C733 What's the hurry of decocting?
C733 What's the hurry of decocting?
Liao Jiu, whose eyes were still glistening with tears, was also startled. Then, his face twitched as if he had heard something unbelievable, and his mouth opened wide.
"Kid, don't you understand what Master means?"
At this moment, his body was practically crawling on the ground. The fear and trepidation that came from her trembling body made anyone who heard it doubt the words Tang Feng had said before.
"My patience is limited."
Seeing that, Tang Feng snorted, and shook his head, following that, a strong pressure crushed down on Liao Jiu who was in front of him like a mountain.
This pressure did not affect his entire body, but landed on his right palm.
The powerful pressure instantly crushed the bones in his right palm.
Fresh blood continued to flow out from the cracks on his skin. In just a short period of time, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.
Seeing his own palm gradually transforming into a pool of blood under this kind of invisible pressure, Liao Jiu even forgot about the pain. He shook his head with all his might, and finally, an unprecedented fear gradually spread out from the bottom of his heart.
Forcefully lifting up his head was the most unusual thing about Tang Feng at this moment. He simply didn't have any expression on his face.
His eyes fell on the right palm, which had turned into a pool of blood, as if he was enjoying a scene.
Only when his eyes fell on Liao Jiu's left hand, he finally felt as if he was being stared at by a demon that had walked out of hell.
"You may not know my methods, or you may not know me."
With a low sigh, Tang Feng did not care about the fear in Liao Jiu's eyes at all. Instead, he used the same method as before to place that invisible pressure on his left palm.
However, the speed this time was much slower.
He could clearly feel the blood seeping out from the skin on his left palm. He could clearly hear the cracking sound of the bones in his left palm. He could clearly see that his left palm was constantly being crushed and deformed under this pressure.
All of this seemed to be Tang Feng's doing.
If he said that his speed was too fast, and if he wasn't prepared in the slightest and didn't even feel any pain, then this time, Tang Feng seemed to have intentionally made him feel this sort of endless torture.
AHH!
Even though he was beaten hard, the man couldn't bear the pain that came from his body, which was worse than death. It was as if ten thousand arrows had pierced his heart, causing him to wish that he would faint at this moment.
The ear-piercing howl sounded like an injured Wild Wolf, and it made people panic. Unfortunately, the formation had already been activated within the courtyard. Thus, no one could hear anything that was happening inside.
Tang Feng didn't seem to agree with Liao Jiu's roar at all.
"I'll tell you!"
Finally, when Tang Feng's gaze fell on Liao Jiu's leg, he finally could no longer hold back and shouted.
At this moment, Liao Jiu's entire face had become extremely pale. Blood was flowing everywhere, almost completely dyeing the entire area red.
He wasn't a martial artist to begin with, but it wasn't easy for him to survive until now.
But fortunately, he was not a martial artist, otherwise the outcome would have been even worse in Tang Feng's hands.
"Can you let me go after I say it?"
Without saying a word, he seemed to have expended a great deal of energy. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but one could still feel the desire to live deep within his fearful eyes.
The reason why they were called Death Soldiers was because these people did not have the choice to live or die.
If most people encountered such a situation, their instinct for survival would make them abandon all their principles.
Therefore, most of the so-called death soldiers were only pseudo-death soldiers.
Of course, this did not exclude the possibility that there really was such a person. However, Tang Feng understood even more clearly that sometimes, being alive makes one feel even more sad than death.
"I've already said that you don't have the qualifications to ask for a price from me."
With his palm facing Liao Jiu's chest, he swiped it, causing the air to become distorted due to the immense pressure, and then he saw Liao Jiu's chest directly collapsing, and from the fact that his ribs were broken, he felt that his internal organs had been displaced.
Sticky blood uncontrollably seeped out, the mixed pieces of internal organs allowed people to know that Tang Feng's previous slap was not light.
After all, even a Peak Mystic Stage expert would be killed by a single palm from Tang Feng, let alone an ordinary person.
At this time, Liao Jiu no longer dared to have any delusions.
He was a smart person and naturally understood that the reason Tang Feng had done this was only to cut off his own thoughts. This time, he would definitely die.
