reborn son

Chapter 382 Torture
Seeing the interaction between Mo Qingfeng and Li Dongyang, the scar-faced woman became angry, burning with jealousy, staring at Mo Qingfeng and cursing: "Shameless, stinky bitch."

"You are jealous of me, you must be jealous that I have a good husband." Mo Qingfeng blinked his eyes and smiled brightly.

"Shameless bastard, you are a disgrace to the women's world, you, you don't deserve to be called a woman." The woman with the scarred face was extremely angry.

"I have a good husband." Mo Qingfeng shook Li Dongyang's arm, "My husband is the most handsome in the world, you can only envy and hate him."

"Fox, little bitch, I must kill you." The scar-faced woman gritted her teeth.

"You're still jealous that I have a good husband-in-law." Mo Qingfeng countered with a smile.

Li Dongyang and the others watched it with gusto, even the smell of gunpowder faded a lot, and no one was in a hurry to make a move.

It seems that it is a common problem of human beings to love to watch operas, and all of them have forgotten the words of the serious business.

The scar-faced woman ground her teeth, her eyes were red with anger, she did not admit that she was jealous, she just looked around Mo Qingfeng with a knife, and shouted:
"Does it look good? Do you still remember what your mission is?"

"Rush, kill, don't let them go!" Li Dongyang waved his fist in response.

A group of people immediately focused their eyes on Li Dongyang, wondering why this man is crazy?Call them only two people, where is the confidence?

Mo Qingfeng rolled his eyes and decided to ignore this tease. This is a scumbag with an abnormal mind. God knows what the scumbag's brain is thinking.

But the battle must start, and instead of waiting for others to do it, it is better to start it yourself.

Just when Li Dongyang felt guilty and touched her nose, Mo Qingfeng moved. She took out a long whip from her bag and swung it out with her hand, causing a blood mist with a crackling sound.

An unlucky man let out a scream, a piece of flesh and blood was torn off his body, and his pupils shrank in pain.

Li Dongyang looked at the long whip in Mo Qingfeng's hand, and shrank his neck accordingly.

The whip in this guy's hand is not a simple one, nor is it a loud whip played by an old man in the park. There is a hook tied to the whip, and there is a throwing knife hidden in the tip of the whip. If the knife is cut across the neck, hehe!

I have to admit that Mo Qingfeng was really a witch when he made a move. Every time he whipped, he would either tear off a piece of flesh or bring up a stream of blood. As long as he was hit by the tip of the whip, it would definitely leave a hole.

In just a few breaths, three disciples of Shang Yuanzong had been injured, including the scar-faced woman.

"Let's go together!" The man with the square face saw that the other party was attacking fiercely, and knew that today's affairs would not be good, so he rushed towards Li Dongyang with a loud roar.

"Oh, I'm going to bully people." Li Dongyang looked at the Chinese character face rushing towards him. This is a small boss. He didn't know his strength, so he fought.

Thinking of this, Li Dongyang pulled out the soft sword at his waist with a whoosh, and the soft sword came out of the hole like a snake and ran towards the man with the square face. The two sides met each other, and the man with the square face fell backwards.

"Oh, am I too strong or you are too weak?" Li Dongyang looked at the soft sword in his hand, and then at the fallen Chinese character face, doubts flashed across his face.

"It's because he's too weak. They're just outer disciples of Shang Yuanzong, not masters." Mo Qingfeng took the time to reply.

The others were shocked when they saw that the leader was dead, and Mo Qingfeng said that he was too weak, and they were all hit hard.

"Let's go together!" Someone yelled, and the disciples of Shang Yuanzong fought in groups without saying a word. Li Dongyang and Mo Qingfeng became the center of the battle.

The soft sword in Li Dongyang's hand showed its power. It really pointed east to west, and the guide to north. You couldn't think of where it would attack. Every time it launched an attack, it would take away a life.

There are not many people who are not afraid of death, and those who besieged Li Dongyang and Mo Qingfeng were no exception. With the disappearance of each life, the few remaining people glanced at each other and turned around without saying a word and fled.

How could Mo Qingfeng do what they wanted? Since Shang Yuanzong is so mysterious, it is natural to inquire about Shang Yuanzong's news, and also to find out the purpose of Shang Yuanzong's entry into Longyuan.

If Shangyuanzong wanted to establish a sect in Longyuan, it would be a good show. Tigers compete with hunters to gain.

Mo Qingfeng was excited when he thought of the battle between Shangyuanzong and the Nanhai Sword Sect. If they were defeated and feared injury, then Wuji Demon Palace might take the opportunity to kill them and go ashore to seize the world.

At this time, Li Dongyang didn't know the relationship between the Everlasting Demon Palace and the South Sea Sword Sect, and thought that the Promise Demon Palace had no intention of going to the mainland, and only wanted to develop on the sea.

Mo Qingfeng pulled out his whip and left one alive. As for those who fled, Li Dongyang quickly chased them down with a few swords.

"Handsome guy, will you interrogate?" Mo Qingfeng looked at Li Dongyang.

"No, I'm a weak scholar who doesn't have the strength to hold a halberd." Li Dongyang put away his soft sword, swung his folding fan open with a bang, fanned it twice smartly, and raised his eyebrows at Mo Qingfeng.

The corners of Mo Qingfeng's mouth twitched as he watched. Could it be said that this weak scholar has killed more people than her? That is really killing one person with one sword, and the sword is merciless. Is there such a weak scholar?

He couldn't see through Li Dongyang's strength, nor could he see the source of Li Dongyang's moves, which made Mo Qingfeng's heart more vigilant, but one thing was certain, that was, Li Dongyang had no intention of killing her.

If Li Dongyang made a killer move, Mo Qingfeng thought he couldn't stop it, so naturally he didn't dare to provoke Li Dongyang. Anyway, now they have a common goal. As for who will bloom in the end, let's talk about it at the end.

After Mo Qingfeng figured it out, he smiled and said, "Handsome guy, let me show you the interrogation techniques of the Promise Demon Palace."

After finishing talking, she tapped a few on the scar-faced woman, and the scar-faced woman screamed again and again. In fact, when she heard the word Promise, the face of the scar-faced woman changed color, she must know the magic palace.

The woman with the scarred face felt that her meridians were being torn apart, as if they were being torn apart. The pain pierced her soul directly, and the painful soul was really trembling. Her face was distorted and out of shape.

The corners of Li Dongyang's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched as he watched. He thought that he was already ruthless enough. Compared with Mo Qingnei, he was really a heaven and an earth.

As Mo Qingchu took out the knife, the woman with the scarred face was no longer trembling in her soul, but every pore and every cell in her body was trembling.

"Stop, stop, stop, you, what do you want to ask, I'll say it, I'll say it." The scarred woman didn't hold back for three seconds, and after Mo Qingfeng's five stabs, she voluntarily surrendered, and now she just wants to die quickly.

"Sure enough, you're not a man. You surrendered too quickly. I still have 360 ​​and five methods that I haven't used yet." Mo Qingfeng cleared his hand, and tapped the scarred woman a few times, with a look of pity.

The scarred woman continued to tremble in fright, and at the same time thanked herself for surrendering quickly. If she becomes stubborn, she doesn't know what she will suffer. This is not the most terrifying thing, the most terrifying thing is that she has to give up after suffering.

(End of this chapter)