Snap!
The first sound was the crushing of gravity.
It's like using your palm to crush the shell of a peanut.
Fang Yan did not stop there. He continued to exert force with the hand that was holding the Lord God's arm.
His expression was grim and his eyes were murderous, like a vengeful devil who had fallen into an extremely crazy state.
"You guys - you never know what a lesson is." Fang Yan said in a cold voice. "Since you don't know what a lesson is, then I will let you know what savagery is."
Fang Yan's right hand kept kneading, and surges of dark energy gushed out.
This is Tai Chi's soft power. Although its name contains the word "soft", it is the most brutal and domineering kind of power.
The Lord's bones were wrapped in the Jin Jin and then tightened and compressed.
Click, click, click---
The sound of bones breaking continued, like crushing shelled peanuts into powder.
Fang Yan used his Great Dragon-Catching Hand to clasp the Lord God's wrist meridians, and no matter how hard the Lord God tried, he could not struggle free.
When Fang Yan broke his arm bones, he felt a piercing pain.
When Fang Yan directed that domineering and unparalleled force to crash into and crush himself again and again, he no longer felt any pain - because he found that he had suddenly lost contact with the arm holding the knife.
It's like having your arm cut off by a knife. For a moment, you don't feel any pain.
Fang Yan looked at the Lord God's terrified and increasingly violent and vicious eyes and said, "What is the most painful pain? It is not feeling pain, but knowing that something is leaving you - "
Fang Yan had this feeling when Fang Yixing died in battle.
This kind of pain is the most corrosive to one's will and is also the most difficult to get rid of.
Fang Yan took the dagger with barbs on it from the Lord God's hand.
At this time, the Lord God no longer had any power to resist.
It is easy to beat someone but difficult to send someone away; it is easy to send someone away but difficult to catch someone.
A true master is not someone who is good at hitting people, but someone who can easily send people several meters away.
It is easy to give something away but difficult to take something away, which means that as long as he touches your body even slightly, you will not be able to move at all.
What Fang Yan is using now is the "Na" technique, which is like tying up a dragon, making a top master like the Lord God lose his ability to act.
Fear, hatred, helplessness, and other emotions that are difficult to express to others.
However, he said with disdain: "Is this what you call wildness? If that's all, it's really disappointing. I have to say that in terms of punishment and interrogation, you guys are far inferior to us who survived the battlefield. Don't you agree, nerd?"
The nerd was still lying on the ground, with layers of ropes tied around his body. Without external help, it was difficult to untie this knotting method called the 998 knots.
The Lord still retains his self-awareness, but unfortunately this has no effect on the battle situation.
"Really?" Fang Yan glanced at the nerd and asked.
"Yes." The nerd nodded. "Just now they wanted to paint on the scarecrow and the scalp. Compared to what you are doing now - it is indeed much more advanced."
"Oh, I've heard of scarecrows. It's about stabbing knives into a living person. The one who stabs the most knives and survives is the final winner. The person who is stabbed in the end will have knives all over his body, just like a scarecrow. What is painting on the scalp?"
As Fang Yan spoke, the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed into the Lord God's heart.
The dagger is sharp and doesn't require much strength.
He did not use too much strength, but slowly pushed the dagger into the Lord's body.
very gentle!
Very affectionate too!
With each push, the Lord's expression became more ferocious.
With every centimeter of progress, the Lord's body trembled.
When the blade touched the pericardium, the Lord's body shook violently.
Although he didn't have the ability to see inside his body, he could clearly feel the movement of the knife inside his body, knowing when it pierced the skin, when it pierced the flesh, and when it would pierce the heart.
If the heart is pierced, the person will die.
The Lord God is not afraid of death, because death is just another journey for him.
However, he was afraid of dying this way.
It's scary to be able to feel the dagger moving inside your body, but you don't have the choice to make it move forward or backward.
Fang Yan uses that knife to tell you that you are about to die, but you don’t know when you will die.
This oppressive feeling before the approach of death is a destruction of confidence and the most powerful blow to the psychological defense line.
The knife pressed against the outside of the pericardium and stopped moving forward, but instead moved backwards.
There were twelve barbs on the dagger, and every time it was thrust back it would tear a piece of flesh from the internal organs.
The twitching was very slow, allowing the Lord God to clearly feel the pain of having his limbs cut.
