Chapter 50 With only eight fingers left, Zhao and Fu collapsed
Hearing Qin Changyun’s words.
Flanders and Zhao Wuji were even more frightened.
Not only the fingers must be cut off, but also the descendants must be cut off.
Thinking of that scene, the lower bodies of Flanders and Zhao Wuji felt cold and they trembled violently.
The expressions on Flanders and Zhao Wuji's faces are extremely extreme, as if they had eaten shit.
For a while, the two of them did not dare to say another word.
Qin Changyun held the God-killing Sword in his hand and smiled slightly, "It will be fine soon. It will hurt a little at first, but don't bear it, because it will hurt even more next time!"
Qin Changyun The words contain the ultimate lethality, which is a kind of torture for Flanders and Zhao Wuji.
Subsequently, Qin Changyun was no longer in Moji.
Buzz!
Just listen, the God-killing Sword hums, and a cold light flashes past.
Poof!
Flanders’ little finger on his left hand fell directly to the ground.
“Ah!”
“It’s broken.”
“My finger is broken!”
Flanders issued Screaming wailing sounds.
The little finger of his left hand was very painful, a burning pain, and a kind of phantom limb pain.
Drip, drop, drop, blood dripped onto the ground like it was life-threatening.
But Flanders still maintained his original posture, not daring to move rashly at all, just because there were countless god-killing swords condensed with soul power around his body holding him.
Even in pain, I dare not move.
This Flanders can be said to be extremely humble.
"If it hurts, just scream out, no need to bear it!"
Qin Changyun's devilish voice came again.
Then, the God-killing Sword buzzed and attacked again.
Poof!
Blood spattered, and the little finger of Flanders' right hand fell to the ground.
“Ah!”
“It hurts so much!”
"I'm broken!"
Flanders screamed, his face twisted.
Now Flanders, the two little fingers of both hands have been chopped off, and he is constantly wailing and screaming.
From today on, Flanders will only have eight fingers left.
Besides, Zhao Wuji could not help but tremble as he listened to the screams.
He was very scared.
“It’s your turn!”
Qin Changyun showed a gentle smile as a warm reminder.
Zhao Wuji's body was shaking and he was so scared that he almost peed.
“No, don’t come over here!” Zhao Wuji shouted, like a little kid afraid of an injection in his butt.
Buzz!
The God-killing Sword buzzed, and Qin Changyun slashed with precision with the God-killing Sword in his hand.
Poof!
Blood splattered.
Zhao Wuji’s left little finger was cut off directly.
“Ouch, it hurts so much!”
“It’s broken, my left hand is broken!”
Zao Wuji screamed, wanting to Cried out.
Qin Changyun still smiled slightly: "Very good, Zhao Wuji, you are very cooperative, I am very satisfied. There is only one last finger left, come on, soon!"
" Don't move, otherwise it will be cut crookedly."
After hearing this, Zhao Wuji closed his eyes, his face twisted, waiting for the torture to come.
Qin Changyun was a little amused when he saw his scared look.
However, he is still extremely ruthless.
The cold light flashed, followed by a 'pop' sound, and a blood splash splattered.
The little finger of Zhao Wuji's right hand was cut off instantly and fell to the ground.
"Ah, oh, oh, oh, it hurts so much!"
"Ouch!"
Zhao Wuji shed two tears, it was so painful.
At this moment, the little fingers of both Zhao Wuji and Flender’s hands have been chopped off. From now on, both of them will only have eight fingers, and they can only count to 'eight'.
Flanders glanced at the fallen fingers on the ground, feeling tormented in his heart.
He had a trace of fantasy, "As long as this finger is picked up, it can be reattached! As long as it takes a period of time and good care, it can be cured and the finger can be restored to its original state!"
Flanders thought to himself, planning to pick up his fingers later.
Zhao Wuji on the side, who is worthy of being Flanders's brother, thought about it together at this moment, "If you pick it up with your fingers, you should still be able to use it, just like Mubai!"
Zhao Wuji made up his mind.
It’s a bit embarrassing to pick up your fingers though.
But, he didn’t want to lose his finger!
The surrounding passers-by looked at this scene with surprised expressions.
Everyone was talking in low voices, saying not to provoke the two big shots, Qin Changyun and Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue smiled slightly and said to herself: "Dad Changyun, this is so interesting!"
Qian Renxue broke off one of Dai Mubai's fingers.
But Dai Mubai's two teachers came to try to regain the situation, but they were taught by Qin Changyun, and each had two fingers cut off.
The two of them have the same way of doing things, which makes Qian Renxue feel that there is no pressure at all when they get along, and they are very compatible.
At this time.
Qin Changyun looked at Flanders and Zhao Wuji's fingers on the ground, and said coldly: "I know what you are thinking in your hearts."
"Don't think about it, everything will be reduced to nothing. Bubble!"
Qin Changyun's voice was so cold, like a judge passing sentence.
Flanders and Zhao Wuji trembled, feeling as if their buttocks were naked and being seen through. It was a very uncomfortable feeling.
"No! No!" Flanders shook his head, wanting to deny it.
“It’s not what you think!” Zhao Wuji also hurriedly defended.
However, Qin Changyun didn't listen at all. He held the God-killing Sword in his hand and swung it out quickly.
Buzz! !
The God-killing Sword made a buzzing sound.
Then a cold light flashed, piercing the eyes.
The four fingers on the ground were instantly chopped into several slices by the God-killing Sword.
“Ah, you, you!!”
Flanders let out a heart-rending cry, his face turned extremely ugly.
His fingers now turned into pieces of minced meat.
This means that Flanders cannot reattach the finger.
He was desperate.
I feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry!
Zhao Wuji on the side also had a face full of pain, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Both Flanders and Zhao Wuji have collapsed in their hearts.
At the same time, they were very angry in their hearts.
If the thoughts in your heart could kill someone.
Then, Qin Changyun and Qian Renxue will definitely be tortured to death with the most severe punishment, and then cut into pieces with a thousand cuts.
Unfortunately, thoughts cannot kill.
Flanders and Zhao Wuji can only speculate there.
"Flanders, Zhao Wuji, I know you are not convinced."
"I will give you a chance, you can take action to defend your dignity!"
Qin Changyun said calmly.
But Flanders and Zhao Wuji dare not be so presumptuous.
“Don’t dare, we are convinced!”
“Yes, yes, we are convinced!”
“Can we leave!”
F Rand and Zhao Wuji just want to leave here.
"Go away." Qin Changyun snorted coldly, put away the eighth soul skill, and then put away the spirit of the God-killing Sword.
When the God-killing Sword and Sword Domain disappeared, the tense heartstrings of Flanders and Zhao Wuji relaxed a little.
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