Qin Cheng looked at Lin Feng with a stern look on his face.
The person who came was none other than the hell messenger under the young sect leader.
A genuine practitioner.
In his opinion, Lin Feng is also a cultivator.
However, in front of the messenger of hell, he was weak and vulnerable.
"You will be punched in the head by the messenger of hell, and your body will be dismembered!"
The more Qin Cheng talked, the more excited he became, his eyes were shining and his saliva was flying, "This is the fate you deserve for offending Mr. Hong and ruining the young master's good deeds."
The conversation changed, and he shouted at Lin Feng with confidence, "Why don't you kneel down quickly and beg the envoy to reward you and leave you intact?"
Lin Feng was too lazy to talk to Qin Cheng.
Instead, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he eagerly looked at the messenger from hell who was walking slowly.
Went down the mountain for many days.
Although I have fought with many people.
However, they are all as weak as ants and vulnerable to a single blow.
unexpectedly!
But at this moment, he met a strong man who was truly worthy of his fight.
Lin Feng's fighting spirit.
Burning like a raging flame.
"Brother...I'm afraid..."
The two girls held Lin Feng's hand tightly and refused to let go.
It was as if he was afraid that if he let go even a little, Lin Feng would disappear from both of them.
Ever since an hour ago, when Lin Feng showed off his power and rescued Qin Cheng from more than twenty of his younger brothers, they had regarded Lin Feng as their patron saint.
"As long as I'm here, it'll be okay."
"No matter what the situation is, I can keep you both safe and sound."
Although Lin Feng's voice was soft, the unwavering belief in his tone gradually calmed down the panicked minds of the two girls, and they nodded in unison.
Then, at Lin Feng's signal, they walked a hundred steps away, huddled at the foot of the wall, closed their eyes, lowered their heads, covered their ears, neither listening nor seeing what was about to happen.
"Hahaha……"
Qin Cheng laughed out loud with joy.
"Kneel down!"
The Hell Messenger pointed at Lin Feng casually, his voice low and hoarse, "Suffer death!"
Not only did Lin Feng not do as he said, but he walked towards him and said with emotion: "Your strength is not bad, and it is worthy of me to fight."
"Later, I hope you can use your best skills to defeat me and fight me with all your strength."
"Otherwise, even if I beat you to death, I will still feel that the victory is in vain."
Every word Lin Feng said was true, and he spoke the truth from his heart.
But to the hell messenger, his words were tantamount to provocation.
"You are on the verge of death, and yet you dare to speak nonsense in front of me?!"
"Since you want to die so much, why shouldn't I help you?"
As he spoke, the murderous aura on the Hell Messenger's body was rising steadily, causing the air around him to roar and surge with turbulence.
And the fighting spirit in Lin Feng was also rising sharply, like a tide, like a wave, endless and endless.
atmosphere!
Suddenly became serious.
Qin Cheng suddenly felt a sense of suffocation that he had never felt before.
He knew that this was a terrifying phenomenon caused by the aura released by top-level experts before they took action.
"call--"
After Qin Cheng exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and just as he was about to inhale, his eyes suddenly blurred. Two figures that were tens of meters apart suddenly jumped forward at the same time, passing each other like lightning.
The whole world fell silent at this moment.
then.
A cloud of blood, like fireworks, suddenly bloomed above the two figures.
"..."
Just when Qin Cheng was about to cheer for the Hell Messenger to kill Lin Feng, he suddenly discovered:
Although the Hell Messenger had jumped to where Lin Feng was before, his body was hunched over like a cooked shrimp, and he was still trembling violently.
Looking down, Qin Cheng saw that the bluestone floor under the Hell Messenger's feet was stained red with blood.
Hiss, hiss...
Qin Cheng shuddered again and couldn't help but take a few breaths of cold air.
The outcome of victory or defeat in front of him completely exceeded his expectations.
Turning his eyes, he looked at Lin Feng, who was facing away from him.
Lin Feng's figure was as tall and straight as ever, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, towering and indomitable.
The messenger of hell was beaten by Lin Feng until he vomited blood!
this……
How is it possible?
but!
What he saw in front of him could not help but disbelieve him.
"Death...die in your hands...I will die without regrets..."
The hell messenger suddenly spoke intermittently at this moment.
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
His head fell to the ground and his body was in a different place.
The headless body jumped forward and fell to the ground.
"ah……"
Qin Cheng exclaimed.
He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground again.
The Messenger of Hell is actually dead?!
Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he found it incredible!
"You...who are you?"
In Qin Cheng's eyes, Lin Feng was no longer a human being, but a god.
Only God can kill the messenger of hell with one move!
"Didn't you watch the arena match between Feihu Group and Qingbo Group?"
Lin Feng asked without looking back.
"You are...you are..."
Qin Cheng jumped up in shock and pointed at Lin Feng, unable to speak clearly.
At this moment, he finally realized who he had offended repeatedly.
When the two major groups clashed, they won two games in a row and created the legend of the eagle-faced general in the ring!
Every time Hong Shengye mentioned his name, Lin Feng couldn't help but tremble!
"Let's go, I'll take you two home."
Lin Feng waved to the two girls in the corner.
Looking at Lin Feng and the two girls walking away from each other, Qin Cheng wanted to cry, but couldn't.
This time!
He not only offended Lin Feng.
Moreover, he betrayed Hong Shengye and the Young Master,
Neither Hong Shengye nor the young sect leader would let him go.
"Woooooooo..."
After a long while, Qin Cheng, who was feeling sad, finally cried out.
At this time, Hong Shengye was holding an iron whip and whipping Ayu one after another on Ayu who was lying at her feet, not daring to move at all.
Ayu's clothes had been beaten to pieces, revealing her blood-stained body.
Every time she did something wrong or failed to complete a task, she would be whipped by Hong Shengye.
In the past, the most she had been whipped was thirty-seven times.
But this time, she was beaten seventy-two times.
What made her most desperate was that Hong Shengye seemed to show no sign of stopping.
If Hong Shengye still doesn't stop.
She knew that she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer and would definitely be beaten to death.
Every time she was punished, she didn't dare to move her body to avoid it, let alone make a sound or plead.
I can only grit my teeth and endure it silently.
Bang bang bang...
The iron whip in Hong Shengye's hand was still beating Ayu tirelessly.
The whole study room echoed with the clear and crisp sound of the iron whip falling on the body.
"What do I need you for? What do I need you for?"
"Can't even handle this little thing!"
"I raised you in vain..."
Hong Shengye, who had always remained silent, finally roared hysterically and nervously at this moment.
"If you dare, beat her to death."
"Solve the problem once and for all."
At this moment, a dull and hoarse voice came from outside, "Lest she mess up things in the future and make you angry."
Hong Shengye looked thoughtful.
Then he suddenly let go, and the raised iron whip fell in front of Ayu.
Ayu, on the other hand, frowned slightly, with a complicated expression, and her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start...