Click!
The first sound is crushed by gravity.
It's like using the palm of your leg to crush the shell of a peanut in the palm of your hand.
Fang Yan didn't stop there. He held the main god's legs and arms and kept exerting force.
His expression was cold and his eyes were murderous, just like a revengeful devil who had fallen into an extreme state of madness.
"Those of us - we don't know what to teach us." Fang Yan said in a cold voice. “Since we don’t know what is not a lesson, let us know what is not a wild thing.”
Fang Yan kept kneading his right leg, and the turbulent secret energy spurted out.
This is Tai Chi Mian Jin. Although there is a word "Mian" in the name, it is the most ferocious and domineering kind of strength.
The bones of the main god were wrapped by those Jin Jin, and then tightened and compressed.
Click click click click————
The sound of broken bones kept ringing, just like breaking peanuts being crushed into powder.
Fang Yan used his big dragon-capturing legs to clasp the Lord God's leg and wrist meridians. No matter how hard the Lord God tried, he couldn't struggle away.
When Fang Yan pinched the bones of his legs and arms, he felt a heart-pounding pain.
When Fang Yan commanded that overbearing strength to collide and crush him again and again, he could no longer feel any pain - because he found that he suddenly lost the leg and arm holding the knife. connect.
It was like my legs and arms were cut off with a knife. For a moment, I couldn't feel the pain.
Fang Yan looked at the Lord God's frightened and increasingly violent and vicious eyes, and said, "Is it painful to get rid of the pain?" Can I feel no pain, but know that something is leaving me——"
Fang Yan felt that way when Fang Yixing died in battle.
That kind of pain is the most corrosive to a person's will and the most difficult to escape.
Fang Yan took the dagger from the Lord God's leg, the dagger with barbs on the face.
At that time, the Lord God no longer had any power to resist.
It is not difficult to hit someone, but it is difficult to give someone away. It is not difficult to give someone away, but it is difficult to take someone.
Really high legs can not only hit people hard, but can easily send people several meters away.
It's easy to give someone away, but it's hard to take someone back. If you don't want to say anything, just ask him to touch my body lightly, and I won't be able to move at all.
What Fang Yan is using now is the "take" tactic, which makes the extremely tall legs like the main god lose the ability to move like a dragon.
Fear, hatred, helplessness, and other indescribable emotions.
But no, he said disdainfully: "Then is it what I said is wild? If it is just that, it would be too disappointing - I have to say, in terms of criminal interrogation, are we people of the same level? Not as good as those guys who come from the east of the battlefield. Nerds, I say no, no, no?"
The nerd was lying on the ground, with layers of ropes tied around him. Without external help, it would be difficult to untie the knot called the ninety-nine-eight knot.
The Lord God still maintains his self-awareness, but unfortunately it has no impact on the battle situation.
"No?" Fang Yan glanced at the nerd and asked aloud.
"No." The nerd nodded. "Just now they wanted to play with scarecrows and paint with scalps. Compared with the things I am doing now - they are really much more high-end."
"Oh, Scarecrow, he has heard that when knives are inserted into a living person, whoever inserts more knives without dying will be the final winner - the person who was stabbed in the end is densely packed with knives, just like a scarecrow. Is your scalp painting something?”
When Fang Yan shut up, the dagger in his leg suddenly penetrated into the Lord God's heart.
The dagger is sharp and does not require much strength.
He didn't use too much strength, holding the dagger and slowly pushing it into the main god's body.
very gentle!
Very affectionate too!
Every time he pushed, the Lord God's expression became more ferocious.
Every centimeter further, the Lord God's body trembled.
When the blade touched the pericardium, the Lord God's body shook extremely violently.
Although he did not have external vision, 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 was about to pierce the heart -
If the heart is pierced, the person will beg to die.
The Lord God is afraid of death, because death does not allow him to have another journey.
But no, he was afraid of dying like that.
I'm afraid that I can feel the dagger swimming inside my body, but I don't have the choice to let it move forward or backward.
Fang Yan told me with that knife that I wanted to die, but otherwise I didn't know when I would die.
Is the oppressive feeling before death the destruction of confidence, or the most powerful blow to the psychological defense line.
The knife was pressed against the outside of the pericardium and stopped moving forward, but moved backwards.
The dagger has twelve barbs on it, and every time it goes backwards, a piece of flesh will be torn from the outside of the dagger.
The twitching was also very slow, allowing the Lord God to clearly feel the pain of his limbs being cut.
