As soon as the young man finished speaking, the other four people took action one after another. Since they had no weapons in the cell, they all hit Ling Feng's body with their fists.【】

The five of them joined hands, and Ling Feng began to struggle. There were countless more wounds on his body, and blood was flying everywhere.

The five people also felt uncomfortable. Two wretched middle-aged men had one of their arms cut off by Ling Feng. The young man had his child-birth tool cut off by Ling Feng's sword, and the old man was knocked unconscious.

, Ling Feng took the opportunity to get rid of the old man.

He was also stabbed with a dagger taken by the young woman from unknown source.

"The Overlord Sword Technique, the third form: the realm of killing."

A roar sounded like it came from an ancient monster.

It was Ling Feng who called out this voice, and he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart that asked him to use this move.

The Tyrant Sword struck out with a terrifying sword energy, and the cell collapsed instantly. All the other four people in the cell died. Soon a group of soldiers came.

They took a look at the situation, and after looking at Ling Feng who was covered in blood, they knew what had happened. They came over and locked up Ling Feng's whole body with iron chains.

Ling Feng consumed too much and passed out, so he was locked up by these soldiers.

When Ling Feng woke up, his whole body was locked with iron chains. He was seriously injured now, with wounds all over his body. How could he still have the strength to struggle?

Not long after, several soldiers entered the cell and dragged Ling Feng like a dog into a hall. There were many people at the door of the hall.

Ten armed soldiers stood in each row of the hall, and a middle-aged man sat on the stage. The middle-aged man had mouse-like eyes, extremely sinister, a melon-seed face, dry lips, a black beard, and a head.

Wearing a black iron hat.

The middle-aged man asked Ling Feng: "What is the name of the prisoner in this hall? Why don't you kneel down when you see the Lord of this city?"

"My name is Qin Batian." Ling Feng responded confusedly.

As for why Ling Feng chose this name, was it because he suddenly called out the Overlord Sword Art in the cell and lost his memory? Ling Feng had to temporarily give himself a name before his memory could be recovered.

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The middle-aged man was dissatisfied and asked: "Okay, prisoner Qin Batian, why don't you kneel down?"

"Why should I kneel down?" Qin Batian said as if he didn't know why he was kneeling down.

The middle-aged man frowned, calmed down the anger in his heart a little, and then said: "Because I am the city lord, so you have to kneel down, do you understand?"

"I, Qin Batian, can kneel to my father and my mother. Apart from my parents, I, Qin Batian, have never kneeled to anyone else, not even God." Qin Batian said with a face of pride and will, as if this person

The city lord insists that he kneel down, but he will not kneel down even if he dies.

"A good person can kneel to his father and his mother."

The middle-aged man first expressed admiration, and then said with a serious expression: "Prisoner Qin Batian, this is Luoye City, the palace of the city lord. If you don't kneel down, you are disrespecting the city lord. Do you know that disrespecting the city lord is a crime?"

"I, Gen. Qin Batian, don't care whether it is a crime or disrespect to you if I don't kneel to your city lord. In short, I cannot kneel." Qin Batian still said in the same tone.

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his face and his patience. He ordered the soldiers to several armed soldiers: "Beat him until he kneels. I, Li Shenlian, will see today what you, Qin Batian, are like."

To kneel or not to kneel."

Several armed soldiers did not use weapons. They punched Qin Batian's chest with their fists, and mouthfuls of blood flew from Qin Batian's mouth.

For an hour, for a whole hour, Ling Feng was beaten by several armed soldiers until he vomited an unknown amount of blood, but he still did not kneel down, because a voice in his heart told him that if he knelt down, he would not even think about it.

Recovered his lost memory.

In an hour, the soldiers changed twice. Qin Batian was like a weakling who couldn't be killed. No matter how hard you hit him, he would not fall.

Li Shenlian finally couldn't sit still anymore. He came to Qin Batian and said, "If you can take three punches from me, Li Shenlian, I will let you go today and forgive you for all the crimes you have committed. Are you willing to take my three punches?"

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The soldiers next to him stood far away. Qin Batian's eyes flashed with perseverance. He showed a smile and said: "Come on! Lord Li, if you ask me to kneel down, you might as well kill me with one knife."

have to."

"Okay, here, help Qin Batian out of the city lord's palace." Li Shenlian shouted, and several soldiers helped Ling Feng out.

If Qin Batian received three palms from Li Shenlian in the City Lord's Mansion, a lot of things would be destroyed. After leaving the City Lord's Mansion and arriving at a field, Ling Feng had already had the subway lock removed from his body.

"Qin Batian, accept the first palm from this city lord!"

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind was formed by Li Shen's sprinting speed, and a red light hit Qin Batian's chest with his palm.

"ah!"

Following this sound, Qin Batian flew more than fifty meters before landing on the ground.

Qin Batian lay motionless on the ground. In everyone's eyes, Qin Batian must be dead, but Qin Batian's fingers moved, which meant that he was not dead.

After ten breaths, Qin Batian stood up. The palm mark on his chest proved that he had indeed received a palm from Li Shenlian.

Seeing that Qin Batian survived his palm, Li Shenlian became more energetic.

"Qin Batian, look at this city lord's second palm."
Chapter completed!