sect disciples rushed forward and tied them to the stone pile in a blink of an eye.
"Tang Xiong! Tang Thief! If you have the ability, come to me. If I cry out in pain for your grandfather, you will be the one who raised me!" Zhang Lei roared loudly, like a trapped lion.
"You bastard Tang Xiong, let go of my brother and come after me!"
Zhang Lei and Xiangzi have been brothers for many years, and their relationship is by no means as deep as usual. At this time, they are competing to be punished, which is very touching.
However, Tang Xiong was very angry and shouted repeatedly, "Hit me, beat me to death! I want to see if it is the steel whip that is stronger, or their words!"
As soon as Tang Xiong finished speaking, the whip fell on Zhang Lei and Xiangzi like a violent storm. The Tang Sect disciple who was executing the execution seemed to be trying to please Tang Xiong. He whipped the whip extra hard. Every time the whip fell on his body, there was a deep blood mark. The blood seemed to have fallen into the boiling oil of cold water, and kept flowing towards him. Spray outside.
"Tang Thief, you must die a good death!"
"Tang Thief, I'll wipe out your ancestors!"
Anyone else would have passed out under such torture, but Zhang Lei and Xiangzi were strong-willed. Every time the whip fell, they both let out a wild curse. The harder the executioner's whip was, the louder the two men cursed. Many people present were moved by it.
"You bastard! Use more force and beat me to death!" Tang Xiong was also angry, with red eyes, and kept pacing back and forth on the high platform. One hand held the broad-edged silver knife tightly, and the joints kept making creaking sounds.
"Hehe... Master, although the whip hurts the body, it will go numb after a few blows. The two of them can naturally bear it." A middle-aged man with a white face and a beard stood up with a gloomy expression on his face. Smiling poisonously.
"Island Master Han?" Tang Xiong looked back and saw that it was Han Lin, the owner of the three islands in the East China Sea.
"Hehe... Master, I know a special skill called marrow scraping finger. Once used, it will feel like a sharp dagger stirring and scraping in the bone marrow. The pain can be drilled directly into the bone marrow." Once it gets into people's hearts, even the toughest man will collapse immediately."
Hearing what Han Lin said, Chu Hong couldn't help but gasped. He didn't expect that there were such vicious and cruel techniques in the world.
"Haha... I have long heard that the three islands in the East China Sea have many strange people and magic arts. It seems that they are well-deserved! Then there is the owner of Laohan Island!"
Tang Xiong laughed wildly, turned around and sat back on the chair, handing everything over to Han Lin.
Han Lin was eager to show off to Tang Xiong that he could fight for a good position in the Tang clan in the future, so he immediately smiled and walked towards Zhang Lei and Xiangzi.
"You two boys really don't know what the world is like. If you know what's going on, you'd better do it quickly. Otherwise, once I use my marrow scraping finger, I'm sure to make you two miserable!"
"Bah! You thief! You and Tang thief will die a good death!" Zhang Lei sprayed a mouthful of blood on Han Lin's face, almost disgusting Han Lin to death.
After taking a few sips, Han Lin's face turned ferocious. "If you don't eat the fine wine during the toast, look at how good I am with my marrow scraping finger!"
Han Lin suddenly pointed his fingers together, and a streak of pure black needle-like rays flashed at his fingertips. An extremely evil and vicious aura spread out immediately, making Zhang Lei and Xiangzi shiver involuntarily.
Pointing at Rufeng, Han Lin's finger first pointed towards Zhang Lei's chest. At the same time, waves of evil smiles like a ghost gradually rippled from Han Lin's face. However, this evil smile did not last long. Suddenly, , a golden light roared in like lightning.
Han Lin didn't even have time to react. His raised fingers were instantly cut off by the golden light. All this happened so suddenly. Even though his fingers had been cut off and fell to the ground, Han Lin still didn't react and continued to point at Zhang Lei's chest. Of course, the final result, apart from smearing Zhang Lei's blood, did not make Zhang Lei miserable. After a brief moment of silence, Han Lin started to howl in hysterical pain.
People who didn't know better thought it was Han Lin himself who had been hit by the scraping finger.
"Who dares to cause trouble here!?" Tang Xiong roared, and his sharp eyes immediately looked in the direction of the golden light.
