Chapter 5711: Endless

Chen Liuhe wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, clutching his painful chest and climbed up: "Do you want me to beg for mercy in front of you? Let alone ten years, even in your life, the next life, the next life is impossible!"
"Don't worry, the most feared person in my life is a tough person like you. I will definitely let you kneel in front of me and beg me to kill you." The old demon said: "That day, it won't be too far away. ."
When the old demon Xiefeng was talking, he flipped over, and a majestic wave rushed out, directly flying out the four Di Xiaotian who were fighting the middle-aged man.
All four of them were seriously injured, their faces were painful, and their mouths sprayed with blood.
"The skills are not as good as people have nothing to say, kill me." Xing Tian said grimly.
"Want to die? It's not that simple, my master will let you know, and anger him, even asking for death is a kind of extravagant hope." The middle-aged man said grinningly.
"Mad, crazy! I'm your uncle!!!" Di Xiaotian roared in anger, his heart filled with fear and despair.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, be angry, roar, the more excited your emotions are, the more I feel, I haven't had such a strong hunting interest in a long time." The old demon said, facing the slave repair. With Chen Liuhe, the lambs to be slaughtered, he had no intention of killing them.
Obviously, he has not played enough in this game. Just like what he said, he wants to kill the willpower of these people. He wants to make these people feel that being alive is a kind of torment and torture. People knelt before him and begged to die!
Only in that way can he feel the joy of becoming obsolete and the meaning of this game.
His self-confidence and arrogance convinced him that no matter what circumstances and variables arise, everything will be under his control.
Nu Xiu, Chen Liuhe and others are absolutely impossible to escape from his palm. This is a group of mortal people. It's just that when and how to die, it's all between his thoughts.
Therefore, he is not in a hurry.
This feeling of being able to trample and trample under the soles of the peerless strong man who used to tower into the clouds in his eyes makes him very fulfilled. How can he make this feeling disappear so quickly? How could he make the slave repair die so simply?
And Chen Liuhe. He hated seeing this young man’s stubborn and unyielding look. He wanted to make this young man’s eyes full of fear of himself when he died. He wanted to trample on the tough bones of this young man. The fragments are shattered like powder.
"If you don't kill us, you will definitely regret it." Chen Liuhe said hoarsely.
"Are you wanting to die so soon? Are you irritating me? Hey...The more you do this, the less I will kill you." The old demon Xie Feng looked at Chen Liuhe grimly.
"Don't let me find a chance, otherwise, I will let you die extremely tragically." Chen Liuhe was fearless and roared.
The old demon Xuanfeng flashed, and a black shadow flashed across, almost in the blink of an eye, the old demon Xuanfeng appeared in front of Chen Liuhe.
Chen Liuhe's reaction was also extremely fast, and he blasted past with a punch.
Acknowledge? There are no such two words in Chen Liuhe's dictionary at all, and he will resist whenever he arrives!
However, before Chen Liuhe's fist fell on the head of the old demon Xuanfeng.
A blood arrow exploded from his arm, and his arm was pierced by a small strong wave, blood flowed across.
Chen Liuhe let out a painful snort in his mouth.
In the next second, he only felt a heavy blow to his head.
"Pop!" With a crisp sound, Chen Liuhe's face was fierce, he was slapped in the face by the old monster Xuanfeng, and he fell to the ground.
Before Chen Liuhe got up angrily to fight back, the old demon Xuanfeng stepped heavily on Chen Liuhe's face, and directly stomped Chen Liuhe, who was about to get up, on the ground.
Chen Liuhe's entire head was stuck on the mud ground, and his skin rubbed against the sand and rocks on the ground, and the skin had been torn, blood seeping out.
"Just you, do you still want to splash some waves in front of me? Look at your current appearance, how miserable, I stepped under the soles of my feet, and I didn't even have the power to resist. What do you say to me? Shouting?" The old demon Xuan Feng grinned and stared at Chen Liuhe.
Chen Liuhe roared in his mouth, he was struggling violently, but he couldn't break free, he could only be trampled under such dignity.
"Do you still want to pick up your dignity? Do you have dignity in front of me? Bones are just useless, and your mouth is useless. I can take your life away at any time." The old monster's voice said. It is cold and chilling.
Chen Liuhe's face was distorted, the blue veins on his forehead swelled, and his pupils were constantly trembling. His anger soared to the sky. He couldn't wait to tear this cruel and cold-blooded old monster to pieces.
"Old Demon Fishy Wind, you let go of him!" Nu Xiu snapped angrily.
The old monster Xuanfeng raised his head, his gaze condensed, and looked back at Nu Xiu and said, "Old thing, I can see that you seem to care about this young man and value him very much. What is his relationship with you? Your heir People? Or your disciples and grandchildren?"
"This has nothing to do with you, old demon Xuanfeng, if you just want our lives, you can do it directly, there is no need to be so humiliated, right? You are not honorable for doing this! Above this black prison, you can count The number one person above, why bother to lose?" Nu Xiu said furiously, seeing Chen Liuhe's miserable appearance, and he was very uncomfortable.
You know, Chen Liuhe is a man with a strong backbone. When facing the Taishang family, he never bowed his head and bends over. To Chen Liuhe, dignity is extremely important. Now being trampled on by the old monster of Xuanfeng, it can be seen that Chen Liuhe What a huge blow to the soul.
They saw this scene in their eyes, it was really unpleasant, one by one they wanted to kill people angrily, but they were too weak, they weren't the opponents of the old monster, they were powerless.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
"Kill you? Of course you are all going to die in my hands, but do you think that death is that simple? You are too naive, and finally came across such interesting playthings of you, why don't I have fun with you? How about playing?"
The old demon fishy wind grinned, his corpse-like face distorted: "I like to see my prey struggling in despair. I like to see your entire worldview slowly collapse. I like to see You are exhausted by my torment, I like to see you immersed in endless fear, fear because of me!"