death row
Luo Wen's roaring sound was like a bell, resounding back and forth in the execution ground, and the ferocity like a beast from the wild erupted in his body. Suddenly, the sound of the steel knife falling to the ground and the human body falling together became one, and everyone from the superior officers to the soldiers were frightened like a cold wind.
The quails inside were trembling non-stop.
Luo Wensheng said with a sullen expression: "Can these people kill me?"
Fang Canghai remained motionless and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Kill!"
A secret agent jumped onto the execution platform from behind Fang Canghai, aimed at the back of Luo Wensheng's neck and raised his knife with his hand. The blade penetrated three inches into the flesh and then shook violently from side to side, shaking his neck bones into two pieces. Only Luo Wensheng's head was left.
The front layer of skin is connected to the neck and instantly hangs down to the chest.
After the secret guard withdrew the knife, Luo Wensheng's head strangely bounced back and was placed squarely on his neck. There was not even a trace of blood left where the long knife had struck him.
Fang Canghai frowned and shouted coldly: "Gouge out the heart!"
Another person's sword came out quickly and pierced Luo Wensheng's chest through the air. The sword rotated rapidly, and the three-foot-long green edge turned into a column filled with cold light, which penetrated from his chest to his back. When the secret catcher retracted his sword,
, a translucent blood hole the size of a bowl has been dug out on Luo Wensheng's chest.
Luo Wensheng said calmly: "If Mr. Fang only has this ability, I advise you not to exert any effort." As Luo Wensheng spoke, a walnut-sized squirming meat ball grew out of his open chest.
How long did it take for the flesh ball to grow into a thumping heart? The wound opened by the long sword gradually opened and closed in full view of everyone.
"Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!"
Fang Canghai gave an order, and hundreds of secret arresters bent their bows and set arrows at the same time. A rain of arrows as dense as locusts suddenly shot through the sky, lifting Luo Wensheng up and nailing him to the wall of the execution ground alive.
"Pa—" The wolf-fang arrow nailed to Luo Wensheng's head was slowly squeezed out by his squirming flesh, and fell to the ground with a snap. Then the second, the third... hundreds of long arrows
They all fell to the ground, and Luo Wensheng slid to the ground tightly against the wall intact, standing on the same spot, shaking his head and mockingly: "Is this all the secret office can do? I am extremely disappointed!"
Fang Canghai's brows furrowed unconsciously. You must know that the weapons he secretly captured were all engraved with runes. Not to mention fierce ghosts, even ordinary spirits could not block their sharp edges. But this Luo Wensheng, how could he not be hurt at all?
Woolen cloth?
One of the secret guards whispered: "Sir, why don't you tie him to a pillar and cause thunder and fire to burn him? I don't believe that thunder and lightning from the sky can't kill him."
"No!" Fang Canghai shook his head and said, "It's good that we can kill him by triggering the sky thunder. If we can't kill him, it will be like helping him survive the thunder disaster. It will be more difficult to deal with at that time, and maybe we will let him escape.
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"What about flooding?" Someone else made a suggestion.
"No way!" Fang Canghai said irritably: "A person who can survive human tribulations must go through the tribulations of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Do you know how many tribulations he has survived? In case it doesn't work out,
His skill will double and by then, even if the four general leaders join forces, they may not be able to suppress him. We can only use conventional methods to kill him."
"What can I do?"
While Fang Canghai was anxious, a secret agent hurriedly came closer and whispered: "Sir, I have your letter."
There was no name on the envelope, only a bloodshot eye with four sharp fingers on the upper and lower eyelids. It looked like a ghost was hiding in the envelope, tearing it open from the inside out.
The eyes are the same.
Fang Canghai held up the letter and said, "Who sent it?"
"I didn't see it clearly." The secret guard shook his head and said, "The man has been standing in the shadow of the door and only extended one hand to me. Tell me that if you want to kill Luo Wensheng, you must read this letter."
