Gu Yan, the saint of gu''e mountain, retreated in fear and looked at Gu Yan. The cold smile on Shi Feng''s face was even worse.


    Shi Feng naturally won''t sympathize with the bitch because she looks pathetic at this moment and let her go.


    But I had promised her that she would be tortured by life rather than death.


    He is Shi Feng, but he always does what he says and does what he says!


    Gu Yan was retreating. Shi Feng flashed and chased after her.


    Soon, the bloody figure carrying the coffin appeared in front of the saint Gu Yan.


    "You! Don''t come near me again!" Gu Yan said to him when he saw the stone maple in front of him.


    At the moment, there was a pleading tone in her voice.


    Her holy daughter Gu Yan, unexpectedly also can send out this kind of tone.


    Hearing Gu Yan''s words, Shi Feng was indifferent at all. His left hand condensed into a sword finger, and a finger stabbed Gu Yan''s Dantian.


    The bitch once said that if she wanted to abolish her Dantian, her Dantian would not be necessary. Let her become waste first.


    Shi Feng''s finger power is fast and rapid. Now Gu Yan has been seriously injured and can''t resist Shi Feng''s attack. It''s impossible to avoid it!


    In an instant, Shi Feng''s finger reached Gu Yan''s abdomen and shook slightly!


    "Boo!"


    A sound like a fish bubble being trampled suddenly sounded.


    Gu Yan''s Dantian has been shattered by Shi Feng''s finger.


    The unparalleled power of demigod constantly leaked out of Gu Yan.


    "Ah! No!" Gu Yan, who had been quiet, followed by a big change in her black and swollen face, and then issued bursts of miserable and incomparable roars.


    Dantian smash! She Gu Yan will be completely reduced to a waste! This feeling is worse than death for her who was a saint of a generation.


    "Gu Yan, her Dantian is smashed!"


    "Gu Yan! It will no longer be the saint Gu Yan of our gu''e mountain!"


    Listening to the void, the shrill scream from Gu Yan, one by one gu''e mountain people said.


    At this moment, they who once called Gu Yan a saint have begun to call her by name.


    Now in their hearts, Gu Yan crushed by Dantian will be nothing!


    The world of the law of the jungle is such a reality.


    "Ah! Kill me! You kill me! You kill me!" Gu Yan, whose spirit was already close to the edge of collapse, completely collapsed at this moment, her hands and feet began to dance disorderly, and her head was shaking desperately.


    Immediately after that, she had lost her power to break the air, and her body suddenly fell towards the earth below.


    When Gu Yan just fell down, Shi Feng''s left hand had already probed down, grabbed her messy hair and pulled her falling body.


    "Ah ah ah ah!"


    Originally, Gu Yan thought that as long as she fell, her life would be over. For her now, it was a relief!


    But unexpectedly, the man grabbed his hair! Not only didn''t let himself die, it''s not easy! It is also a great humiliation to yourself.


    Especially in front of so many people.


    Gu Yan went crazy again and struggled violently.


    "Hum, bitch! Do you want to die? How could benshao allow you to die so happily! If benshao fell into your hands that day in the ice and snow mountains, he would never die so happily! How do you want to treat benshao, benshao will repay you thousands of times!"


    Looking at Gu Yan struggling violently in his hand, Shi Feng said coldly.


    With a bang, Shi Feng grabbed Gu Yan''s long hair in her left hand, and suddenly burst out a fierce blood flame, which was rolling and emitting a very cold breath.


    Gu Yan''s body was burned by the bloody flame and turned into a bloody fire man.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" followed by another scream of incomparable bitterness and pain, echoing in the world.


    When the blood flame burns, Shi Feng will not directly burn the bitch. First, let her try the pain of the flame burning.


    However, this bloody flame burning is only the beginning, and there is more painful torture behind, waiting for the bitch.


    "Hiss!"


    "Hiss!"


    "Hiss!"


    "Hiss!"


    "Hiss!"


    Hearing the shrill and painful screams, between heaven and earth, there was a sound of deep down breathing.


    Just listen to this shrill and painful scream without trying. They all know how painful the saint of Guye mountain is suffering at the moment.


    It is one of the most painful ways of death in the world to be burned by fire.


    The saint not only suffered from the burning flames, but also could not die in the pain, which has reached the people''s saying: life is better than death!


    "Hum! What is this pain for the devil''s means? How can these people know that real life is better than death!"


    There was a void in the distance. The son of fire wanted to hear bursts of cold breath, and some whispers. He disdained to mutter by means of white stone maple.


    "Ah! Kill me! Kill me! Let me die, little bitch! I want to turn into a fierce ghost and come back to settle accounts with you! I Gu Yan will remember the shame I suffered today! It will turn into boundless resentment in my heart and turn me into a fierce ghost! Ah!"


    Among the blood fireworks people, Gu Yan''s shrill and painful roar sounded again.


    "Hum! Turn into a fierce ghost?" when he heard Gu Yan''s words, Shi Feng snorted again and said, "bitch, since you want to turn into a fierce ghost so much, then Ben Shao will fulfill you! Give Ben Shao and die!"


    "Ah!"


    Just as Shi Feng''s voice fell, a howl that was more tragic than before sounded from heaven to earth.


    Gu Yan, the saint of gu''e mountain, fell at this moment!


    However, although the saint died, the bloody flame that burned the saint to death did not dissipate. Immediately after, an extremely cold and ferocious breath suddenly emanated from the bloody flame and rushed straight to the sky!


    The world, which had been cold all day, suddenly became more cold.


    A cold wind was howling.


    "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" one after another, a shrill howl, as if a woman were crying, echoed faintly between heaven and earth.


    As if ethereal, but also as if extremely real, erratic, elusive.


    "This shrill scream! This fierce spirit rising into the sky! Fierce... Fierce ghost! The saint is dead, and she really turns into a fierce ghost!"


    "Fierce ghost! So these things really exist! I once heard the old man say that if people have too much resentment before death, they will turn into fierce ghosts and return to the world for revenge!"


    "The saint suffered such painful torture before she died. She died so miserable, and her resentment must be very heavy!"