Chapter 473 Hu Ping (4)
Lu Yi quietly withdrew 90% of the pressure from the Beiming Sword, leaving only 10% of the cold air pressing on Hu Ping's body.
The two elders, Bai He and Mo Yun, stood up at the same time and walked towards Hu Ping step by step with gloomy faces.
The old man Wutong looked at the white turtle with a livid face and stood up quietly.
After pondering for a while, Wutong Sou said softly: "Two elders, there is a 'Enthalpy Abyss Workshop' in Jiancheng, which is good at making various strange instruments... Among them, there are several sets of torture instruments customized by the Blood River Sect, which have not yet been delivered."
Wutongsou drooped his eyelids and glanced at Baiyuan carefully. "It is the Sword Fate Festival, and there are several elders from the Blood River Sect in the city. Perhaps we can ask them to use the torture instruments customized by the Blood River Sect to punish this daring boy."
Outside the pleasure boat, on the lake, a skinny old man was entangled in black wind chains, unable to move, and screamed.
He had already activated the Shadow Studio Secret Technique, and blood-colored flames gushed out of his seven orifices, burning his blood and essence, sacrificing his Taoism, just to break free from Lu Yi's confinement. But although Lu Yi's realm was not high, his true strength was much higher than that of this skinny old man.
No matter how the skinny old man struggled and roared, the black wind chains were still crisscrossed, tightening inwards little by little, until the big black umbrella above the skinny old man's head made a creaking sound, and several ribs of the umbrella broke with a crack.
The black smoke from the big black umbrella dispersed in a disorderly manner, and several studio killers who were sheltered under the big black umbrella shook and were instantly shattered to pieces.
Bai He and Mo Yun, as the protectors of Bai Yuan, felt extremely humiliated by Hu Ping's words just now.
Under their protection, how dare Hu Ping say that he wanted to kidnap the white turtle and do some shameful and despicable things?
In the vast Yuanlingtian, there are countless sects, countless dynasties, countless cultivator families, countless independent cultivators, even those giants of the demon path, demon kings and evil spirits, who would dare to have such an idea towards the young master of Jianmen?
Bai He gritted his teeth and sneered, "Xiao Wutong is right. The punishment of the Blood River Cult is said to be extremely cruel and brutal, and can be called cruel and inhumane... It is just right to use it to serve this kid."
Mo Yun said coldly: "Find out this kid's master and family, and then kill all nine clans."
The white turtle's expression looked a little better.
When Hu Ping saw Bai He and Mo Yun approaching him, his body trembled violently. He roared, "How dare you! I am Hu Ping, the fifth young master of the Hu family... My father is Hu Tianjun, and I am the fifth young master of the photo studio... If you dare to attack me, I will kill your entire family!"
Hu Ping shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill all the men in your sect and family. I will lead my brothers to have a good time with all the women in your sect and family!"
Hu Ping's eyes were vicious but also tender as he quickly swept over the three women in the cabin: Bai Yuan, Mi Xi and Qing You.
He grinned and sneered: "I won't let any of you women go, I will... hehe!"
With a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, Hu Ping said in a strange voice: "My father is Hu Tianjun, my father is the current owner of the photo studio... Do you dare to provoke the photo studio? You don't dare, right? You don't dare! I think you don't dare!"
"So, be good, all of you men, now, give up your cultivation, kneel on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy. You women, come up and help me bandage my wounds, and then serve me well!"
Hu Ping laughed strangely, and his greasy, slippery eyes slowly moved to Mi Xi's face: "This old lady, you seem to be the most charming. Well, in my words, you are slutty to the core! How about you be the first to serve me, the young master?"
Lu Yi suddenly.
Yin Yuan stared.
Bai Yuan, Mi Xi and Qing You were speechless for a long time.
Bai He, Mo Yun, Wutong Sou, and Luo Xiu who was standing aside, stared at Hu Ping blankly with extremely complicated expressions.
This guy... with such a character, is he really the son of the studio owner?
"I never thought the photo studio would expand like this!" Bai Yuan patted the armrest of the chair lightly, and with his other hand, he fed the fruit he had just peeled into Yin Yuan's mouth.
Bai Yuan stood up and took out a two-foot-long erotic folding fan from somewhere. He opened it with a snap and slapped it twice: "Very good, very good, very brave. This is the first time I've heard such words since I was a child."
"Photo studio?" Bai Yuan looked at Yin Yuan: "Brother Yin, what do you think about this matter..."
Yin Yuan coughed lightly: "At the moment, it seems that a boastful and immoral boy is doing whatever he wants, but the story behind this may not be that simple. If this matter is really instigated by the top management of the studio, then the matter is complicated. For example, if the studio wants to destroy the grand plan of conquering Jishengtian!"
Yin Yuan looked at Bai Yuan affectionately: "Xiao Bai, you told me that conquering Ji Sheng Tian is very important to you. And I once told you that Ying Lou, as the strongest assassin sect in Yuan Ling Tian, can act as a pioneer and a death squad in the conquest of Ji Sheng Tian!"
