What is the most terrifying punishment in the world?

Many people may never imagine it, that is loneliness.

Keep you in a limited space. Although you have food and drink, no one communicates with you, let alone any mobile phones, computers and books. Such loneliness will make the living feel dead.

Zhao Fan didn't know how many years he hadn't cried, but looking at the thin body in front of him, tears still couldn't stop falling.

The tendons of the hand and foot tendons were broken, and all their cultivation was destroyed. They were locked in an unattended cave for more than 20 years.

Ironically, one who committed such atrocities on her was her own father and the other was her brothers.

She sacrificed herself and endured unbearable sufferings for the world. She thought her family would keep her promise and let her husband and son go.

But how could she know that when she was cut off her tendons and legs, locked in a cold and wet cave, and was cramped on the ground like a livestock, her husband was still suffering from endless pursuit, and if his son had not been sent away quietly, he would have turned into a pile of dead bones.

"Mom, get out of the way. Don't worry, I will never die at the hands of such a beast!"

Zhao Fan gently hugged the shoulder of the person in front of him. It seemed extremely difficult to speak out when he opened his name, but after shouting, his heart was quiet.

She gave birth to him, and although she did not raise him, she was still more competent than any mother in the world. For her own son, she achieved the ultimate that a mother could do.

Feeling Zhao Fan's warm palms, Fang Jingxue's body trembled slightly. In the cold cave, she had never cried for more than 20 years, tears in her eyes could not stop falling.

She turned her head and looked at Zhao Fan, as if she wanted to give him a smile.

It’s just that so many people never communicated with others, her face was even stiff, and it just touched the corners of her mouth with difficulty.

"It's really touching. Since you have such a deep love between mother and son, I'll send you on the road together!"

Fang Jianxiong's eyes were full of coldness. When he looked at Fang Jingxue, there was no warmth at all, but only endless murderous intent. The long sword in his hand slashed down without hesitation. The first person to kill was his own biological daughter.

At this moment, the anger in Zhao Fan burst out in full swing. The defensive talisman in his palm was crushed, he hugged Fang Jingxue and turned around, and directly caught Fang Jianxiong's sword with his back.

As Fang Jingxue screamed in horror on her face, she exerted a little force and a gentle force sent her to the distance, and a powerful enhancing talisman appeared in his hand again.

The misty light curtain instantly appeared on his body. As he stepped out, a fast talisman on his hand was crushed immediately.

He was angry, so he was desperate.

Perhaps it is enough to deal with Fang Jianxiong in front of him, but he doesn't want this person to live a minute or a second more.

Defense, strength, and speed changed drastically in an instant. Fang Jianxiong didn't even see clearly, and he was hit in his chest.

Crisp sounds one after another, and I don’t know how many ribs he had broken through this palm. Just as I was about to wave the long sword, Zhao Fan’s fingers were placed on the Jiyue Sword in his hand.

Then the man's hand slightened, and the Jiyue Sword, which was regarded as a magic weapon, disappeared strangely.

Everything happened within half a second. When Fang Jianxiong's scream sounded, a mouthful of red blood was spewing out.

Before the mouth of blood fell to the ground, his people had already fallen to the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Fan was unprecedentedly angry. After grabbing the man's ankle, he smashed him round and threw him on the ground like a beast.

"boom!"

Screams came from all directions, and I felt the violent trembling on the ground. The pants of several disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect swelled and bursts of stench emitting waves of stench.

Fang Jianxiong, who was invincible in their minds, was now being held by Zhao Fan and smashed it to the ground like a broken sack. Every time it was raised, blood was splattering everywhere.

Fang Yunqi was already silly. Of course, he knew that Zhao Fan was catching Fang Yunqi's biological father at this moment. But facing such a scene, he had already shook completely. Not only did he not dare to save people, but he retreated step by step in fear.

"What kind of secret technique is this? It actually made him so powerful in a moment?"

"How did our Dragon Sword Sect provoke such an existence? What did the sect leader and the others do? This man doesn't look like a crazy person. If he had no deep hatred, how could he have made such a ruthless move!"

"Oh, Uncle Fang may have done something wrong back then, but it should be enough to destroy her cultivation or expel her from the Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect. However, in order to take care of the Huangfu family, the Supreme Elder actually killed all the members of this family. It has indeed done a little too much."

"Yes, Uncle Fang was willing to be punished at the beginning, just to let go of his husband and son. The Supreme Elder and others agreed on the spot that after he deceived Uncle Fang, what day did he give up the pursuit of the Zhao family father and son in recent years?"

"This is the biological father and daughter, the brother and sister of the compatriots. They are so cruel that they make people feel so terrified when they think about it!"

At the beginning, some people might not know Zhao Fan’s identity, but at this moment, Fang Jingxue’s appearance finally made many disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect understand.

The deterrence of Fang's father and son over the years may not have dared to say anything about Fang Jingxue's affairs. At this moment, the Dragon Sword Sect is obviously in a desperate situation. These people don't know whether they will live or die later, so they just spoke freely.