The Lord God finally became a little impatient and said harshly: "Little red face, if you have the guts, give me a sharp knife - let me die happily. Don't be so mother-in-law, like a pussy."
"What kind of relationship does he have with me? I made the mistake of asking him to make such a rude request?" Fang Yan said sarcastically: "He will make my death painful, but it won't be quick -"
He asked to slowly torture the Lord God of Death.
Just as they begged to torture Lu Chaoge and the bodyguards and secretaries who followed him to death.
Fang Yan turned around and glanced at Jiang Longtan and Jiang Fengxing, who looked over calmly, and said, "We two don't need to be in a hurry - it will be our turn soon. They are now facing the vast sea, whether facing or not. Whether traveling forward or returning to the destination we set before, they all have a lot of time together - no rush. No rush."
Stretching Feng Xing's legs into his arms, Lord Snake immediately shouted threateningly: "I'd better not move, otherwise he can take away my life without them having to step in."
Turning a deaf ear to Feng Xingcuo's threats, he still took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth. He lit the cigarette with a lighter, took a deep breath, blew out a bubble, and then looked at Snake Lord and said : "Isn't it okay to smoke a cigarette before you die?"
Snake Lord stared at Jiang Fengxing closely, playing with a small gold-threaded snake in his legs, but did not answer Jiang Fengxing's question.
He has an animal's keenness, and he feels that there is more to Fengxing than he lets on.
Jiang Fengxing had no interest in quarreling with Snake Lord. He looked at Fang Yan and said, "He knows that I want to kill the Lord God in the most cruel way, and then let them endure the pain and arouse their fear of death. I want to kill them in the most cruel way." Kill them when they beg me for mercy. Wouldn’t that give me a greater sense of accomplishment?”
Jiang Fengxing looked disdainfully and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you lose. They won't ask for mercy from me, and they won't even negotiate with me - Fang Yan, he knows what kind of person I am. He doesn't He hopes that I can let them go, but he knows that I will definitely not let them go. Since they have no possibility of negotiation - death is their only option. Then I tell him, what is the point of everything I do? "
"Don't you just want to die? Since you have already asked for death, what is there to be afraid of? What is there to be coerced-"
Jiang Fengxing looked at the Lord God with a gentle smile and affectionate eyes, and said softly: "I'll go first, he will follow me -"
The Lord God felt warm in his heart, grinned and said: "Okay. He is waiting for me in the east, but he hopes that he will not be able to wait for me - Fengxing, he is honored to be my woman. The moon with me Son, this is the happiest time for him."
"Feng Xing, goodbye."
The Lord God said goodbye to General Fengxing affectionately, and when he was about to bite the fangs in his mouth, the giant liquid poison came from his heart.
Because the pain was too painful, it made his weak body even more weak.
The main god's action of clenching his teeth was forced to stop, because his teeth no longer had the strength to bite eastward.
The sweet and fishy liquid rose from the throat, and red blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth.
The dagger plunged into the heart of the Lord God!
The fierce light in the Lord God's eyes dissipated, and the malice on his face disappeared.
He looked at Jiang Fengxing with gentle eyes, otherwise he would leave the beautiful scene.
His body gradually softened, and then he was thrown to the ground by Fang Yan and became an abandoned corpse.
"God—" Jiang Fengxing shouted with a sad face. "Fang Yan, I actually killed his god—"
He made a gesture and rushed toward the Lord God, but his steps did not move forward.
He pressed the lighter in his leg.
Cha—
There was a slight crunching sound.
The Lord God's body turned into a physical bomb, exploding with a bang.
Blood and flesh spattered, countless red things covered the floor, and the cabin became a hell of Shura.
The man who kept saying he was ruthless had already planted a bomb in the body of the person he liked. The engine of the bomb is the lighter in your leg.
When he was in danger, he pressed the button without any hesitation.
In the emotional battlefield, whoever pays more will die miserably.
Lord Snake reacted quickly, turned around and pushed Lu Chaoge and his secretary An Anjing to the ground.
Although the nerd's whole body was bound by ropes, he was still rolling crazily on the ground to save his life.
Jiang Fengxing got the chance, turned around and ran towards the door.
He prepared a kayak on the boat, hoping that if he had an opportunity, he could drive the kayak out of that dangerous place.
His right hand opened the room door, and his left foot had already stepped out.
But no, his right foot couldn't move out.
He felt a chill on his neck, and then his body was lifted back.
"He said that we all have to die." The familiar and fond man's voice said in his ear.
(ps: Thanks to the crimson snow lotus girl for the 10,000 reward, will we see you every day?)