Fang Canghai hesitantly opened the letter and took a look at it. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "Go, prepare a long saw, black dog blood, cinnabar, quicklime... and have Luo Wensheng tied to a bench."
Luo Wensheng, who was tied to the bench, suddenly saw several secret agents coming over carrying wooden barrels soaked with black dog blood and saws, and shouted sternly: "Fang Canghai, do you really want to kill them all?"
Before Luo Wensheng could even finish his words, the muscles on his limbs had already arched up, which was a sign that he was about to use his strength to break the iron rope.
Fang Canghai calmly said: "You'd better not try to escape, maybe I can't stop you. However, if you escape today, the disaster will be more severe next time. You will die even more miserably, and you may not even be able to escape."
There is no chance. You might as well bet with me and see if you can survive this disaster."
Luo Wensheng asked: "What if I get through?"
"I'll let you go!" Fang Canghai could only gamble now.
"Okay! Just a word from a gentleman!"
"It's hard to chase a horse."
Fang Canghai stepped back a few feet and said: "Execution!"
The four secret guards pulled out two long saws dripping with blood from the barrel, pressed them on Luo Wensheng's neck and waist respectively, and pulled them back and forth. Although the saw blades cut into the human body, bones could be seen cracking and minced meat spattering, but there was no trace of blood.
It seemed as if what they were sawing was not a living person but a dried corpse. Needless to say, the soldiers even felt cold in their hearts, and unconsciously increased their strength. After three or five strokes, Luo Wensheng was sawed into three pieces.
cut.
The two secret guards flew up at the same time and kicked the three corpses far away. After the corpse fell to the ground, it suddenly bounced up a few feet, breaking the iron ropes tied to the body into several pieces. While supporting half of the corpse with both hands on the ground, the lower body also
Then they stood on the ground and rushed towards the head of the person together.
Fang Canghai said sternly: "Quick, use cinnabar to suppress it!"
Three figures rushed up at the same time, took out their cinnabar pens, and quickly drew an "evil-suppressing talisman" on Shan Jie's body. Where they put down the pen, the three talismans glowed red at the same time, like a corpse bouncing up from three boulders.
Shengsheng pressed back.
Luo Wensheng struggled with his head on the ground and roared: "Fang Canghai, are you cheating?"
Fang Canghai sneered and said: "The execution was not over until the chief executioner shouted 'Execution is over'. How can you say I am cheating?"
"You..." Luo Wensheng wanted to say more, but the secret guard who had been prepared suddenly drove the coffin nails soaked in black dog's blood into three vital parts of Luo Wensheng's head, chest, and lower abdomen. The four broken wounds on Luo Wensheng's body immediately drew blood.
Squirting wildly, blood traces meandered along the ground, converging in one direction.
Fang Canghai yelled at the top of his lungs: "Hurry! Press the blood with quicklime!"
The secret guard who was standing far away with a bag of lime rushed forward in a few steps and pressed the bags of lime powder layer by layer on the blood stream. After a while, a thick layer of lime accumulated on the ground.
Only when the blood seeping from under the lime was gone did he stop.
A few lines of black blood suddenly appeared from Luo Wensheng's mouth and nose: "Fang Canghai, you are so cruel, I will not let you go..."
Fang Canghai saw the blood on the other party's face fade away, and his bleeding eyes gradually closed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Send Luo Wensheng's head to Broken Sword Peak in Xianfu, his upper body to Wandu Cave in Lingya, and his lower body
...Send your lower body to the blood pool of Wu Yamen. Tell them that they must send out experts to suppress it!"
Fang Canghai repeatedly warned: "Be careful on the road. I suspect Luo Wensheng is not dead yet!"
When the piece of paper came to this point, the fat man took a deep breath and secretly regretted why he had accepted such a fatal job for himself because of his stupidity.
The fat man's eyes rolled in confusion as he said, "Aren't these too evil?"
Chapter completed!