1539. Chapter 1539: 1539 Everyone is a black-bellied master
"This is called bone-breaking and tendon-crushing hands. It feels pretty good." Gong Xi Kuang Dao said with a cracked smile. This is the trump card of the Gong Xi clan. When they were in the demon space, even those rough-skinned and thick-bodied demons
No one can stand it.
"You...you..." Xiang Yuanmu's eyes were full of blood and tears, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. The bones in his meridians were twisted and deformed, and bursts of severe pain came from them, which instantly drained the remaining vitality in his body.
Gong Xi Kuang Dao used his actual actions to teach Xiang Yuanmu the most vivid lesson: So what if he is a master at the master level? His ability to withstand pain may not be any better than ordinary people, not to mention, he
After being seriously injured, his strength dropped sharply, and he was no longer a master. To use Ling Chuxi's words to explain, no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife.
"Is it time to talk now?" Gong Xi Kuang Dao said with a smile, but in this situation, his smile was really so ferocious.
"Unless you promise to let me live, I won't say anything even if it means death." Xiang Yuanmu said with trembling all over. Although the crushing of bones and muscles was unbearable, it was the only bargaining chip that he could use to save his life.
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"It seems I have to give you some strong medicine." Gong Xi Kuang Dao had just boasted in front of Ling Chuxi, but he didn't know that this killer trick did not have the expected effect. He couldn't help but blush, and became angry with embarrassment.
He drew out the long knife neatly.
Seeing the fierce look in Gong Xi's crazy knife eyes, everyone guessed what he wanted to do and turned their heads. Generally speaking, everyone still preferred Ling Chuxi's method, which involved no incision, no surgery, and no skin trauma.
More civilized.
Of course, this is just their idea. As a person involved, they may be more willing to suffer Gong Xi's mad knife twice than endure Ling Chuxi's invisible torture.
"Cough, cough, I'm talking about the Crazy Sword. Mr. Xiang is also a senior in martial arts, so he is very bad at using swords and guns." Ye Qianhe, the Great Sage Ye, coughed heavily several times and advised earnestly.
Xiang Yuanmu raised his head and glanced at Ye Qianhe with a look of gratitude. He could still endure the pain of breaking bones and eroding tendons, but if he was chopped off by Gong Xi's mad knife and lost his arms and legs, even Ling Chuxi would be willing to do so.
Let him live, and his life will be ruined.
"Yeah, yeah, you're not afraid of scaring girls." Yi Li felt the same way and echoed.
"Then what should we do?" Gong Xi Kuang Dao hesitated a little. Before the sect leader spoke, he was also afraid that he would scare the old guy too hard and kill the old guy.
"Forget it, let me try, isn't it just to make him talk? I have many ways." Yili rolled her eyes and stretched out her little hand, and a colorful little spider crawled out along her fingers.
Under the horrified gaze of Grandmaster Xiang Da, it drilled towards his nostril, and then...then...disappeared.
"Ah..." Xiang Yuanmu has naturally been injured and in pain as he cultivated to the master level step by step, but he has never experienced such a scene before, and he let out another scream in shock.
"Old man, this doesn't feel good. If you tell me earlier, you won't have to suffer all these hardships?" Yili said with a kind face, her expression was so innocent, innocent, and lovely.
Ling Chuxi wiped her forehead. These guys were all led astray by the eldest young master of the Zhang family. If everyone heard Ling Chuxi's words, they would collectively despise her shamelessness. Who led them astray? Not yet.
Ling Chuxi was led astray. A group of good young people followed her all day long, and subtly, they all turned into red bean paste buns. They were white on the outside but black on the inside!