236: Torture Chen Tantian

"Feng Juntao, stop talking nonsense. Today, as long as you hand over Feng Xueqing and lead the Phoenix Clan to submit to my Heavenly Sword Sect, this matter will be settled. Otherwise, today, I will slaughter your entire clan."

A cold and sinister expression appeared on Chen Tantian's face. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, as if a hungry wolf was staring at its prey.

"Hmph! Chen Tantian, wanting me to hand over my daughter and then submit to your Heavenly Sword Sect is simply a pipe dream." Feng Juntao said coldly, his voice firm and forceful, showing no intention of backing down.

"Feng Juntao, since you are ignorant of what is good for you, then today, I will destroy your Phoenix Clan."

Chen Tantian's eyes revealed a strong killing intent; that gaze seemed capable of piercing through a person.

"Do it!"

As Chen Tantian's voice fell, hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples, like surging giant waves, rushed overwhelmingly toward the Phoenix Clan's Mountain Gate.

At this moment, the scene was extremely spectacular, the shouts of killing were deafening, making people terrified.

Among the Intermediate forces, the Heavenly Sword Sect was clearly several grades stronger than the Phoenix Clan. The Heavenly Sword Sect had four Peak Great Emperor Realm experts, while the Phoenix Clan only had three.

Chen Tantian had always wanted to annex the Phoenix Clan, which was why he had let his son, Chen Zixuan, pursue the Phoenix Clan's little princess, Feng Xueqing.

Now that his son had been crippled, if he wanted to conquer the Phoenix Clan, he could only adopt a hardline approach.

"Men of the Phoenix Clan, follow me and kill these beasts."

Feng Juntao roared, the sword in his hand flashing with cold light. He swung his sword, preparing to charge out. His eyes were filled with determination; in order to protect the dignity and honor of the Phoenix Clan, he was prepared to sacrifice himself.

"Bang...!"

Just then, the Phoenix Clan's Grand Elder, Feng Yinghao, slammed a palm fiercely into Feng Juntao's back. This palm strike was sudden, and the caught-off-guard Feng Juntao had no time to dodge.

"Pfft...!"

Feng Juntao spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground, losing his Combat Power on the spot.

His face instantly turned as pale as paper, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

"Grand Elder, you...! Why?"

A look of shock and anger appeared on Feng Juntao's face. He could never have imagined that at this critical moment, the Grand Elder he trusted would actually attack him.

"Feng Juntao, you can die if you want, but please don't drag the entire Phoenix Clan down with you."

Feng Yinghao said coldly, his face devoid of any guilt, instead filled with indifference and ruthlessness.

"Hehehe..., Feng Yinghao, well done. Once I destroy those who are disobedient, I will let you be the Clan Chief of the Phoenix Clan."

Chen Tantian cackled, a triumphant smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Chen."

Feng Yinghao thanked him, then said loudly: "Men of the Phoenix Clan, those who do not want to die, follow me and submit to the Heavenly Sword Sect."

His voice echoed through the crowd, carrying a sense of temptation and threat.

As Feng Yinghao's voice fell, the Phoenix Clan Disciples of his faction all chose to surrender and submit.

They put down the weapons in their hands, lowered their heads, and chose betrayal.

Although those who supported Feng Juntao were in the majority, in the face of the powerful Heavenly Sword Sect, the Phoenix Clan Disciples were beaten back step by step.

They resisted desperately, but the gap in strength caused them to gradually fall into a predicament.

Feng Juntao had already lost his Combat Power. Supported by a beautiful middle-aged woman, he kept retreating. This middle-aged woman was none other than Feng Xueqing's mother, Qi Ruohan.

"Father, are you okay?"

Feng Xueqing said worriedly, her eyes filled with concern and anxiety. At this moment, she held a battle sword, guarding the other side of Feng Juntao, ready to fight for her father at any time.

"Ruohan, take Xueqing and Xiaofan and leave quickly."

Feng Juntao said urgently, his voice filled with helplessness and despair. He knew that today's situation was irreversible, and he only hoped his family could be safe.

"I will not leave. I want to stay with you. Even if it means death, I want to die with you." Qi Ruohan said firmly, her eyes filled with deep affection and determination.

"Granny Yu, take Xiaofan and Xueqing away, please!" Feng Juntao implored, his eyes filled with hope and helplessness.

"Father, I won't leave either." Feng Xueqing said with a determined tone, her eyes filled with firmness and unyielding spirit.

"Father, I won't leave either. I want to protect you." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy said, his face filled with courage and determination.

Currently, on the Phoenix Clan's side, the strongest person was Feng Xueqing's grandfather, Feng Jinyang, who was being besieged by three Peak Great Emperor Realm experts, and the situation was extremely critical.

"Bang...!"

"Pfft...!"

Just then, Feng Jinyang finally couldn't hold on and was struck in the chest by a palm from Chen Tantian, sending him flying backward. His body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

"Grandfather!" Feng Xueqing leaped up and caught Feng Jinyang.

Her eyes were filled with tears. Looking at her injured grandfather, her heart was filled with pain and anger.

Just then, a Peak Great Emperor Realm expert from the Heavenly Sword Sect struck out another palm. The fierce Palm Force was like a tide, sweeping toward where Feng Jinyang was.

