After tossing Lin Li to the ground, his forehead drenched in cold sweat from the pain, Lin Qi became like one of the evil ghosts of legend in Sin Abyss that specialized in tormenting sinners' souls. With the flaming holy sword, he viciously stabbed Lin Li's body more than a dozen times.
The longsword pierced flesh, burning Lin Li until his skin split and his flesh burst open; in some places, glistening yellow beads of fat even seeped out. Lin Li howled hoarsely in agony, yet had no strength to resist. He could only watch as his body was covered in wounds. When had he ever suffered such pain or endured such humiliation in his life? Lin Li rolled his eyes in fury, nearly passing out from rage.
But the heart-piercing agony and the pain of flames scorching his body kept him from losing consciousness no matter how much he wanted to. He could only struggle and convulse on the ground, allowing Lin Qi to brutally inflict violence upon him. Yun Tianyi, standing to one side, finally could not bear to watch any longer. She screamed furiously, "If you want to kill him, then kill him! What kind of man tortures people like this? You, you, you old bastard—do you know who we are?"
Lin Qi sent Lin Li flying with a kick. Then his body flashed, leaving an afterimage as he arrived before Yun Tianyi. He casually slapped her, spraying blood from her mouth and sending her spinning seven or eight times on the spot. Lin Qi then brutally kicked her in the lower abdomen, stomping her to the ground and leaving her unable to move.
Coldly trampling Yun Tianyi's lovely face beneath his foot, Lin Qi said in a frigid voice, "Why should I care who you are?