Chapter 400: Jing Zhirong at a loss

[Chapter name is wrong, and there is no permission to modify it, I am very helpless...]

"what!"

With a scream, Su Haowen suddenly turned pale and his face was full of pain.

Pain, pain from the depths of the soul.

Unbearable pain.

A little bit, it hit Su Haowen's heart.

Click to break his inner defense.

Lu Feng hadn't experienced the pain of Pill Fire burning True Qi, but after thinking about it, if you look at Su Haowen's appearance, you know that this kind of pain must be very unbearable.

However, he did not stop.

Instead, he was waiting, waiting for Su Haowen to beg for mercy.

Lu Feng's kindness would never appear in this place, let alone Su Haowen.

"Do not!"

With a miserable cry, Su Haowen persisted for less than a quarter of an hour, unable to bear it, and shouted: "Kill me, kill me, kill me."

This kind of pain made Su Haowen wish to commit suicide now.

It's just that he can't do it.

The zhenqi in his body was sealed and burned a little by the pill fire. He did not have the ability to commit suicide.

He thought about biting his tongue, but without that determination, to be precise, he could not make that determination.

"Kill you? Isn't it going on now?"

Lu Feng looked at Su Haowen and said: "Don't worry, you will be killed when all the true qi in your body is burned by the pill fire. That time will not be long, only ten years ago. For a warrior in your realm In terms of ten years, isn't it just a moment of flick?"

"devil!"

Su Haowen's pale face was full of fear, fear of Lu Feng, and said: "You are a devil, you are even more devil than the devil of the demon race."

"Really? Thank you for your absurd praise." Lu Feng disapproved, and chuckled softly, "Should I be happy to be able to make enemies like you treat me as a devil?"

"You will be cut by thousands of knives, you will be cut by thousands of knives, you will definitely be." Su Haowen roared miserably again and again.

It's just that Lu Feng smiled at what he said, and didn't take it to heart.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Su Haowen couldn't take it anymore, and said: "Please let me go, I will tell you everything you want to know, please, let me go, let me go."

Su Haowen is softened.

"Like this earlier, wouldn't it be okay?" Lu Feng shook his head slightly and waved his hand, Zuo Ci understood that the movement in his hand changed, and a ray of flame emerged from Su Haowen's body.

"Huhuhuhu."

Su Haowen immediately panted heavily, and his expression of relief was very clear.

"Great Elder." The three Shadow Guardians of the Spirit Sword Sect looked at Su Haowen with a little indescribable.

They seemed to be happy, happy that Su Haowen was not dead, but some seemed to despise and despise the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect of Su Haowen, and even begged for mercy to the little emperor Lu Feng of the Nanyan Kingdom.

"Come on, let's talk about it now, what is your Spirit Sword Sect's specific plan?" Lu Feng smiled and looked at Su Haowen.

"Huh."

Su Haowen let out two more rough breaths and looked up at the young man standing in front of him, Lu Feng.

The Emperor of the Nanyan Kingdom who was less than seventeen years old!

Who is he?

Why can this be done?

His subordinates are like clouds, masters are like clouds, and there are holy king masters like Zuo Ci, and the earth-level alchemy masters are loyal.

why?

He was just a sixteen-year-old boy, he was just the emperor of the Nanyan Kingdom, a small southwest of Yuzhou. How could he have such a charm to make so many warriors, civil servants and alchemists loyal?

why!

Su Haowen couldn't understand how Lu Feng did all this?

The foundation of his own Spirit Sword Sect for thousands of years, in terms of apparent strength, is not much better than Lu Feng now.

What is all this?

"What? I found that I was not something your Spirit Sword Sect could deal with. I want to work under my command?" Lu Feng saw Su Haowen's gaze and looked at him with a smile.

"To serve under your command?"

Su Haowen sneered when he heard it, and said, "Silly people talk about dreams!"

"I admit that you Lu Feng is very strong, with a lot of fierce generals, a lot of civil servants, and a lot more powerful than other kingdoms, but compared with our Spirit Sword Sect, you are still only a weak."

Su Haowen's words are very disdainful, disdain for Lu Feng, and disdain for Nanyan Kingdom.

"Oh, is it so?"

Lu Feng smiled and said: "That's very interesting. You, the great elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, pride yourself on being superior, and regard me as a weak one, but now you are a prisoner of this "weak", come, tell me I, I am the'weak', so what are you?"

"It's a thing that is inferior to the weak! What is it? Waste? Or is it waste? Or is it a waste that is not as good as waste?"

"you……"

"boom!"

Before Su Haowen's words were finished, Lu Feng suddenly kicked out and kicked Su Haowen's chest, kicking his body away, and hitting the wall of Qiankun Palace.

"puff!"

Su Haowen spouted another mouthful of blood, his breath became more disordered, and the injuries in his body worsened.

Lu Feng looked at Su Haowen coldly, and said, "Here, you are no longer the great elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, you are just my prisoner, and the prisoner should look like a prisoner!"

"If you still want to survive, then answer my question honestly. What is your Spirit Sword Sect's specific plan?"

"Ahem, ahem."

Su Haowen coughed twice, and the blood at the corner of his mouth shed more. The expression in his eyes when he looked at Lu Feng was full of resentment and killing intent.

How can you be afraid of Lu Feng if you have strength?

You can kill him with one palm!

"Not yet? Interesting."

A cruel smile came up at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, and said: "I hate someone to lie to me. You said earlier that I let someone collect the pill fire in your body. Tell me what I want to know. But now it's not. Say, well, I will let you see what methods I use to punish people like you who deceive me."

"Cut off his five fingers first! If you don't say anything, cut off his other five fingers."

"Not to mention, break his ten toes."

"Not to mention, break his fifth leg."

"Finally..." Lu Feng's eyes were full of coldness, and he said: "A thousand swords!"

"Subordinates obey!"

The sprite in the slave of the six swords laughed, danced the swords in his hands, and walked towards Su Haowen step by step.

The sprite and sprite swords in his hand glowed with breathtaking cold light, which made people afraid to face it.

"You... what do you want to do?" Su Haowen's face was frightened.

"Follow your majesty's order, first cut off your five fingers."

The sprite's voice fell, and his body disappeared.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a sharp blade slashing across the flesh came.

"what!"

Su Haowen screamed, and the five fingers of his right hand holding the sword were all broken, blood flowed out, and he looked at the people.

"Now, tell me?" The coldness on Lu Feng's face disappeared, replaced by an ordinary expression.

Su Haowen did not answer, but screamed again and again, as if he wanted to use this method to divert Lu Feng's attention.

just……