Evil Master and Disciple

The dozens of masked women who suddenly appeared had no intention of killing the Yunhai Sect disciples in front of them.

When the disciples of Yunhai Sect began to break out in one direction, they easily tore open a hole in the opponent's sword formation.

The masked woman immediately ran away from the pursuit.

In the blink of an eye, the Giant Tree Valley was empty.

Only the bonfire was still burning alone.

As the two gangs quickly moved away, suddenly, more than ten figures appeared in the darkness in the north.

They did not fly on swords, but took advantage of the cover of the primeval forest and quickly reached the foot of the giant tree.

These more than ten people are all cultivators with good cultivation. Even though they don’t have swords, they are still agile. They take a deep breath and leap up more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Soon, they arrived at the giant tree barrier discovered by Ye Feng and others.

One of the men quickly pinched his hand seals and tapped the air a few times, and a Tai Chi Bagua diagram slowly appeared in front of him.

He kept rotating the positions on the Bagua diagram.

Soon the sealing barrier was opened, revealing a dark tree hole.

More than ten people quickly entered the tree hole. The next moment, the hole disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

This scene was not unseen by anyone.

There were many masters lurking around the giant tree. When Tu Qianchi and others were attacked, these lurkers did not show up to rescue them.

Everything seemed to be as expected. The group of attackers was just a cover to lure away Tu Qianchi and others who were resting in the valley, and to create conditions for the later group to enter the tree hole barrier, so that the tree hole barrier would not be discovered.

These guys are still thinking too simply.

As early as yesterday evening, the secret of the giant tree was revealed.

Tu Qianchi and others in the valley were just smokescreens to confuse this group of people, making them think that Fu Jinghong had not yet found the barrier on the tree hole.

The reason why these people are so confident is because the connection of this land vein is quite special. It was originally in the valley and was a small cave entrance.

As a result, a cypress tree actually grew at the connection point.

This cypress has been alive for at least a thousand years, and the inside of the tree is hollow, which is just what these people are using.

After a series of special modifications, the ground vein connection point that was originally on the ground was forcibly moved to the middle of a large tree dozens of feet above the ground.

Even if the Jade Emperor came, I'm afraid he would not doubt this big tree.

Ye Feng and the others didn't know that more than ten people had quietly entered this underground world from the hole in the giant tree.

These people are still gathered in the Corpse Cave.

The young man who was knocked unconscious by Chu Tianxiong's punch slowly woke up.

The first thing he saw was that he was tied up. He tried to break free, but found that all the meridians in his body were blocked.

Then he saw the people standing in front of him.

When he saw the faces of these people clearly, the young man's face turned pale instantly, his eyes were filled with fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Clearly, he knew some people.

Or rather, he knew some of them.

Just as Jin He was about to ask, Ye Feng said, "I'm a famous torture expert. Let me ask him."

Ye Feng squatted down and said, "Do you know me?"

The young man hesitated, then nodded.

"It's easy once you know me. I'll ask you one question and you answer it. Don't try any tricks on me. Let me ask you, how many monks are stationed here?"

The young man did not answer, but closed his eyes.

Ye Feng snorted, "You want to play the hard-bone game with me? Let me see how hard your bones are!"

Ye Feng took out a rusty dagger from the black silk bracelet. He got it from Sanzhier's treasure house. Although the dagger looked ugly, its grade was not low.

Ye Feng stabbed the young man's ankle without hesitation. With a strong push, the hamstring was immediately severed and blood spurted out.

The young man felt pain and couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, Jinhe had already set up a soundproof barrier in the passage in advance, so even if the man screamed at the top of his lungs, people outside would not be able to hear him.

No one stopped Ye Feng from abusing lynching.

When they saw the piles of naked girls' bodies below, these young heroes and heroines, who were full of a sense of justice, wanted to grind these people into ashes.

"The bones are indeed very hard..."

Ye Feng raised his knife and slashed, cutting the tendon of the man's other leg.

The man howled again.

Ye Feng said, "You are doomed, and neither are your accomplices. You know this better than anyone else. Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death."

The young man stared at Ye Feng with bloodshot eyes and refused to speak.

Ye Feng knew that this guy was a tough nut to crack.

These superficial pains basically work for him.

So Ye Feng took out a needle bag from the black silk bracelet.

"When you can't hold on any longer and want to die quickly, just make a sound."

Then Ye Feng signaled to Hong Jiu to untie the rope on the boy.

When Hong Jiu saw the needle bag in Ye Feng's hand, his heart sank.

But he said nothing, and together with Chu Tianxiong, he untied the ropes on the man.

The man was shirtless and only wore a pair of trousers.

It’s definitely not because it’s hot that I’m wearing so little.

Ye Feng pulled out a needle from the needle bag. It was just an ordinary embroidery needle, but in the eyes of everyone, this small embroidery needle seemed to have become the most terrifying thing in the world.

Under the man's horrified eyes, Ye Feng stabbed the needle in his hand into his Baihui acupoint.

The man wanted to struggle, but was held down by Hong Jiu and Chu Tianxiong.

After the silver needle pierced the Baihui acupoint, the man immediately let out a muffled groan of pain.

Ye Feng calmly took out a few more silver needles and inserted them into the man's Shangyang, Zanzhu, Fengchi, Houxi and other acupuncture points.

The man could no longer bear it and let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

When Ye Feng came to this world, the first skill he learned was to identify acupoints and meridians.

He knew which acupuncture points could cause great pain to people.

Seeing that the man still didn't speak, Ye Feng turned around and said, "I have no needles left. Do you have any needles on you?"

Behind him was a group of women. Although they were not fond of needlework, they had all the things women needed for needlework.

Slender, white jade hands stretched out in front of Ye Feng, and each person held a needle bag in his hand.

Among them, Nangong Yan also took out more than a dozen huge silver needles that were nearly one foot long.

Nangong Yan said: "Is it enough? If not, I still have more!"

Ye Feng laughed and said, "That's enough! Now we can have some fun!"

"I...I said!"

Seeing seven or eight needle bags handed to Ye Feng, the young man was so scared that he almost fainted.

He felt as if his body was being devoured by thousands of ants.

However, he was firmly restrained by Hong Jiu and Chu Tianxiong, making him unable to live or die.

Ye Feng said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You wouldn't have to suffer so much. Now that several of my sisters have taken out their needle bags, it would be very difficult for me to tell them now."

"Ye...Ye Feng...I'm telling you, please...give my brother a good time, stop torturing me! I'll tell you everything!"

He could endure the pain of having his tendons in his hands and feet cut.

However, the pain caused by this kind of silver needle acupuncture is worse than death.

Moreover, when he saw a group of young elite disciples of the Yunhai Sect appear here, he knew that this place had been exposed.

They thought that the leader had sent people to encircle and suppress them.

It made him feel despair.

After enduring the physical and psychological torture, he finally chose to surrender.

The leader already knows what happened here, so there is no chance for them to survive.

Since everyone is going to die, what's the point of persisting?

It’s better to confess and let these people give you a quick death.

Ye Feng looked at everyone and said, "What do you mean?"

Nangong Yan said: "Although it's a pity that I didn't pierce all of his painful acupoints with silver needles, but since he has spoken, let it go."