"Slayed into pieces by thousands of knives, and Lingchi will be executed!"

A cold voice came from Dongfang Kuang's mouth, like the sound of thunder shaking the sky, deafening and alarming everywhere.

The sky above the huge martial arts field fell into silence.

Among the crowd.

Countless masters widened their eyes, with tyranny and excitement on their faces: "Lingchi? This is the most cruel punishment. It has not appeared in the history of the Beihai Empire for more than 300 years. It is so exciting to see this legendary scene today!"

"It is said that such punishment was originally transmitted from the distant east. You have to use a knife to cut pieces of flesh on a person's body. In the middle, you have to constantly pour life-sustaining medicine on the prisoner to survive, so that he can't die, and watch the flesh and blood on his body be cut off one by one!"

"It's creepy to think about it!"

"I feel excited..."

This is how human nature is.

When you see others being in trouble, few people often feel justice and come forward to defend themselves. They choose to watch coldly, or even shout a few times to express their inner excitement and excitement.

In the prison car.

Luo Ziyi's face was pale and bloodless. She gently stroked her high bulge. The iron rings on both shoulders clanged, pulling the wound, and blood flowed down the iron rings.

Luo Ziyi was not afraid at all, but was just comforting the child in her belly: "Don't be afraid, baby, your father will be back soon, he will definitely come to save us!"

"My sister-in-law is right, Young Master Ling will definitely come!"

"Hehe, the boss will definitely come. By then, all these bastards will die!" Xiaoling sat in the prison car in a sluggish manner, raised his head, and his eyes as crystal clear as amber were flashing with coldness and sternity.

Xiao Yitian looked at Su Man who was trembling beside him, and was full of apology: "Manman, I'm sorry, we have dragged you down!"

"Brother Tian, ​​don't say that. I'm satisfied if I can die with you!" Su Man raised her head, with a stubborn face on her pale face.

Xiao Yitian sighed.

Luo Dapao laughed and said, "Old Xiao, Manman, you don't have to be so sad. The boss will definitely come to save us!"

Xiao Yitian nodded.

Luo Dapao looked up and looked at the ancient temple holy son who was slowly walking towards him, his eyes narrowed into a gap.

"Take him out!"

The Holy Son of the Ancient Temple looked indifferent.

Immediately, two disciples of the Holy Academy took action, dragged two chains and escorted Luo Dapao to the high platform in the center of the martial arts field.

The five flowers are tied to wooden stakes.

The holy son of the ancient temple recited the Buddha's name with a compassionate look on his face: "My Buddha is compassionate and will save you from rebirth in the Pure Land..."

"Bah!"

Luo Dapao spitted at him, sneered, looked up at Dongfang Kuang and Beihai Qingtian on the platform, and roared hysterically: "Come on, you bastards, how do you hurt us? When my boss comes back, he will definitely get it back a hundred times and a thousand times. At that time, all of you will kneel in front of me and pray for my forgiveness..."

Bang!

A slap fell on Luo Dapao's face.

He slapped half of his face and swelled up, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.

The Holy Son of the Ancient Temple slowly withdrew his palm and shouted coldly: "Bold Luo Dapao, how dare you speak rudely to Your Majesty and the Dean? Come on, execute me!"

"Hehe, don't worry, the Holy Son of the Ancient Temple, leave this little thing to me!"

A thin and vulgar young man walked up to the platform with a faint smile. There was a small knife in his hand that was shining with cold light, which was wandering between his fingers as if there was life.

This person's name is Chen Qing, and he comes from the Ministry of Justice.

His family is the imperial torture officer of the Ministry of Justice.

He is proficient in thousands of punishments, especially with deep attainments in Lingchi's punishment. He rubbed his hands and looked at Luo Dapao with his eyes glowing: "Tsk tsk, my Lingchi's punishment was only performed on corpses before, and this is the first time I have been executed on living people. You call him Luo Dapao, right? You have to hold it back, don't die in the middle!"

"Pooh!"

Luo Dapao spitted on his face.

Chen Qing did not have any anger, raised his hand and wiped his spit, showing a perverted smile: "Hehe, I like to taste the saliva and blood of the death row prisoner before his death, and it is full of despair and resentment."

