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Late night,

On a cliff.

Lu Yang sat cross-legged with a guqin in front of him.

As the ninth elder of the inner door of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, Lu Yang is known as the "Shuangjue of Qin and Sword", and is regarded as one of the few top immortals in the entire Wenzhou territory.

His figure was thin, his temperament was as vigorous as a pine tree, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be completely immersed in playing the piano.

Boom!

Suddenly, a **** figure fell from the sky and fell to the ground not far from the cliff.

Look carefully, it is Qi Fufeng!

He was beyond recognition, badly wounded, obviously tortured and tortured.

After falling to the ground, he panted heavily, trembling and twitching all over his body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.

Following, a woman in a red dress fluttered to the ground.

She has a good appearance, is quite beautiful, has a cold and lonely temperament, and carries a sword box on her back.

The woman in the red dress looked indifferent and didn't care.

"Senior brother, this guy's bones are surprisingly hard, no matter how hard I use it, I can't pry his mouth open."

The woman in the red dress rubbed her cheeks helplessly.

This is the first time she has encountered such a character who is not afraid of death.

In the distance, Lu Yang was playing the qin freely.

Until half a sound, he put his ten fingers on the strings, sighed softly, and said, "How many times have I said, don't bother me when I play the piano."

As he spoke, he opened his eyes, turned to look at the woman in the red dress, and said, "Has it hurt his soul?"

The woman in the red dress shook her head: "No."

Lu Yang nodded slightly and said, "That's good, after returning to the sect, hand him over to the elder of punishment and search for his soul."

The woman in the red dress muttered: "Senior brother, I still don't understand why I want to hunt down this person, he is just an immortal monarch, and he is looking for clues related to the demise of the Biao Spirit Clan. What does it have to do with our Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect?"

Lu Yang smiled and said: "I don't know, but what is certain is that since the headmaster arranges it like this, it must have a deep meaning."

"Okay, if you still want to torture him, go to the side, don't bother me again, wait for me to play another song, and then set off to return to the sect, before dawn, when you can reach ."

Speaking, Lu Yang's eyes closed, his fingers floated, and he played again.

The woman in the red dress frowned, looked down at Qi Fufeng, who was lying there like a dead dog, and there was a ruthless look between her brows.

"I don't believe it, I can't make you open your mouth!"

Speaking, she grabbed Qi Fufeng's hair suddenly, like dragging a corpse, and walked towards the distance.

Qi Fufeng's body rubbed against the uneven ground, the skin cracked and the blood gurgled, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

"I'm not afraid of death, how can I be afraid of your torture, just do it."

Qi Fufeng spoke hoarsely.

His long hair was caught, his scalp was tingling, his cheeks were bloody, the bridge of his nose and mouth were broken, and he looked shocking.

Click click!

Qi Fufeng's spine was broken, and his face became distorted due to pain.

But he hissed and laughed: "That's it?"

The woman in the red dress only felt that her dignity was being provoked, and she felt an inexplicable burst of anger. She was just a prisoner, how dare she laugh at herself?

Suddenly, she tore off Qi Fufeng's left arm, and blood splattered.

Qi Fufeng twitched all over, his eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth, did not scream, and forced himself to endure the boundless pain.

It will stop immediately."

Speaking, her fingertips were like knives, gouging out towards Qi Fufeng's eyes!

But at this moment, her fingertips suddenly stopped, suddenly turned around, and looked into the distance.

At the same time, Lu Yang, who was playing the qin, opened his eyes, put his hands and ten fingers on the strings, and looked into the distance in surprise.

Boom!

In the dark of night, a Peng bird with a body with a range of thousands of meters roared, and its wings were like clouds in the sky, emitting terrifying fluctuations that belonged to the level of the fairy king.

"Fairy... Fairy King!"

The woman in the red dress was shocked, "It seems to be coming towards us."

"Don't panic, this place is only 30,000 miles away from the sect. It is already the sphere of influence of our sect, and even the fairy king does not dare to take action against us."

Lu Yang spoke in a deep voice.

The voice was still reverberating, and the terrifying Peng bird had roared and stopped in the high sky not far away.

"We are from Wanjian Xianzong, dare to ask your Excellency, why do you want to come here?"

The woman in the red dress opened her mouth.

The Peng Bird ignored it, its wings converged and its head lowered.

Then, a sturdy figure jumped down from it and came to the cliff.

A green robe roared in the night wind, and it was Su Yi.

