Chapter 542 White-haired young man, Ye Wuxian!

The screams of the middle-aged man echoed throughout the entire tongue-pulling hell!

At the same time, he also felt that the true energy in his body was madly dissipating.

And he could clearly hear that his entire spine, starting from the cervical vertebrae, was breaking.

Such pain has exceeded the limit of what a person can bear.

In the end, the middle-aged man couldn't even make a scream.

But from the outside, the middle-aged man didn't have any injuries on his body.

However, both his arms and his legs seemed to have become as soft as noodles.

Ye Wutan lifted his cervical vertebrae from behind.

Like lifting a child!

But look at the two women, Tai Shiping and Mu Shuangqin.

Tai Shi Ping couldn't help but widen her eyes, watching the scene in front of her without blinking. She

never expected

that the middle-aged man who had mastered the Blood Demon Sutra would have his entire spine crushed by Ye Wutan. How could this be? Could it be that this middle-aged man surnamed Ji was just an embroidered pillow? That's not right. She had witnessed his power with her own eyes before. This guy could fight Zhao Hualong to a draw by his own strength!

If he hadn't been one of the Twelve Heavenly Pride on the Jifen Island, he would have left this tongue-pulling prison long ago to fight to the death with Zhao Hualong! And what about Ye Wutan? When he fought Zhao Hualong more than three months ago, he used so much effort to use the thunder to kill Zhao Hualong! But now... he crushed the spine of this middle-aged man so easily! Even if he absorbed Zhao Hualong's martial arts, he couldn't be so terrifying, right? So... what kind of adventures did Ye Wutan have in the more than three months that he disappeared? How could he become so powerful? Look at Mu Shuangqin again. She didn't know how powerful this middle-aged man surnamed Ji was. Seeing Ye Wutan crush the opponent's spine so easily... she just felt... excited from the bottom of her heart. When did the ancient Ye family produce such a powerful martial arts genius? As the screams of the middle-aged man gradually faded away, Ye Wutan finally spoke again. "Which cell is the woman from the ancient Ye family you just mentioned in?" Ye Wutan threw the limp body of the middle-aged man to the ground as if he was throwing away garbage. The middle-aged man stared at Ye Wutan, his eyes almost bulging out. The look on his face was full of fear. Until now, he still believed that Ye Wutan was just a servant of Yang Qingdi. It was unbelievable. He was just a servant of Yang Qingdi, but he was so powerful! All these years when he didn't leave the Heavenly Prison... What happened outside? Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't answer his question, Ye Wutan's eyes suddenly became as cold as frost. He raised his hand and waved it. The middle-aged man fell into Ye Wutan's hands again. Then... Ye Wutan lifted the middle-aged man's neck and walked along the corridor towards the deep void of the Tongue Pulling Prison. Both sides were filled with wronged people whose tongues were pulled out. Both men and women. At this moment, all the wronged people who were able to walk freely approached the iron door of the prison. One by one, they all held on to the iron door tightly. Staring at the middle-aged man in Ye Wutan's hand. Ye Wutan spoke as he lifted the middle-aged man's body and walked forward. "Who here can make him like Chen Nianci, living a life worse than death, and live a long life?" As soon as these words came out. In the cells on both sides, many people rushed to howl. Only a young man with white hair did not make any sound. When Ye Wutan carried the middle-aged man to him, he suddenly stretched out a big hand from the iron gate. He tightly grasped the long sleeve of the middle-aged man surnamed Ji. Ye Wutan glanced at the white-haired young man. "Can you?" The white-haired young man did not speak, and could not speak, but suddenly clenched his right fist and protected his left chest. The look he gave Ye Wutan seemed to convey some kind of respect. Ye Wutan was stunned when he saw his behavior. This etiquette seemed to come from the ancient Ye family. "Are you from the ancient Ye family?" Ye Wutan asked the white-haired young man. The white-haired young man suddenly pointed. A burst of energy suddenly hit the opposite cell wall. Then, the white-haired young man used his energy to write three big characters on the opposite cell wall. Ye Wuxian! As the white-haired young man wrote his name. Ye Wutian couldn't help but frown. The name of this white-haired young man was only one character different from his own. Could it be that... he was from the same generation as himself in the ancient Ye family?

But at this moment, Mu Shuangqin, who was following Ye Wutan, suddenly rushed over and grabbed the white-haired young man's hand.

"

You...you are Xian'er? You are not dead?"

The white-haired young man was struck by lightning after seeing Mu Shuangqin.

His eyes widened.

He opened his mouth, but it was difficult to utter a word.

Because his tongue had been pulled out long ago.

"Tian'er...he, he is your cousin, he is your cousin, he is Jiujun's brother!"

Mu Shuangqin said, holding the white-haired young man's hands again.

"My son, you...you are still alive!"

The white-haired young man's eyes were red.

His body was shaking constantly.

But.

The white-haired young man forced himself to calm down and looked at Ye Wutan. In addition to shock, his eyes were more excited.

Then, the white-haired young man suddenly pointed to a cell not far away.

It seemed that he was telling Ye Wutan

that the person he was looking for was imprisoned in that cell.

After Ye Wutan understood, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the iron door in front of the white-haired young man.

He didn't use much force.

Bang!

The iron door was directly torn down by Ye Wutan!

Then.

Ye Wutan used a knife to cut off the shackles on the hands and feet of the white-haired young man, and threw the middle-aged man surnamed Ji on the other hand into the cell.

Then, Ye Wutan said coldly.

"Don't let him die, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

The white-haired young man gritted his teeth, took the Dragon Slaying Blade in Ye Wutan's hand, and cut out the knee bone of the middle-aged man surnamed Ji with one knife!

"Ah!!!!"

"Ah!!!!!!!"

"Who are you? Who are you?!!!"

In the cell, the howling voice of the middle-aged man surnamed Ji kept coming out.

He also kept asking...

Who is Ye Wutan? !

When Mu Shuangqin saw this scene, she was not scared anymore. Instead, she walked into the cell and took out her sword.

Together with the white-haired young man...

they tortured the middle-aged man surnamed Ji with extreme punishment!

As for Ye Wutan, he walked to the cell that the white-haired young man had just pointed to.

After walking over, he saw a young and beautiful woman who was tied to the iron bed in the middle of the cell with iron chains.

Blinded by red cloth, wearing red clothes.

The ancient Ye family...

Ye Honglian!

She was also the woman who made the warriors in the world terrified!

And for the rest of her life...

Ye Honglian only obeyed the orders of Ye Wutan!