Chapter 1804: Revenge for vengeance, vengeance for vengeance
Snapped!
"You were asked to carry a few heavy pieces of gold and stones and you didn't eat. What's the use of a waste like you? Why don't you die?"
An overseer from the Seventh Heaven of God held a leather whip and struck it hard on a strong man.
That whip was so deep that the bones could be seen.
boom!
At this point, he was still not relieved, so he kicked the strong man and kicked him out.
The strong man fell to the ground and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
A dozen handyman disciples stood in front of the supervisor, all of them extremely respectful, and no one dared to stand up.
The supervisor was wearing the clothes of a Tianxin Peak disciple, which was very eye-catching.
Han Yong struggled to stand up, looking at the supervisor with cold eyes and clenched teeth.
"Oh, you have a bad temper! You dare to stare at me? I'll let you stare!"
Snapped!
Another whip was passed, and all the flesh on Han Yong's face was pulled out, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
The overseer's technique was obviously extremely skillful, and he used just the right amount of energy. This whip would not kill anyone, but it would definitely tear the skin and flesh, and cause pain to the bone marrow.
Han Yong grimaced and gritted his teeth and said: "Du Zichuan, I went to the mountain to deliver a lot of money and stones, but I happened to run into Li Jinyao, and he asked me to do something again. Do you dare to say that this was not arranged by you?"
Hearing this, Du Zichuan was furious and said: "You bastard, a mere handyman disciple actually dares to slander an outer disciple. Are you brave enough?"
Snapped!
After that, another whip was given.
Du Zichuan said disdainfully: "Do you think you are still the superior genius disciple? You are just a waste now! A complete waste! Hahaha..."
Han Yong was severely injured by Zhong Hanlin that time. Although he recuperated for a period of time, he could no longer return to his peak state.
Now Han Yong's realm has plummeted, and he only has the cultivation level of the third heaven of the gods.
So in front of Du Zichuan, he had no power to fight back.
Han Yong had a sullen face and gritted his teeth: "You lackey, if you have the ability, kill me! Otherwise one day, you will regret it!"
He has a stubborn temper, and although he is humiliated in every possible way, he never gives in.
Du Zichuan laughed and said: "Kill you? Why should I kill you? I don't want to be too happy every day. Killing you will make me lose a lot of fun. Besides, Senior Brother Zhong asked me to entertain you well! But this time, I
I’m really unhappy, so bear my anger!”
After saying that, Du Zichuan's whip fell on Han Yong like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
This guy is obviously a master at torturing people. Every time the whip falls, all the flesh and blood on Han Yong's body is taken out.
It's not fatal, but it's more uncomfortable than death.
Han Yong was beaten until he was rolling on the ground, but he refused to make a sound and carried on stubbornly.
Snapped!
The whip sounded, but this time it didn't fall.
Du Zichuan's expression changed. He felt his eyes blurred as a person suddenly appeared in front of him.
The man held the whip firmly in his hand, and no matter how much he activated his divine energy, he could not pull it out.
"Let... let go!" Du Zichuan said with a blushing face.
Ye Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness, and with a flick of his wrist, the whip came out of his hand.
Du Zichuan was shocked and said with a stern face: "You... who are you, dare to act wild in my Tianxin Peak! You... do you know who I am?"
Ye Yuan said calmly: "I know, you are Zhong Hanlin's lackey!"
Du Zichuan's expression changed. How could he not know that Ye Yuan was here to cause trouble?
However, he relied on the fact that he was a member of the Feihua family and was used to behaving badly all day long, so he did not take Ye Yuan seriously.
He is just an outer disciple that he has never seen before, how dare he challenge the Feihua Department?
"I... I'm warning you, I'm from the Feihua family. If you dare to touch me, you won't end up well!" Du Zichuan threatened with a fierce expression.
When Ye Yuan heard this, he smiled: "If you hadn't said that you were from the Feihua family, I might have been merciful to you. But now, you...will die miserably!"
The conflict between Ye Yuan and Feihua has been going on for a long time. This guy actually used this to threaten himself. He is really making his own trouble!
However, Ye Yuan did not do anything to him immediately, but leaned over to check Han Yong.
Han Yong had already fainted from the pain. At this time, his body was like a flower, his skin and flesh were torn, and no part of his body was intact.
The anger in Ye Yuan's heart had already broken through the barrier, he took out a pill, stuffed it into Han Yong's mouth, and used his divine energy to help him transform.
When Du Zichuan saw this scene, he wanted to run away while Ye Yuan wasn't paying attention.
However, as soon as he moved, a burst of energy arrived from across the air!
boom!
Du Zichuan was hit on the back knee and knelt down directly.
Ye Yuan's prediction was very accurate. Now Du Zichuan's legs have completely lost consciousness and he can no longer run at all.
"Don't worry, it hasn't started yet, why are you running?" Ye Yuan's faint voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, making him feel cold in his heart.
He wanted to run, but he couldn't!
Soon, Han Yong woke up, and the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They were all skin injuries, which were painful, but nothing serious.
Of course, it was Ye Yuan who came in time, otherwise it would have been difficult to tell.
"Ye...Ye Yuan! You...you are not dead!"
Han Yong opened his eyes and saw Ye Yuan, and couldn't help but look shocked.
Ever since Baili Qingyan played the piano at Huoyun Peak two hundred years ago, everyone knew that Ye Yuan was dead.
However, now Ye Yuan actually stood in front of him alive.
No, in two hundred years, from the sixth level of the Divine Lord to the ninth level of the Divine Lord, this... what speed is this?
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "We will talk about these things later. Now, we have revenge and revenge when we have grudges!"
With that said, Ye Yuan handed the whip to Han Yong.
Han Yong was stunned and immediately understood.
Over the years, he has been tortured to death by Du Zichuan.
How many times he wanted to commit suicide, but he held back.
He is a man of tenacity and survived in the end.
Although I know it will be difficult to return to my peak, I always hold on to that glimmer of hope.
Han Yong took the whip and gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Yuan, thank you!"
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "We are all brothers, why are you thanking me? This is just a little guy, let's deal with it quickly! Do you dare to make a big fuss with me?"
Han Yong's expression changed and he immediately guessed what Ye Yuan wanted to do.
He gritted his teeth and said: "I've already been like this, why don't I dare? Even if I can't return to the top, I still want to take revenge! But... this will drag you down!"
Ye Yuan sneered and said: "Drag me? Hey, my feud with Feihua has long been sworn in!"
Han Yong was stunned, then nodded suddenly and said: "You are not afraid, so what should I be afraid of? But this Du Zichuan, I must express my anger today!"
After that, Han Yong walked slowly towards Du Zichuan.
Du Zichuan's expression changed and he threatened: "Han Yong, you waste! You...you dare to hit me?"
Han Yong sneered: "Are you stupid? I haven't beaten you all these years because I can't beat you! Otherwise, you would have died ten thousand times! Now that my brother is here, you can enjoy it!"