Feng Feiran looked excited, thinking that he would soon learn the Nine Needles of Heavenly Movement, and felt excited in his heart.

"So, you are threatening me?" Chen Feiyu asked with a raised eyebrow, his eyes cold.

"That's right. I, the ghost doctor, always do whatever it takes to achieve my goals. Don't force me to do things like burning harps and boiling cranes." Feng Feiran's sinister laughter took out a sharp dagger and held it close to Su Yingxue's delicate face.

Less than 1 cm.

Even the skin on Su Yingxue's face could feel the chill coming from the dagger.

Su Yingxue's face turned pale. She was not afraid of death, but as a woman, especially a beautiful woman, what she feared most was disfigurement. This was more painful than killing her, and life was worse than death.

Chen Feiyu's expression was cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes gleamed, and he said: "I, Chen Feiyu, like strong drinks and beautiful women, but I don't like to be threatened."

Chen Feiyu knew very well that once he handed over the "Nine Needles of Heavenly Movement", Su Yingxue would have no use value, and he was afraid that the end would not be much better than now.

"I'm afraid I can't help you." Feng Feiran sneered.

Next to him, Li Chongshan planned to quietly retreat and call his 108 men with guns and live ammunition to deal with Chen Feiyu.

Just as he moved his steps, he suddenly saw Chen Feiyu looking at him with a terrifyingly cold look in his eyes. In an instant, Li Chongshan couldn't help but think of Sun Shaogang's tragic death. A chill shot from the back of his spine to the top of his head, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Feng Feiran frowned, but she didn't expect that Chen Feiyu wouldn't take the hard way and said: "Uncle Qiu, let Chen Feiyu be dealt with by you. Remember, just give him a breath. Whether the remaining hands or feet are broken depends on Uncle Qiu's mood.

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Su Yingxue looked at Chen Feiyu with a worried expression. She just heard that this old man thought he was more powerful than Chen Feiyu.

Qiu Chunrong strode out with his hands behind his back, standing between Chen Feiyu and Feng Feiran. He looked down upon Chen Feiyu and said lightly: "Young man, at such a young age, it is rare for you to be able to cultivate to the 'late stage of Tongyou'.

Genius, I can't bear for you to perish here. If you know what's going on, how about handing over the acupuncture technique of Tianxing Nine Needles, then cutting off one of your own arms, and you can leave with this girl?"

"Have you finished talking?" Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "If you finish talking, either get out or die."

Qiu Chunrong was slightly angry and said, "Shu Zi is rude! Didn't your master teach you to be polite when facing your elders?"

"It's just you? If you dare to say this in front of my master, I guarantee that you will die and not even a scum will be left." Chen Feiyu's eyes were contemptuous.

"I regret it." Qiu Chunrong was full of anger, and his clothes were rippling, and he said: "I take back your promise to let you go after breaking off your arm. I will torture you, twist your limbs, and pick off your tendons.

Hamstring, pull out your tongue, blind your eyes, and make you unable to live or die!" Su Yingxue felt a wave of fear and nausea just listening to her ears, and shouted anxiously: "Chen Feiyu, leave quickly.

Here, I am not worthy of your rescue..."

"You just have to watch from the sidelines when it comes to matters between men. I haven't paid much attention to these clowns yet." Chen Feiyu interrupted her very forcefully.

As a strong woman, this was the first time that Su Yingxue was directly interrupted by someone, but strangely, she was not angry.

Qiu Chunrong sneered, and suddenly shouted loudly. With a "stab" sound, all his clothes burst open, revealing his muscular upper body.

Just looking at the strong muscles and smooth lines of the upper body, one cannot tell that Qiu Chunrong is sixty-seven years old.

"I practice Waijia Hongquan. Since I was seven years old, I have used the Ghost Doctor Sect's special potion to temper my body. In the past sixty years, I have never fallen a day. Up to now, I have reached the level of a half-step master, and my

The physical body is almost indestructible, comparable to Henglian's iron shirt and golden bell." Qiu Chunrong said proudly.

Feng Feiran felt proud that Chen Feiyu had absolutely no chance of winning in front of Qiu Bo.

The next moment, Qiu Chunrong made a "crackling" sound all over his body, with a terrifying momentum, but he did not attack immediately because he wanted to see Chen Feiyu's desperate expression.
Chapter completed!