However, thinking about it, this person was not simple. He had even attracted the attention of that person. Moreover, from the way he had acted previously, he must have been quite powerful.
In front of this kind of people, even if they wanted to die, it was their own business.
The current Liao Jiu was simply unable to say anything, but his slightly conscious mind knew that Tang Feng did not have the patience to wait any longer.
His methods from before were so ruthless. If he was angered, perhaps dying would be a luxury for him.
With all his might, he smashed his head against the ground continuously, while his eyeballs were rolling, as though he was trying to tell Tang Feng something.
"Is it true that Liao Jiu is down there?"
With a slight frown, Tang Feng asked.
who was in front of him nodded his head and no longer spoke, a gentle force wrapped around the fake Liao Jiu in front of him. Under this force, Liao Jiu felt like his entire body was bound, other than breathing, he couldn't even blink.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Without any hesitation, he stepped heavily on the ground below him. Under the powerful force, even Tang Feng could feel the ground around him trembling, while the people outside stopped their stomps one after another. It was obvious that this kind of undulation had a huge impact on everyone.
It was a pity that under this corner, although the ground had cracked a little, it was completely different from what Tang Feng had imagined.
As expected, it was not simple.
It seems that this place is an underground cage made from extremely strong materials.
Unable to care about anything else, he used more and more strength with each kick. In the end, Tang Feng had even used his own Spiritual Energy.
Even so, Tang Feng still fiercely kicked the surface of the ground several tens of times in order to spread the news.
It was no different from what he had guessed.
A dungeon now completely appeared in front of Tang Feng.
The dungeon was around a hundred feet deep, so it was difficult to see the situation inside with the naked eye. It was around twenty meters wide, and the surroundings were made of meteorites. If one was trapped inside, unless one had profound strength, it was impossible to come out.
This place was merely an unremarkable little town in the Western Regions. He had not expected that someone would pay such a large price to build a dungeon here.
It had to be said that ordinary powers didn't have that kind of strength or ability.
"Prophet Clan, looks like it's a lot more powerful than I imagined."
Muttering to himself, Tang Feng flipped his palm and a small cluster of flames also ignited, illuminating the entire cage.
As expected, Tang Feng found a middle-aged man in tattered clothes below.
This person must be the real Liao Jiu.
Reaching out with his palm, a wave of Soft Power brought out the man who had already fainted long ago. Under the circling flames, his clothes were directly dried.
However, at this moment, the middle-aged man was extremely weak. Even his life force was extremely weak. It was evident that he had been imprisoned here for a period of time.
The energy within his body slowly flowed into the middle-aged man, expelling the cold energy from his body.
Only after sensing that the middle-aged man had gradually recovered his consciousness did Tang Feng finally heave a small sigh of relief.
However, when his gaze landed on the middle-aged man's face, Tang Feng's expression revealed a rare trace of a fluctuation, because the middle-aged man looked to be almost the same as the fake Liao Jiu.
If it wasn't for the fake Liao Jiu's body being in such a terrible condition, it would have been difficult for Tang Feng to differentiate between the two of them.
"Twin brothers?"
This was the only explanation that Tang Feng could think of.
Because the fake Liao Jiu in front of him was definitely not a fake mask, otherwise, Tang Feng would have seen through him right from the beginning.
Hm ~
Sure enough, under Tang Feng's guesses, the fake Liao Jiu also nodded his head, but his eyes had an additional trace of emotion.
Obviously, he did not expect that Tang Feng would see through him from the beginning.
Even now, he still could not figure out which part of the problem caused Tang Feng to suspect his identity. Moreover, this suspicion was unquestionable. If not, Tang Feng would not have attacked so straightforwardly and ruthlessly.
But unfortunately, the current him didn't have the chance to speak.
His life was hanging by a thread.
If it wasn't because Tang Feng didn't want him to die now, how could he still have his life left here?
But at this moment, he wished even more for Tang Feng to give him a quick death. It was because his own brother was about to wake up.
When they thought of this scene, not only did it make them sigh, it was even more unbelievable.
"Why is there a need to rush if we're all from the same root?"