The Lord God finally became impatient and said harshly, "Little pretty boy, if you have the guts, give me a ruthless blow -- let me die quickly. Stop being so fussy, like a woman."
"What kind of relationship do you and I have? Why do you make such an impolite request to me?" Fang Yan said sarcastically: "I will make your death painful, but it will definitely not be quick-----"
He wants to slowly torture the Lord God to death.
Just as they were going to torture Lu Chaoge and the bodyguards and secretaries around him to death.
Fang Yan turned around and looked at Jiang Longtan and Jiang Fengxing who were looking at him calmly, and said, "Don't worry, both of you - it will be your turn soon. We are still on the vast ocean. Whether we are heading to the destination you set before or returning, we have a lot of time to spend together - don't worry. Don't worry."
When Feng Xing reached into his arms, the Snake King immediately threatened, "You'd better not move, otherwise - I can take your life without anyone else's help."
Jiang Fengxing ignored the threat and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, took a deep puff, and blew out a bubble of smoke before looking at Snake King and saying, "Is it not okay to have a cigarette before I die?"
The Snake King stared at Jiang Fengxing intently, playing with a small golden snake in his hand, but did not answer Jiang Fengxing's question.
He had an animal-like sensitivity, and he felt that there was more to the trend than he let on.
Jiang Fengxing had no interest in bickering with the Snake King. He looked at Fang Yan and said, "I know that you want to kill the Lord God in the cruelest way possible, and then let us suffer in agony and arouse our fear of death. You want to kill us when we beg you for mercy. Does that make you feel more accomplished?"
Jiang Fengxing looked at him with disdain and said, "Winners take it all. If we lose, we lose. We won't beg for mercy from you, and we won't even negotiate with you. Fang Yan, I know what kind of person you are. I don't expect you to let us go, and I know you won't let us go. Since there is no possibility of negotiation, death is our only choice. So tell me, what's the point of all you've done?"
"Isn't it just death? Since we are all going to die, what is there to be afraid of? What is there to be coerced into----"
Jiang Fengxing looked at the Lord God with a gentle smile and deep affection in his eyes. He said softly, "You go first, I will follow you----"
The Lord God felt warm in his heart, grinned and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you down there, but I hope I won't see you - Feng Xing, I'm honored to be your woman. The days with you are the happiest time of my life."
"Feng Xing, goodbye."
The Lord God said goodbye to General Feng Xing with affection. When he was about to bite the poisonous teeth in his mouth, a strong poison came from his heart.
Because the pain was so severe, it made his weak body even weaker.
The Lord God was forced to stop gritting his teeth because he no longer had the strength to bite down.
A fishy-sweet taste rose from the throat, and red blood flowed from the corners of the mouth.
The dagger pierced into the heart of the Lord God!
The murderous light in the Lord's eyes faded, and the malice on his face disappeared.
He looked at Jiang Fengxing with tender eyes. That was the most beautiful scene before he left.
His body gradually went limp, and then Fang Yan threw him to the ground, leaving him an abandoned corpse.
"GOD----" Jiang Fengxing shouted with a sad face. "Fang Yan, you actually killed my GOD----"
He pretended to run towards the Lord God, but he did not move forward.
He pressed the lighter in his hand.
Snap----
A slight crisp sound was heard.
The Lord's body turned into a flesh bomb and exploded with a bang.
Blood and flesh were splattered everywhere, and countless red and white things covered the floor, turning the cabin into a Shura hell.
This man who kept saying he loved her had actually already implanted a bomb in the body of the person he loved. And the engine of the bomb was the lighter in his hand.
When he encountered danger, he pressed the button without any hesitation.
In the battlefield of love, whoever gives more will die more miserably.
The Snake King reacted quickly, turned around and pushed Lu Chaoge and Secretary An Jing to the ground.
Although the nerd was tied up with ropes all over his body, he was still rolling on the ground frantically in order to save his life.
Jiang Fengxing took the opportunity and turned and ran towards the door.
He prepared a kayak on the boat, and as long as he found an opportunity, he could drive the kayak away from this dangerous place.
His right hand opened the door of the room and his left foot had already stepped out.
However, his right foot just couldn't move forward.
He felt a chill on his neck, and then his body was lifted upside down.
"I said, you all have to die." The familiar and annoying male voice said in his ear.
(PS: Thank you for the 10,000-dollar reward from Deep White Snow Lotus. Is this the rhythm of seeing you every day?) (To be continued)