Lu Yang and the woman in the red dress couldn't help but be surprised. This Immortal King-level Pengbird was actually a young man's mount?

After Su Yi arrived, his eyes fell on Qi Fufeng.

Broken and bloodied body, broken spine, torn arms, blood all over the floor, **** cheeks…

The miserable situation is particularly dazzling.

When Su Yi looked over, Qi Fufeng's head was lowered, and his whole body was twitching because of the severe pain.

He wanted to look up, but he had no strength at all.

This made Su Yi frown a little, and his eyes became cold and indifferent.

Seeing Su Yi staring at Qi Fufeng all the time, the woman in the red dress was confused, but she still explained: "I made you laugh, this is one captured by my Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect. captive."

Su Yi ignored it.

He came directly to Qi Fufeng's side, squatted down, and said apologetically, "I came a step late and made you suffer."

The face of the woman in the red dress suddenly changed, the other party... Could it be that Qi Fufeng's helper! ?

At this time, Qi Fufeng, who was paralyzed on the ground, trembled violently, and hissed excitedly: "Sir! It's you! I'm sorry that I can't stand up to greet you!"

In the distance, Lu Yang stood up suddenly, his face changed greatly.

He also realized something was wrong.

Su Yi ignored all this.

He raised his hand to help Qi Fufeng up, looking at the excitement and joy in the other party's eyes, his heart was inexplicably blocked.

"You have a good rest first, and the next thing is left to me."

Speaking, Su Yi's palm was empty, and Qi Fufeng's figure floated up and landed on the back of the Zhuyou Dapeng bird in the distance.

At this time, I already noticed something bad

The woman in the red dress and Lu Yang had already turned and fled.

But they were still halfway there when they were imprisoned by a terrifying power and rolled to the ground.

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"

Lu Yang panicked and shouted, "We are from Wanjian Xianzong, please don't rush to do it first, let us explain!"

Su Yi flicked his fingers.

Boom!

Lu Yang knelt on the ground, his body was completely imprisoned, he could not even make a sound, and his face was full of fear and hesitation.

The Nine Elders of the Inner Sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect couldn't even imagine that he was just playing the guqin in the dark of night, and he had caused such a catastrophe!

If he had known this earlier, he would have returned to the sect earlier, how could he have the leisure to play the piano here?

Unfortunately, it is too late to regret.

On the other side, the woman in the red dress rattled her teeth, her pretty face turning pale with fright.

The other party was horrible.

When you capture them, it is as easy as suppressing ants!

Su Yi flicked his fingers.

Boom!

The woman in the red dress had both knees on the ground, and the bones in her knees burst, causing her to scream in pain.

"Qi Fufeng, how do you think we should concoct her?"

Su Yi asked indifferently.

In the distance, Qi Fufeng was full of hatred and said, "Sir, if it is possible, I want her to die!"

The woman in the red dress had a bleak face and screamed: "You can't kill me, my father is..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yi said indifferently: "Of course she has to die, but... she can't die so easily."

Speaking, he waved his sleeve robe.

Ling Chi!

In an instant, the woman in the red dress turned into a **** man, screaming in pain and despair.

In the end, her bones were broken inch by inch, and her body was completely shattered.

The **** scene made Lu Yang shudder in the distance, his whole body shivering.

But it's not the end.

Su Yi raised his hand and grabbed it, grabbing the soul of the woman in the red dress in his hand, and said in a light tone, "The pain of the body, after all, is inferior, and the torment of the soul can be called a pain that is unbearable for life. ."

A copper lamp appeared in his palm, suppressing the spirit of the woman in the red dress.

"No-! Let me go! If my father knew, he would destroy your entire clan!"

The woman in the red dress screamed, her soul was shrouded in a cloud of blood-colored lights, and she screamed and screamed, but there was nowhere to escape.

With Su Yi's fingertips.

Suddenly, the voice of the woman in the red dress could no longer be heard.

Afterwards, Su Yi threw the copper lamp to Qi Fufeng and said, "When you get down, you can let her die at any time."

Qi Fufeng's eyes were red, his nose was sore, and he was choked up.

He was tumbling in his heart, and suddenly felt that all the torture he suffered this time was nothing at all, even if he died at this moment, it was all worth it!

Su Yi looked at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang was trembling all over, struggling violently, looking at Su Yi as if he were looking at a cruel and cold demon, full of panic and fear.

Su Yi flicked his fingers to release the restraining power on Lu Yang, and said lightly, "Don't you like playing the piano, come and play me a song."