I saw Wandong and Xiao Lang walking side by side in front, and Feng Nan and Zhai Lan walking side by side in the back.
"Xiao Lang!?" Tang Xiong's brows tightened immediately when he saw Xiao Lang. As for Wan Dong, Feng Nan, and Zhai Lan, he simply ignored them.
As soon as Brother Wei called out Xiao Lang's name, Han Lin's eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light. He held a severed finger in one hand and glared at Xiao Lang fiercely. His voice was as cold as coming from the Nine Nether Hell and was full of resentment. Xiao Lang, it was you who cut off my finger!"
Xiao Lang snorted coldly, curled his lips and said, "Those fingers of yours should never have been born at all!"
"Leizi! Xiangzi!" As soon as Xiao Lang finished speaking, Feng Nan and Zhai Lan exclaimed in unison, subconsciously running towards Zhang Lei and Xiangzi who were tied to the stone pile.
Seeing that the two of them looked like bloody men, Feng Nan was so filled with hatred that his heart almost ached.
"Bold!" Seeing Feng Nan and Zhai Lan running towards Zhang Lei and Xiangzi desperately, several Tang Sect disciples flew over from the sky to stop them.
"Get away!" At this moment, Wan Dong suddenly let out a loud shout, slashed with his palms, and attacked with several palm strikes. The Tang Sect disciples who wanted to intercept Feng Nan and the two men immediately groaned. Continuously, blood spurted out and flew backwards.
"What a strong palm force!" Tang Xiong was startled, and then he started to pay attention to Wandong.
"Feng Nan, Zhai Lan, why are you back again?" Zhang Lei and Xiangzi, who were tied to the stone pile, immediately widened their eyes when they saw Feng Nan and Zhai Lan, and their tone was full of scolding.
"Leave us alone, I'll put you down first, Lan'er, hurry up!" Feng Nan rushed to Zhai Lan without bothering to explain.
Zhai Lan sighed and went to untie Xiangzi with tears in her eyes.
Among Feng Nan, Zhang Lei and Ge Xiang, Feng Nan is the youngest. In Zhai Lan's mind, Zhang Lei and Ge Xiang take good care of her like brothers. Seeing that they were tortured like this, Zhai Lan's heart ached as if she was bleeding.
"Whoever takes a step forward, die!" Seeing another Tang Sect disciple ready to attack Feng Nan and Zhai Lan, Xiao Lang shouted sharply, his murderous aura rising!
"Xiao Lang, don't you usually hate Yuntianmen the most? Why are you protecting them now?" Tang Xiong knew how powerful Xiao Lang was. When the three giants of Yuntianmen were unable to do anything about Xiao Lang, Tang Xiong naturally did not want to easily conflict with Xiao Lang.
"Yes, I hate Yuntianmen the most, but I remember that you are a loyal supporter of Yuntianmen? Isn't Yuntiannan still your godfather? Why did you take advantage of the situation and bring trouble to your godfather? ?”
"What a bullshit godfather, I'm just pretending and waiting for a good opportunity to get rid of the scourge of Yuntianmen for Shengtian Continent!"
"Hahaha... Tang Xiong, I really admire you. This shameless practitioner is probably invulnerable, right?"
Xiao Lang's words were full of sarcasm, and Tang Xiong's expression suddenly changed, looking very ugly.
"Xiao, cut off both of my fingers and take my life!" Han Lin suddenly became furious and waved his palm towards Xiao Lang.
However, before Han Lin could rush in front of Xiao Lang, Wan Dong suddenly raised his kick and kicked Han Lin straight towards him. Han Lin was taken aback and hurriedly stopped his body and waved out both palms, trying to block Wandong's kick.
It's a pity that Han Lin overestimated his own. How could he block Wandong's kick
After an extremely dull sound, Han Lin felt as if his hands were broken. First there was a burst of sharp pain, and then they swung uncontrollably to both sides. Wandong's feet drove straight in as if they were entering an uninhabited land. Hit him directly in the abdomen.
It was like being hit by a sledgehammer. The severe and heart-wrenching pain was simply indescribable. For a moment, it became difficult for Han Lin to breathe, and he flew more than ten feet away like a broken sack.
Before he landed, Han Lin sprayed out seven blood arrows from his mouth, and his face was like a blank sheet of paper! (To be continued)