There will always be a soft side in a person's heart. The Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect, which claims to be the superior Hidden Sect, will naturally not follow the path of the evil sect, and the disciples of the disciples still have the concept of right and wrong in their hearts.

I won’t talk about the right or wrong of this matter. They have actually been unable to stand the ugly behavior of the Fang family father and son for a long time, but they just dare not speak out. Even in recent years, many people have secretly sent clothes and food to Fang Jingxue.

"Give me your life, spare me your life, I am your grandfather! You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

The master is the master, and his vitality is really tenacious. He has been hit hard for so long, but he is still dying.

"I think, when you attacked my mother, she should have begged you too? She should have told you that she is your daughter, right? I wonder if you had such a little kindness in your heart at that time?"

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished. I will temporarily express my understanding. But she has endured so much suffering and has been punished. How can you despicable and shameless beasts bear to lie to her?"

"Once over the years, have you given up looking for me? Has you ever given up thinking of killing me? After she returned to the Dragon Sword Sect and was locked up by her cultivation, have you kept your promise and gave up chasing my father?"

Zhao Fan once again smashed Fang Jianxiong to the ground. A deep pit was smashed on the ground where the soil had already been exposed. Fang Jianxiong, who had already emitted more air and had less air intake, just breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold blade of Guan Gong's sword had already hit his throat.

"Ah, no..."

Fang Jingxue is kind. Seeing Fang Jianxiong so miserable, she couldn't bear to let him die.

However, without such meaningless kindness, Zhao Fan, he didn't wait for Fang Jingxue to say anything. The big knife in his hand dragged it, and a blood light splattered immediately.

"I will bear all the sins!"

Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and roared, and rushed to Fang Yunqi again with Fang Jingxue's exclamation.

"No, don't kill me, I was wrong, I never dared to do it again!"

"Jingxue, please say something quickly. I am your brother. When you were young, you liked to play with me the most."

"Please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Fang Yunqi did not have the slightest demeanor of the sect leader at this moment. He knelt in front of Zhao Fan and kept kowtowing. Seeing that Zhao Fan was unmoved, he walked all the way, and crawled towards Fang Jingxue, while crawling loudly.

"Go on the road, people like you are only worthy of repentance in hell!"

The knife in Zhao Fan's hand rose again.

"Zhao Fan, please let go of my father, otherwise I will let your mother bury him!"

A sharp shout came from the direction where Fang Jingxue was. A young man with a pale face held a dagger in his hand and pressed it against Fang Jingxue's neck, looking at the direction where Zhao Fan was red with his eyes.

It is Fang Xia and Fang Yunqi's only son.

His cultivation has been abolished by Zhao Fan, so when he appears, Zhao Fan did not pay much attention to him. At this moment, seeing Fang Yunqi being killed, he finally defeated the fear in his heart and held Fang Jingxue hostage in his hands.

"idiot!"

Zhao Fan sneered, moved slightly, and reached Fang Jingxue in the blink of an eye.

With one hand, he grabbed the dagger in Fang Xia's hand. With a slight force, the sharp dagger had been twisted and deformed.

Fang Xia, holding the dagger, flew backwards like a kite with broken strings under the internal energy of Zhao Fan.

"don't want!"

Just as Zhao Fan was about to turn around and kill Fang Yunqi, Fang Jingxue reached out and hugged him tightly, his eyes full of begging.

"The death penalty is avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped!"

Zhao Fan sighed, finished speaking softly, broke free from Fang Jingxue's hand, lifted Fang Yunqi who had already crawled in front of him, raised his hand and slapped it down a few palms.

puff……

Blood spurted out from Fang Yunqi's mouth and collapsed on the ground like mud, and there was no trace of expression in his eyes.

The dignified Dragon Sword Sect leader now has no cultivation or strength.

"Do you guys do it yourself or do you want me to do it?"

Zhao Fan's eyes swept over, and the few remaining elders' figures softened their feet and knelt in front of him.

"Please let us go. From now on, we will be your lackeys. If you let us go east, we will never go west!"

"We are willing to offer you the great foundation of the Dragon Sword Sect with both hands, and we are willing to worship you as our main commander, and from now on, we will only listen to your order!"

"After all, we have innate strength, which will definitely be useful to you. Please give it a good idea!"

The last few elders of the Dragon Sword Sect cried bitterly and kept kowtowing to Zhao Fan.

"You can still live without your own cultivation. If you say something more, I don't mind sending you on your way right away!"

Zhao Fan snorted coldly and said calmly without being moved.

"You are so cruel, so cruel! We are fighting with you!"

What is the difference between the innate strength that they have had after so many years of hard practice and the sudden loss of life?

However, they could not beat Zhao Fan before. Now, Zhao Fan, who has three talismans on him, could they beat him just by trying hard?

After only two breaths, these people were all wailing and fell to the ground, all of them were ashamed. Although they were still alive, there was no more anger in their eyes.
Chapter completed!