At this time, Wu Baihan's voice suddenly turned cold to the extreme, saying: "Wu Baifeng, if you don't think about your family, don't you think about your biological daughter as well?"
"How dare you, you beast! She is your niece." Wu Baifeng said angrily.
"What dare I not do? Her father, I dare to lock you here for ten years. Wu Baifeng, my patience is limited. Now, I will give you another half month. If you don't hand over the Xuan-level Pulse Skill
, I will kill your daughter. To tell you the truth, your daughter has become a lunatic since you disappeared ten years ago. If you don’t want your miserable daughter to be harmed? Just kill Huang.
Hand over the Pulse Skill." Wu Bai said coldly.
"Haha... you beast! Thirty years ago, I discovered your adultery with your third aunt, so I shouldn't have been so merciful. I helped you hide the truth in front of your father. As a result, my second brother became your substitute.
I have been wronged for more than thirty years." Wu Baifeng laughed in anger and shouted loudly.
Wu Baihan became angry: "Shut up! I didn't want to embarrass you originally. But you made me extremely unhappy today. I don't think you should keep your other eye and enjoy being blind." As he said that, Wu Baihan stretched out his hand.
Two fingers directly cut out the pupil of Wu Baifeng's right eye.
Blood immediately splattered directly from Wu Baifeng's eye sockets, and he didn't even hum.
"Haha...Wu Baifeng, do you want to say it or not?!" Wu Baihan said with a sinister smile.
Wu Baifeng sighed and said angrily: "Wu Baihan, go ahead and dream! Even if I die, I won't tell you."
"Aren't you afraid that your daughter will be hurt too?" Wu Baihan snorted coldly and said.
"Haha... Wu Qingmei is also a descendant of the Wu family, but her elders didn't dare to let her live, so she was left alone! But you can't even think of using her as a bargaining chip to threaten me." Wu Baifeng laughed wildly.
Wu Baihan's anger was ignited again, a gloomy look flashed on his face, but he said with a smile: "As long as you tell me Huang Class First Grade Pulse Kung Fu 'Tian Yuan Gang Fist', I will not only let your daughter go, but I will also
You can pay a high price to a healer to heal your eyes and body injuries, making you stronger than before."
In the Zihuan Continent, doctors are an extremely rare and noble profession.
To become a doctor, you must pass a series of rigorous tests.
According to the level, doctors can be divided into four levels: medical apprentice, medical scholar, physician, and medical master. Each level is divided into four levels: lower, middle, upper, and large. Even the junior medical apprentice with the lowest profession must have the seventh level of pulse sense.
Only the cultivation level of a disciple on the upper level of the realm is sufficient.
As a healer, even the weakest person must have the strength of a pulse practitioner.
Just imagine, any Pulse Master is an extremely rare and powerful person in the Zihuan Continent, and a healer with Pulse Master strength has the same noble status as a Pulse Master.
"Please pay a high price for a doctor to treat me! Wu Baihan, do you think I will still believe you?" Wu Baifeng sighed again.
Wu Baihan's murderous intent reappeared and he said coldly: "You are really a hero. For ten years, you have refused to hand over the 'Tian Yuan Gang Fist' for a bullshit promise. Okay, then I want you to become a hero. Don't blame me for ignoring my brothers."
My love has cut off every piece of flesh on your body bit by bit."
As he said that, he turned his palm into a knife and really cut off the muscles on Wu Baifeng's left arm bit by bit.
Swish, swish, swish!
In the blink of an eye, Wu Baifeng's left hand was left with nothing but bones.
During this period, Wu Baifeng didn't even hum.
Liang Shaochong was very angry. He never thought that Wu Baihan would cruelly kill his brother for a yellow-level pulse skill, regardless of the love between flesh and bone.
This kind of act of gouging out eyes and noses and disfiguring a person's appearance simply exceeded Liang Shaochong's imagination...
Never would I have imagined that Wu Baihan would actually do something so outrageous to both humans and gods for the sake of a yellow-level pulse skill?
To be honest, this is because Liang Shaochong did not understand the importance and preciousness of Huang Level Pulse Skill.
Huang Level Pulse Skill is something that can create a dynasty and form an empire. If Wu Baihan succeeds in practicing it, not only can his lifespan be increased by about five hundred years, but he will also have enough time to create a Wu empire and become
The first emperor.
Therefore, for the temptation of a yellow-level pulse skill, not to mention brotherly love, there are many people who can even kill their children and bite their fathers.
Wu Baihan's tone was cold and full of murderous intent: "Are you going to say it or not?"
As he spoke, he chipped away at the muscles on Wu Baihan's body bit by bit.
"Haha... Wu Baihan, if you dare, kill me immediately. Come on, come and kill me!" Wu Baifeng laughed loudly, but still didn't even hum.
At this time, Wu Baifeng's nose, ears and eyes had been gouged out, and even the ten fingers of his hands and the ten toes of his feet had been chopped off. His face was covered with criss-crossing scars, either black or red.
It looked like ugly reptiles, with barely an inch of intact skin to be found all over the body.
"We can't continue like this. We have to find a way to save Wu Baifeng."
Liang Shaochong was afraid that Wu Baifeng would not last long and would die in Wu Baihan's hands.
At this time, Wu Baifeng's appearance was as ferocious and terrifying as that of a demon from hell.
It is estimated that normal people would faint with fright when they saw his appearance.
Wu Baihan's vicious and sinister methods shocked Liang Shaochong.
Even if they are strangers, no matter how deep the hatred between each other is, they can just take their lives, let alone their own relatives. Only people like this can turn their relatives into human beings and ghosts.
Only the most treacherous and evil people can be cruel.
Liang Shaochong had endless admiration and emotion for Wu Baifeng who would rather die than surrender.
For a promise, even if you have to goug out your eyes and cut off your nose, or suffer inhuman abuse for ten years, you will still keep it.
Liang Shaochong had never seen this kind of heroism and magnanimity in his life.
At this time, when Liang Shaochong saw that Wu Baifeng had to go through all kinds of hardships like having his bones cut out and his skin peeled off, he immediately became furious and couldn't bear it.
Even if he is exposed, he still wants to save Wu Baifeng's life.
Although Wu Baihan is a mid-level pulse disciple at the sixth level of pulse sense, and Liang Shaochong is still a low-level pulse disciple at the third level of pulse sense, far from being his opponent. However, Liang Shaochong can't care too much now, even if
It was Wu Baihan who discovered that he would be hunted endlessly in the future without hesitation.
call!
Liang Shaochong suddenly jumped up and hit Wu Baihan like a sharp arrow.
"Someone!"
Wu Baihan was startled, but after all, he was a mid-level pulse disciple with the sixth level of pulse sense. He was calm in the face of danger and immediately waved out his thunder fist. The powerful wind-breaking energy, carrying a muffled thunder-like sound, hit the collision
Come over to "The Rock".
Bang!
After the "rock" was hit, it immediately flew out of the cave like a meteor.
"Haha... the yellow-level pulse skill of 'Tian Yuan Gang Fist' is indeed a good thing. I want it." Liang Shaochong made a hoarse voice.
Wu Baihan was anxious and angry, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Why are you hiding in the dark?" He never thought that someone would use the "Iron Rock Golden Gang Strength" to hide in the dark, and he himself
But I never noticed it.
In the brief exchange just now, Wu Baihan knew that the opponent had practiced a top-level mortal pulse skill, but the opponent's level of cultivation was far lower than his own. He was probably a lower-level pulse disciple with a pulse sense of the third and fourth levels, and murderous intent emerged at that moment.