Martial arts become gods

Chapter 648 Torment
Warriors kept coming in and out of Mo City, and when they passed those pillars, they would subconsciously speed up with panicked expressions on their faces.

They admire those who are still holding on, after all, under such torture, they must not be able to bear it.

"Have you seen it? This is the fate of offending Mr. Xiong. If any of you refuse to accept it, you can come and try." Several warriors stood beside the pillar brazenly, yelling at the warriors who passed by, and at the same time they did not forget to turn around and use their hands. Barbed lashes lashed down those who were nailed to the stake.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the whip is clear and powerful, and often it can take away a large piece of flesh in one stroke, and after a few whips, it will be completely bruised.

"It's really interesting. Is this the feeling of power? Why didn't I notice it before!" Mr. Xiong stood on the city wall, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the warriors who were no longer human, with a cruel and sick look on his face. smile.

He seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and with a flip of his palm, an invisible long whip of origin force whizzed out, and slammed onto Sun Yong's body.

"Snapped!"

The voice was still crisp, and Sun Yong, who had already fallen into a semi-comatose state, suddenly shook his whole body, and his half-closed eyes suddenly widened, as if they were about to shoot out from their eye sockets.

A scream that made people feel chills came out of his mouth, followed by unstoppable convulsions.

Xiong Lao's Yuanli long whip was obviously more powerful than the actual long whip, and the pain that seemed to hit the soul directly made Sun Yong almost faint.

But the secret techniques that Xiong Lao followed up made him abnormally awake, and the pain was also magnified dozens of times.

The warriors around heard the hoarse scream, their faces were all pale, and even their steps were a little unsteady.

"This old Xiong is really cruel. He can kill them easily, but he still tortures them like this."

"Hmph, what do you know, Mr. Xiong is waiting for you with murderous intentions. You said that Mo Xian is too ambitious. He dared to fight against Mr. Xiong when he was a newcomer. Many people have suffered."

Amidst the low voice of discussion, many veiled eyes looked at Xiong Lao on the city wall, and then quickly moved away, as if afraid that Xiong Lao would notice him.

"Old man Xiong, you coward, pretend to be a grandson, and kill grandpa if you have the ability." Sun Yong roared angrily after he calmed down a little.

His roar was very abrupt, and it was quite clear at the gate of the city.

Seeing you for a while, everyone was stunned. Under such circumstances, Sun Yong dared to provoke Xiong Lao, which is considered audacious.

Old Xiong's face turned cold, but he didn't explode. After a short silence, he laughed maniacally and said, "Haha, you really are a lowly person who can't even decide your own life and death. Do you want to end the pain? I won't let you Ruyi. Hmph..."

He snorted coldly, and swung his palm out again.

Visible to the naked eye, a long whip of Yuanli that looked like a poisonous snake roared out immediately, and slammed heavily on Sun Yong's face, almost shattering his eyeballs.

"Haha, grandson, hit me, the more you hit me, the more enjoyable it will be, do you have no strength in your old bones, it's so light!" Sun Yong roared like crazy.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut!" Old Xiong's complexion twisted, showing extreme excitement, a kind of morbid excitement.

In the past, he always showed the appearance of an outsider in front of people, but now that he returned to his original nature, he would naturally intensify.

The scarlet Yuanli can't stop clinging to Sun Yong's body with a long whip. On the surface, there seems to be no scars, but only Sun Yong knows the kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and soul.

"Haha, grandson, when the city lord comes back, just wait on your knees and beg for mercy!" Sun Yong laughed loudly, as if he didn't feel any pain.

"It seems that you have waited for that kid to come back after holding on for so long, but it is a pity that he will never come back." Old Xiong stopped suddenly and said solemnly.

"You fart, you said you killed the city lord, what evidence do you have, if you can kill him, why bother." Sun Yong grinned and said loudly.

As soon as he said this, a series of whispers suddenly sounded around him.

Yes, Mo Xian is dead, that's just what Xiong Lao said.

If Xiong Lao is really capable of killing Mo Xian, it shouldn't take so long. There must be something tricky in it.

"Hmph, who wants to test the strength of this old man!" Old Xiong sternly shouted with a cold face.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and those warriors who had just stopped fled away one after another.

"Hehe, it seems that you still have hope, then let me completely crush your hope!" Xiong Lao smiled sinisterly, his figure roared out immediately, and at the same time he punched the root where Sun Yong was. on the pillar.

After a loud bang, the pillar shattered and split open, and Sun Yong's restraint was gone immediately. He supported himself with his hands to stabilize his figure, then stood up suddenly, and attacked Old Xiong.

That endless torment had long since brought his resentment towards Elder Xiong to its peak, and he would naturally not be ambiguous if he had a chance to fight back.

As for the difference in strength, it was simply not within the scope of his consideration.

"You're looking for death!" Xiong Lao grinned, and with a slight swipe of his palm, Sun Yong, who hadn't gotten close, was beaten and flew away.

"See, this is the strength of the old man. As long as the old man is willing, he can easily crush you to death, including him, Mo Xian." Xiong Lao said in a deep voice.

"Haha, you don't have to deceive yourself, you must be terrified right now, otherwise why would you have such a reaction!" Sun Yong mocked with a protruding mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood.

Xiong Lao's complexion became even more gloomy, and he did have an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Although it was impossible for Mo Xian to survive in such a desperate place, he did not see Mo Xian die with his own eyes.

It is precisely because of this uncertainty that he has always had a knot in his heart.

And Sun Yong's words magnified the lump, making him very uncomfortable.

"Why, don't I hit the mark?" Sun Yong laughed.

"Hehe, you say that because you want me to kill you quickly to end your pain, but unfortunately, I'm not going to do that!" In his anger, Old Xiong suddenly laughed, looking extremely sinister.

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of Sun Yong, and slapped him hard.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Sun Yong's body was directly loaded into the soil, until he lost his knees.

Then he was like a ghost, changing back and forth around Sun Yong, punching every time he changed his path.

His grasp of power is very precise, and under the premise that Sun Yong suffers the most pain, he will not die immediately.

"Crack!"

Amid the scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking, Sun Yong's figure couldn't help shaking, but he couldn't fall down at all.

As Xiong Lao said, the weak are not even qualified to choose to die.

On the pillar, those warriors couldn't bear to look at it, and turned their heads away one after another. At the same time, they also had some expectations in their hearts, or it was a fluke.

"City Lord, you must come back!"

"Say, are you convinced or not!" Xiong Lao's figure finally stopped, he shouted violently, and punched Sun Yong's chest.

(End of this chapter)