Facing Murong Lin's cry, Jiang Dongyun showed no mercy and cursed fiercely: "You still dare to quibble, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you won't tell the truth honestly, so don't blame me for being ruthless.
Let you try the taste of nine turns and a thousand twists."
Murong Lin knew the old woman's insidiousness, and was so frightened that he trembled all over, and said with a pale face: "Old Ancestor, please forgive me, please don't punish me... This junior really has no clues, I swear..."
"Humph, only a ghost will believe you." The old woman snorted coldly, stretched out her withered hands like chicken claws and flicked them a few times, and then several extremely thin light and shadows flashed, and with a strange aura, they penetrated into Murong Lin's meridians and disappeared.
Mysterious spiritual power surged through Murong Lin's body, causing him to feel severe pain in his abdomen, like a knife twisting, and then his internal organs seemed to move, which was even more painful than the torture of the fractured parts.
The endurance made him roll all over the floor and screamed in pain, "Ah... my intestines are about to break, it hurts me to death, please let me go, I don't know..."
A group of members of the Tianzheng Sect were all under the control of Fengming Valley. Although they were very angry when they saw the young master being tortured, no one dared to speak out. They could only pretend not to see or hear.
A look of gloating appeared in Qiu Yu's eyes, and he cursed secretly, "Asshole, you are here today, and you still want to kill me. Now I want you to taste the feeling of life being worse than death. It feels good, right?"
Jiang Dongyun was as cold as a female devil, indifferent to Murong Lin's painful pleas, and said gloomily with a livid face: "You haven't punished me yet, right? It seems the punishment is too light, you must use more force... Come on...
How about a thousand needles pricking your heart?"
The old woman could do it. She held up her fingers as if she were holding an embroidery needle. With a few false clicks, Murong Lin felt like countless needles were pricking her organs. He screamed in pain, and he fainted after a short while.
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Even so, Jiang Dongyun had no intention of letting this guy go. He curled his lips and said, "Are you pretending to be dead? Even if you are really dead, I will make your soul fly away..."
Just when she was about to continue the torture, a voice like a broken gong came from the air on the west side, "Ancestor Jiang is so cruel. Why, he doesn't even spare the dead?" The voice buzzed in everyone's ears.
The buzzing sound surprised many people and quickly turned their heads to look over.
A flying giant beast appeared in the sky. It looked like a crocodile. It was as black as ink and was extremely large. There were densely packed people standing on its back. Both the people and the giant beast had a fierce light in their eyes, as if the intruder was evil.
Many members of Fengming Valley knew this beast, and some powerful people said in surprise: "The crocodile in the clouds, the people from Ten Thousand Beast Mountain are also here."
You are right. There are indeed many members of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain who came here, probably hundreds of them. The old man who came here was a ferocious-looking man. He wanted to pay tribute to the leader. He was a well-known figure in the cultivation world of the Yan Kingdom. He could be called a master of the generation and had very strong abilities.
He suddenly spoke out about his strength just now. Even though he is quite old, he still looks unruly and has no respectability at all.
Jiang Dongyun temporarily let go of Murong Lin and looked into the sky with cold eyes. He couldn't help but frown. Why did the people from Wanshou Mountain come here at this time? Could it be that they were also rushing to the young master of Tianzheng Sect to get news about the Divine King's Palace?
The old woman was very thoughtful and quickly ordered: "Hurry up and tie up these prisoners and keep them under strict supervision."
A disciple from Fengming Valley came forward and they tied up the Tianzhengmen group with ropes. At this moment, the black giant crocodile swooped down from the air and landed opposite the colorful phoenix, appearing in front of everyone at close range.
, which makes people feel heart palpitated.
In terms of seniority, Jiang Dongyun is higher than He Tianqiu, and more importantly, he is a master of cultivation, so he is naturally respected. Even though the head of Wanshou Mountain is usually domineering and extremely arrogant, at this moment, he handed over his hand and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Jiang of Yunlan Palace.
Ancestor, I would like to pay you a courtesy."
Jiang Dongyun never got used to seeing this guy, and hummed: "No need, long time no see, what gust of wind brought Master He here."
He Tianqiu's cold eyes glanced over everyone, and he saw the boy he was looking for at a glance. He said solemnly: "I have come here for a person in your Fengming Valley team. Please ask Patriarch Jiang to help me."
If he leaves it to me, I will be grateful."
It turned out that he was seeking revenge. Everyone looked at Qiu Yu without exception. The members of Fengming Valley were greatly surprised. This guy was definitely a troublemaker. He never forgot to provoke others wherever he went. He was so ruthless in the past.
He defeated the young master of Yufengguan and even had a big fight with the leader Yu Buji. He also formed a quarrel with the Tianzheng Sect and used the power of Ancestor Jiang to punish him. How could he offend the master of Wanshou Mountain and make He Tianqiu unhappy?
Came thousands of miles away to hunt him down?
Regarding the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, it is a strange existence among the seven major sects. Its style has long been no longer the original uprightness of the famous sect. It has become more vicious than the evil sect. It kills innocent people indiscriminately and is notorious. He Tianqiu is the most representative.
This character kills without batting an eye, his hands are stained with the blood of countless cultivators, he is as terrifying as a demon king, and everyone has heard about it for a long time.
Many Fengming Valley members were unhappy with Qiu Yu, and now they had gloating looks in their eyes, and they secretly cursed, "You deserve it, you are so arrogant. This time you encounter such a fierce person, depending on how you deal with it, I'm afraid you will be tortured to death."
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Qiu Yu acted like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He was quite self-aware and knew what was going on. He smiled and asked with interest, "Excuse me, Master He, who is the person you are looking for? No."
Could it be me?"
Everyone is getting more and more shocked, you are in danger. Didn't you see that the leader of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain personally led a team, accompanied by hundreds of masters? So what if you have superb strength, can you still withstand the siege of so many people?
I really don’t know how to feel sad, and I still have the heart to laugh, but I’m afraid I’ll end up screaming in misery later on.
This sentence made He Tianchou even more furious and his old face became more ferocious. He wished he could kill him right away. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn little brat, I'm looking for you. I wish I could skin you and twitch your tendons."
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There was so much hatred and a clearly sworn attitude. Even Jiang Dongyun was puzzled by it. He frowned and said, "I don't know how Qiu Yu offended Sect He. Please make it clear so that he doesn't suffer injustice."
The humiliation.”
He Tianqiu said angrily: "Does he have any grievances? What a joke. You will know how this guy treats my son. Mang'er, come out."
"Hmm..." As the crowd behind them agreed, many members of Wanshou Mountain dispersed, and a burly man walked out. He walked and swayed like a lame man. There were still scars on his ugly pockmarked face.
It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from his injuries, which attracted everyone's attention.
This is He Mang, the young master of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain. He is a powerful figure among the young generation of cultivators in the Yan Kingdom. He relies on the power of the sect to do all kinds of evil, but no one dares to offend him. He is like a little overlord, but now he has been beaten to death.
The human form made many members of Fengming Valley across from him suddenly realize that, needless to say, this young master was also beaten by Qiu Yu, and the beating was not light.