"But now it seems that the studio may have other ideas!"
Bai Yuan folded up his folding fan with a snap and tapped his chin lightly with it: "Well, what could be on your mind?"
Lu Yi coughed lightly and said, "Sister-in-law, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I have never hesitated to speculate on people's hearts in the most insidious, dirty, filthy and shameless way. Just think about it, you are so beautiful, and you are born in a noble family, with endless blessings... Especially, you hold a treasure in your hands!"
Lu Yi pointed at Hu Ping and said, "This fellow has shifty eyes and a muddy mind, just like a rotting and moldy toad in the gutter, while you are a golden phoenix soaring high in the sky... Tsk, maybe he wants to have both the man and the money!"
Mi Xi on the side screamed "Ah ...
Mi Xi secretly glanced at Bai Yuan, whose face had become extremely distorted, and lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Wasn't the match made in heaven between you and Master Yin ruined by him? By then, the matter was done, what else could you do except...?"
Lu Yi sighed: "He has ulterior motives!"
Yin Yuan stamped his feet fiercely: "Extremely sinister!"
The three elders, Baihe, Moyun and Wutongsou, looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "You are not a human being!"
Luo Xiu quickly added another blow: "The fifth young master of the studio, Hu Ping, I have heard of him too. He is simply the most scum in the world, a shameless and despicable scum, a despicable beast, truly... the words of the good people in the world cannot describe how utterly despicable he is!"
Luo Xiu's body shook, and a bright silver sword light flew out through his body, circling around him three times in a rapid circle: "Young Master, such a scum actually dared to covet Young Master... It's simply, simply, how can this be tolerated? My disciple is so presumptuous, please let me stab him with a sword first to vent Young Master's anger!"
The white turtle clapped his hands: "Good!"
Luo Xiu's sword flew out with a "puff" sound, and went straight to Hu Ping's indescribable place.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Hu Ping screamed like a ghost: "You are dead, dead... Do you know who I am? I am the son of Hu Tianjun... You actually, actually... cut me?"
"Dad, Dad, they cut my son into pieces. Your grandson is gone!"
Hu Ping screamed in agony. Yin Yuan gently waved his hand and said, "Xiao Bai, let's take him back. Just follow Elder Wutong's suggestion and use the Blood River Cult's instruments of torture to punish him. We must uncover all the shameful activities between him and the studio."
The white turtle nodded slightly.
Wutong Sou walked up to Hu Ping and poked him hard several times.
Strands of sword light pierced into Hu Ping's body, blocking his acupoints and meridians, his mind, his soul, his entire body's magic power, and even severing his spinal nerves, leaving him in a state of high paraplegia.
With a wave of his hand, several of Wutong Sou's trusted disciples quietly walked in from outside the cabin, took Hu Ping away without saying a word.
Lu Yi waved towards the outside.
Countless chains formed by black winds condensed inward and crushed heavily on the big black umbrella of the skinny old man.
The black umbrella exploded, and the skinny old man let out a shrill and unwilling scream before being torn into pieces by countless black winds. When the skinny old man died, he suddenly opened his mouth, and half of his tongue turned into a streak of blood and was about to fly away.
But Lu Yi held the Beiming sword and stabbed it lightly.
A wave of water burst out from the Sword Washing Pool, shattering the blood light into pieces. The skinny old man's idea of using secret techniques to send a message was thus thwarted.
A team of Jianmen disciples raised their swords and surrounded the blood-covered Hu Ping, flying rapidly towards Jiancheng.
On the Sword Washing Pond, a small sampan was sailing quickly towards Huiyan Forest. At the stern, an old man was rowing the oars, and at the bow, a thin man in green clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist and a jade flute on his belt, was looking at the direction of Huiyan Forest with his hands behind his back.
Hu Ping was flying high in the sky. He lowered his head to look down. On the bow of the ship, the man in green just happened to hear the sound of sword breaking through the air and subconsciously looked up.
The two men looked at each other from a distance. Hu Ping was overjoyed, but the man in blue's face suddenly twisted, as if he had worn new shoes on New Year's Day, opened the door happily, and stepped on dog shit. His face became extremely ugly.
"Dad, save me, Dad!"
"Help, Dad, help!"
"I'm Lao Wu, I'm Hu Ping, I'm your biological son! Dad, save me, save me!"
"These guys are unreasonable. I just wanted to find a girl to have some fun, but they caught me, beat me, and even cut me up! Dad, your son has been cut up, and you will have no descendants!"
"Save me, Dad! Save me quickly!"
"Help me, if you have any good pills that can regenerate limbs, give me a few quickly!"
"Woo woo, Dad, those girls are on the pleasure boat in front, kill all the men on it and get those girls and old girls to me."
"Dad, come and save me!"
