Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

Lingchi execution is also known as death by a thousand cuts. At this time, the shadow seems not to realize the seriousness of the matter.

Although he was amazed at Lu Chuan's methods, handling him as an Annihilation Realm monk was like handling a chicken.

But he is not afraid, because he is immortal no matter what.

"Don't worry, I'm professional."

Lu Chuan weighed the knife in his hand happily. "The first cut has begun."

Lu Chuan first cut off the first piece of meat on the black shadow's anterior muscle.

Then the meat is thrown into the sky, which is called "meat sacrifice to heaven".

After the first blow, the black shadow only shook a little.

For most monks, physical suffering and torture can no longer shake their true intentions.

The second knife is called "blindfold".

Lu Chuan cut the skin off the black shadow's head and pulled it down to cover his eyes.

This is usually done to prevent the prisoner from meeting the executioner's eyes.

This is to prevent the prisoner from emitting unusually cold and frightening gazes when he is in extreme pain, causing the executioner to panic and affect the execution.

Of course, considering how abnormal Lu Chuan is, there is no need to worry about this at all.

This second cut is just a process.

"You must stay awake." Lu Chuan smiled and injected a sword energy into his body.

This sword energy directly entered his brain and began to stimulate his central nervous system.

This allows Sombra to stay awake no matter what the situation.

After completing these preparations before the execution, Lu Chuan began to officially cut the flesh.

Lu Chuan's understanding of the human body is very professional. After all, after living for more than 100,000 years, who doesn't have some perverted little hobbies?

"Shhhhhhhhh..."

Lu Chuan hummed a little tune and began to execute him. He looked very leisurely like a butcher who got up early to kill pigs to feed his family.

When Lu Chuan first operated the knife, blood flowed out for an inch. When the cut reached 300 cuts, there was no blood when he moved the knife again.

The main reason was that the black shadow was frightened, and blood flowed into the lower abdomen and calf. After being cut open, the blood flowed out from here.

Lu Chuan can be said to be quite professional, taking a break and shouting every ten strokes.

The cut muscles were like big fingernails, strand by strand, densely packed like a hedgehog.

After cutting it to the thirteen hundredth time, the black shadow finally couldn't stand it anymore and roared in horror.

It wasn't the physical pain that broke him, it was the psychological one.

Because his eyes were covered by his own scalp, he could not see the condition of his body.

He doesn't know how many more times he will be chopped in pieces? How much flesh do you have left on your body?

This terrifying waiting made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Death is never the most terrifying thing, only the process of waiting for death is.

"Little beast, give grandpa a good time." The black shadow roared crazily.

Sombra wants to self-destruct and use his death to enter the time loop.

However, how could Lu Chuan let him get his wish? The sword energy directly sealed his true energy, making it impossible for him to mobilize it at all.

"Shut your mouth!" Lu Chuan didn't mean to communicate with him and directly sealed his mouth.

One cut after another, Lu Chuan cut extremely finely, until after three thousand cuts, there was still a lot of flesh left on the black shadow.

What is professionalism? (tactical fallback)

At the beginning, the Nine-tailed Sky Fox and Xiao Lingling just watched indifferently.

Because this spirit hunter has killed many innocent spirits.

Those spirits were either refined into elixirs or weapon spirits, whichever was an unforgivable sin.

Wait until Lu Chuan cuts two thousand cuts.

The Nine-tailed Sky Fox and Xiao Lingling thought that evil people still need to be punished by evil people.

By the time Lu Chuan reached three thousand dollars, the two girls no longer dared to look at each other again.

There are countless punishments in this world, and Lu Chuan's Lingchi hand may not be the most cruel one.

"Oh, the main reason is that there is not enough time. Theoretically speaking, Ling Chi needs to last for many days. It is really an advantage for you."

When Lu Chuan reached the fifth thousand cuts, he began to think about it.

The execution lasted for a full hour, and now the shadow just wanted to die, and he only wanted to die quickly.

"Ten thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars, professional, very professional."

When Lu Chuan cut ten thousand cuts, Ah Fu roared loudly.

"Thank you, thank you. I'll give you such a professional set meal in two days!" Lu Chuan shamelessly gave Ah Fu a fist-cup salute.

"Bah, how dare you!" Ah Fu trembled, not daring to push any further.

With the last blow, Lu Chuan cut off the black shadow's head.

"It's finally over!" This was Heiying's last thought, filled with relief.

As soon as the black shadow died, the time and space here began to fluctuate strangely again, and everything began to cycle again.

"Hahaha, little brother, let's do it again."

Lu Chuan looked at the dark shadow in front of him, his little tongue wagging happily.

The shadow's eyes were bloodshot and the eyeballs were bulging.

It turns out that what he thought was the end was just another beginning.

The cycle of time will plunge him into the terrifying hell of reincarnation.

Black Shadow doesn't want to go through what happened just now, not even at all, even if he really wants to die.

"Blood Escape!"

Black Shadow no longer hesitated and directly used the monk's ultimate life-saving method, blood escape.

This kind of escape technique consumes blood essence and lowers the realm at the cost of escaping far away in an instant.

With Heiying's strength, once he uses blood escape, he can escape at least hundreds of thousands of miles.

Even the legendary golden-winged roc with a breath of ninety-nine thousand miles could not catch up.

"Oh, why don't you play anymore, you coward!" Seeing the black shadow turn into a blood mist and dissipating in front of his eyes, Lu Chuan laughed happily.

"Let's see how far you can run." Lu Chuan turned around and picked up the Nine-tailed Sky Fox and Xiao Lingling one by one.

Lu Chuan was still very considerate and didn't pinch them with the creaking nest.

Instead, let the two of them sit on his bent arms.

Fortunately, the Nine-tailed Sky Fox is an "old witch" after all, so she has nothing to be ashamed of.

But Xiao Lingling was different. She was still in the girlhood in the normal sense of the spirit tribe, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Moreover, her sense of smell was very sensitive, and she smelled the faint floral fragrance of Lu Chuan.

This made the little girl's heart beat like a deer.

Lu Chuan then ordered Ah Fu: "Stupid donkey, take Tongzi with you."

"Why should I take care of a big man while you take care of two little girls?" Ah Fu protested dissatisfied.

"If you have any suggestions, just raise them. I won't accept them anyway!" Lu Chuan rolled his eyes and suddenly rushed out with all his strength.

"Hey..." Ah Fu and Zhao Tong were left staring at each other.

"Um, um, brother donkey, why don't you go first and leave me alone!" Zhao Tong was a little embarrassed.

"You can pull him down. Since my baby gave me the order, I won't leave you alone." Ah Fu rolled his wise eyes, picked up Zhao Tong and followed him.

Although Lu Chuan was fast, he couldn't catch up with the speed of Blood Escape.

But Lu Chuan was not in a hurry, because just before the black shadow escaped, a sword energy was imprinted on his body.

Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, Lu Chuan could catch him.