After only four moves with the old man, he was killed by him...
This is no challenge at all!
This is a massacre!
People were dumbfounded and stared in shock.
No one could believe what they saw.
Finally, the disciples of Prince Li's palace came to their senses.
"Sister!!"
"Sister Yu!"
People roared and rushed over crying, hugging Yu Ling's body and crying bitterly.
"Junior sister!"
Feng Siyuan also rushed forward, pushed away everyone, hugged Yu Ling's body, and cried loudly.
No one could have imagined that such a peerless genius and such a tough guy like Feng Siyuan would now burst into tears.
The disciples all know that Feng Siyuan likes Yu Ling. After all, the two grew up in the Donghuang Sect since childhood. They are childhood sweethearts and have a deep relationship.
How could he accept Yu Ling's unexplained death?
Not only him, but the disciples of Prince Li's palace were also frightened.
If even Yu Ling can't survive four moves, what about the others? They might die in one move.
"Master! Please save junior sister! Please save junior sister!"
Feng Siyuan hugged Yu Ling's body and ran over with tears on his face. He knelt in front of the ghost hands and cried.
"She's dead!" Guishou said expressionlessly.
"No! Master! She can still be saved! Yu Ling can still be saved! She won't die like this!" Feng Siyuan suddenly became emotional.
Guishou's face was filled with annoyance, and he shouted in a low voice: "Siyuan! Face the reality! She is already dead! Cheer up!"
"Master..."
"Listen, Yu Ling is no longer here! You have to avenge her! Master now orders you to take action immediately! Go and kill that guy for me! Avenge Yu Ling! Prove it for me!" Guishou shouted again.
The words fell to the ground, and Feng Siyuan felt as if he was struck by lightning, looking at the ghost hand in disbelief.
"Master! No!"
The disciples all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the ghost hands.
"Master! If even the senior sister is no match for that man! Even if the senior brother is gone, he won't be able to sustain a few moves! This is going to send him to death!"
"Master, please think twice!"
"We can't let senior brother go!"
"Master!"
...
The disciples were crying and begging for mercy for Feng Siyuan.
No one is a fool.
They all saw Guishou's plan.
He wanted to sacrifice these disciples, consume the old man's physical strength, and use their lives to kill this guy in order to obtain the Eastern Emperor Divine Ring.
This is a very cruel method.
But it is also the only effective method at the moment.
After all, their only advantage is their numbers!
"Asshole!"
Guishou was furious, pointing at these disciples and yelling: "You bunch of beasts! What are you doing? Are you going to rebel? Get up all of them!"
"Master!"
"Are you trying to teach me how to do things? Get up all over!!" Guishou roared angrily.
But the disciples still knelt on the ground and refused to get up.
It seems that Feng Siyuan has a high prestige in the minds of these disciples.
Lin Yang gave him a thoughtful look.
"Feng Siyuan! Get over here immediately and challenge that person, do you hear me?"
Guishou was furious and stepped forward. He grabbed Feng Siyuan and roared angrily.
Feng Siyuan seemed to have lost his soul. He ignored the ghost's hand and just held Yu Ling's body and collapsed on the ground.
It seems that everything around him has nothing to do with him...
In his eyes, only Yu Ling...
"you.."
Ghost Hand was furious and even screamed.
But Liu Shifeng on this side made a sound.
"Okay, Third Elder, stop shouting! Since Feng Siyuan refuses to fight, let's replace him!"
Guishou gritted his teeth and stared at her: "Who should I change?"
Liu Shifeng glanced at Pang Liang here and said calmly: "Ah Liang, do you dare to fight?"
"Hmph, why don't you dare?"
Pang Liang walked out.
There was another exclamation at the scene.
Pang Liang!
The top five monsters ranked fourth!
The fifth-ranked Yu Ling only took four moves. How many moves can Pang Liang take?
Five moves?
Ten moves?
Even if you block ten moves, it will still be a dead end in the end, right?
Everyone stared at Pang Liang, each one full of expectation.
I saw Pang Liang step forward, clasping his fists and shouting: "Senior, please teach me!"
"Is there anyone who is not afraid of death? Well, come on!"
The old man laughed loudly and was not polite. He jumped up and rushed towards Pang Liang.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Pang Liang.
But Pang Liang did not rush forward. Instead, he retreated crazily, at an extremely fast speed. With his quick movement, he was nearly 100 meters away from the old man in an instant.
"Want to leave?" The old man snorted coldly. How could he let him go? He immediately jumped up and chased after him.
Although Pang Liang's speed is extremely fast, compared with the old man, it is far behind.
"Die!"
The old man shouted, jumped up, and flew towards Pang Liang like a cannonball, hitting him hard on the head with a palm.
Pang Liang was so shocked that he broke into cold sweat, but he still dodged away.
Bang!!
The old man struck the ground with his palm.
The entire ground immediately trembled, and a long crack appeared.
hiss!
The people around him gasped.
If this slap hits someone, that person will not die on the spot?
Pang Liang rolled beside him, but he didn't dare to hesitate. He got up in disgrace and hurriedly ran forward again.
Seeing this, many people understood.
This Pang Liang is much more refined than Yu Ling.
He knew that he could not confront the old man head-on, otherwise it would be a dead end, so he chose to retreat instead of advance.
Anyway, the purpose is to consume the old man's physical strength. As long as this goal is achieved, it doesn't really matter whether he fights or not.
As a result, everyone saw Pang Liang jumping up and down being chased by the old man, and was in a state of embarrassment.
Although he was like a bereaved dog, he successfully delayed the old man.
Many people were secretly surprised.
Liu Shifeng's lips raised high: "Well done, Aliang!"
Everyone was looking at Pang Liang intently, even Guishou, but no one noticed that Lin Yang quietly walked to Feng Siyuan's side.
Feng Siyuan was still holding Yu Ling's body tightly, his liver and intestines were broken, and his body was lifeless.
His world has become bleak.
"Don't disturb me! I want to be alone with Yu Ling!"
Feng Siyuan never looked back.
He thought it was some junior brother who wanted to come over to comfort him, so he spoke directly.
But what came was a sentence that he didn't expect.
"Want to save her?"
As soon as these words came out, Feng Siyuan's whole body trembled violently and he turned around hastily.