The palm wind was extremely sharp, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

"Xueqing, be careful!"

Qi Ruohan shouted loudly, her voice filled with fear and worry.

At this moment, the entire Phoenix Clan was plunged into despair; they seemed to see the coming of doomsday, the destruction of the Phoenix Clan.

"Swish...!"

Just then, a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xueqing. That figure was like a mountain, firm and unshakeable.

His gaze was filled with monstrous killing intent, and he immediately slashed out a heaven-shaking Sword Qi. This Sword Qi, carrying an Aura that could destroy all living things, instantly annihilated that Peak Great Emperor Realm expert from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Around this Sword Qi, countless Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples were slashed into blood mist. That bloody scene made one's hair stand on end.

In that instant, all the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples were so scared by this terrifying sword strike from Yang Lingchen that they dared not move at all.

Their eyes were filled with fear and shock, as if they had seen the arrival of the Grim Reaper.

"Lingchen, you finally came." Feng Xueqing's eyes gradually became moist. Just a moment ago, she even thought she would never see Yang Lingchen again.

Her voice was filled with joy and excitement, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness.

"Wife Xueqing, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Yang Lingchen looked at Feng Xueqing affectionately, his eyes filled with tenderness and guilt.

No one noticed that at the moment Yang Lingchen arrived, a beautiful figure in the clouds flashed and disappeared into the air.

"scoundrel, be careful!" Just then, Feng Xueqing suddenly shouted.

"Little Bastard, go to Hell!"

The other three Peak Great Emperor Realm experts of the Heavenly Sword Sect, at this moment, simultaneously charged toward Yang Lingchen.

Their eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent, as if they wanted to tear Yang Lingchen into ten thousand pieces.

"In such a hurry to die? Then I will fulfill your wishes."

Yang Lingchen held the immortal demon sword in his hand and instantly slashed out three sharp Sword Qi. These three terrifying Sword Qi, as if they had installed a positioning System, slashed directly toward the three Peak Great Emperor Realm experts of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The Sword Qi was extremely fast and its power was astonishing.

"Bang... Bang... Bang...!"

Facing this terrifying Sword Qi from Yang Lingchen, two of the experts at the ninth layer of the Emperor Realm were slashed into two on the spot by Yang Lingchen. Their bodies were instantly cut in half, blood splattering, a gruesome sight.

The only one who survived, Chen Tantian, had his legs severed and slumped in a pool of blood. His face was pale, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"How is this possible! How can you be so strong?"

Chen Tantian looked at Yang Lingchen, still shaken, his voice trembling, unable to believe the facts before his eyes.

That Sword Qi from Yang Lingchen just now was simply too terrifying; no matter how he dodged, he could never avoid it.

Yang Lingchen walked over slowly, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you know why I left you a breath?"

Yang Lingchen's voice was icy, as if coming from a demon of Hell.

"Yang Lingchen, I am a son-in-law of the Carefree Palace. If you dare to kill me, the Carefree Palace will definitely not let you go. As long as you let me go, the grudges between us will be written off, how about it?"

Chen Tantian said, trying to use the Carefree Palace to threaten Yang Lingchen, hoping to save his own life.

"Swish...!"

"Carefree Palace? I'm so scared!"

Yang Lingchen sneered, then swung his battle sword, instantly severing Chen Tantian's right arm. The action was clean and neat, without any mercy.

"Ah...! Little Bastard, if you have the ability, just kill me! The Carefree Palace will definitely avenge me!"

Chen Tantian screamed, his voice filled with pain and anger.

"Still daring to be stubborn!"

After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he slashed out another sword, directly severing Chen Tantian's remaining arm as well. Blood splattered everywhere; the scene was extremely bloody.

"Ah... Ah... Ah...!"

At this moment, Chen Tantian was completely desperate. All four limbs had been severed; he knew his life was completely over.

His eyes were filled with despair and resentment, wishing he could slice Yang Lingchen into a thousand pieces.

"What are you screaming for? This is only the beginning." Yang Lingchen sneered.

"Little Bastard, you will die a horrible death!"

Chen Tantian cursed frantically. He had lost his sanity, with only endless hatred remaining.

"This mouth is too cheap, so I will let you never be able to speak again."

"Swish...!"

Yang Lingchen's immortal demon sword instantly pierced into Chen Tantian's mouth, directly shredding his tongue. Blood gushed from his mouth, making people shudder.

"How is it? Feel better now?"

Yang Lingchen said coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

"Wuwu...!" Chen Tantian looked at Yang Lingchen with extremely resentful eyes, but could no longer speak.

"Swish... Swish...!"

Yang Lingchen tortured Chen Tantian for half an hour before finally finishing him off with one sword strike.

During this period, a dozen or so Elders from the Heavenly Sword Sect attempted to rescue Chen Tantian, but they were all easily slaughtered by Yang Lingchen.

Every time Yang Lingchen killed an Elder, the fear in the hearts of the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples deepened.

Yang Lingchen was like a ruthless god of slaughter, making everyone tremble with fear. His figure rushed into the battlefield, and wherever he went, blood flowed like a river.