"Ah! Li Huai, you devil, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
In unbearable agony, Jiang Nanxing was now drenched in blood from head to toe. Not a single part of him remained intact, like a pitiful evil ghost that had suffered endless torment and torture from the eighteen layers of hell, it was too gruesome to look at.
Even Gu Zhenbei and others couldn't help but want to grant Jiang Nanxing a quick death. They believed that if they really did that, Jiang Nanxing would certainly be grateful to them.
But no one dared to. At this moment, Li Huai seemed like a devil that had also come from hell. However, unlike Jiang Nanxing, he held the Fen Ji, exuding an aura that could destroy the entire world with a snap of his fingers.
"Skinning and tendon extraction. Now it's time to extract tendons!" Li Huai whispered, sending chills down everyone's spine.
Could it be that this wasn't enough, he was really going to extract Jiang Nanxing's tendons again?