The Holy Son of the Ancient Temple urged: "Chen Qing, hurry up, there are still several prisoners waiting!"

"clear!"

Chen Qing laughed and walked to Luo Dapao, and dozens of silver needles appeared between his fingers.

Silver needle acupoint.

He directly blocked all the main acupoints of Luo Dapao's body, then took out a small gourd, poured out half a cup of green liquid, and poured it into Luo Dapao's mouth: "This small half cup is a medicinal liquid refined from hundreds of precious life-sustaining medicines. Even if you only have your head and heart, it can maintain your life. Next, enjoy this feast!"

puff!

A sword light swept away.

A piece of meat as thin as a cicada's wing flew up and landed on the plate that had been prepared long ago. Luo Dapao was silly all over his body, letting out a muffled groan, and his red eyes stared at Chen Qing: "Is this Lingchi? Are you scratching me? Come on, you should continue!"

"I see when you can be stubborn!"

Chen Qing sneered and waved the short knife in his hand again.

Puff puff puff!

More than two hundred swords were cut in succession.

Luo Dapao's entire right arm was left with only a lush white bone, with no trace of blood and flesh on it. It was sliced ​​and put on a plate.

Huh!

Huh!

Luo Dapao gritted his steel teeth, his heavy breathing and his twisted facial features made people unable to see his appearance.

But his voice was still echoing over the martial arts field: "Dongfang Kuang, Beihai Qingtian... Are you the two strongest existences in the Beihai Empire the only way? In front of my boss, you are just garbage. If you have the affair, you should continue to do it and give me a happy time!"

"A bastard, I don't know what's wrong!" Dongfang looked at him furiously.

Beihai Qingtian's mouth raised, and there was no sign of anger, but his voice became a little cold: "Chen Qing, this speed is too slow and it is not very ornamental!"

"Don't worry, your Majesty, I will speed up now!"

Chen Qing quickly agreed, staring at Luo Dapao with a vicious look, "Baoman, I will make you hard, I will peel off all the flesh and blood on your limbs first, and then peel your mouth..."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The blade flew wildly, and the blood shone brightly.

Pieces of flesh flew, and the flesh and blood on Luo Dahuan's limbs flew up one after another.

Five hundred knives.

"Battleman, keep going!"

Six hundred knives.

"When my boss comes back, he will avenge me..."

One thousand knives...

After a full thousand swords, Luo Dapao's limbs were already bony, with no trace of blood left. The acupoints on his body were sealed, and blood could not flow out, only the vast amount of white bones were exposed to the air.

"Hahaha, it's just a piece of waste meat. You cut off all my flesh and blood. Even if the nine heavens are silent and the three lives of reincarnation, I'm still not afraid..."

"Dongfang Kuang, Beihai Qingtian... You two old maomao, when my boss comes back, you will die. Hahaha..."

Luo Dapao's mind was already blurred, but he was still roaring.

"You still dare to be stubborn? Then I will cut your mouth first!"

As the short knife in Chen Qing's hand flickered, he had already cut off Luo Dapao's lips and exposed two rows of teeth to the air.

roar!

Luo Dapao screamed, his mouth full of blood.

"And your tongue!"

Chen Qing hooked out Luo Dapao's tongue, uprooted it, and blood squirted on his face. He actually raised his head, stuffed the tongue into his mouth, chewed it for a while, and his face was full of excitement: "Delicious, this is the deliciousness of the world!"

In the prison car.

Luo Ziyi closed her eyes, tears flowed down her clenched fists, causing her body to tremble slightly: "Brother Chen, where are you? If you don't have the cannon, you will be unable to hold on..."

"cannon……"

Su Man was covered in tears, "Brother Tian, ​​will he really come?"

"Yes, sure!"

Xiao Yitian and Zheng pointed his head and looked at the bloody Luo Dapao. His eyes were red and his breathing was extremely heavy.

"Cannon...this group of beasts..." The cold-blooded spirit-eating spirits were red at this moment, "Boss, come quickly, if you don't come, you will really not be able to hold on..."

The spirit-eating eyes looked towards the void everywhere.

Suddenly...
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