Yang Kun said word for word: "I, say, you, seek death!"
Ouch~!
The two supervisors were stunned. They looked at Yang Kun's immature face and revealed a trace of murderous intent. They were filled with anger. A slave dared to talk to them like this. This was probably the first time in history.
One of the supervisors chuckled and said to the other supervisor: "Did you hear what this kid just said?"
Another supervisor nodded and said: "I heard it, he said we are looking for death!"
The supervisor was stunned for a moment and said: "Did he really say that? I thought I was hallucinating? I didn't expect that a hard worker would dare to be so crazy in front of us. What do you think we should do?"
The other supervisor's mouth slightly raised, and he smiled evilly: "The skin will be peeled off and cramped, and the body will be broken into thousands of pieces!"
"That's right!" The supervisor suddenly summoned the magic weapon in his body. It was a big knife. As for what kind of knife it was, Yang Kun didn't know. Intuitively, the wind of the knife passed by his ears. Yang Kun turned his head and said, "That's right!"
Fancy.
The supervisor was obviously stunned. Unexpectedly, Yang Kun actually dodged away. He became even more angry and slashed at Yang Kun again with a sword.
Yang Kun smiled lightly and said: "Okay, it's time for me to take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Kun opened his mouth, let out a breath of air, and shot an arrow towards the supervisor with a whoosh!
When the supervisor saw this, he screamed in surprise and said: "A strong person in the Xiantian realm? How is that possible?"
Generally, those who can cultivate to the Xiantian realm are mostly people who are over fifty years old. Even a genius must be at least twenty years old. But the young man in front of him is only thirteen or fourteen years old. No matter what he wants to break,
He couldn't figure it out. There was only one explanation. The person in front of him was not a genius, but a peerless genius among geniuses!
Qi arrows are a symbol of the innate realm, but the actual attack effect is not obvious, and it is easy to dodge. As soon as the supervisor dodged, he quickly urged the other supervisor: "Why are you still dazed? Kill him!"
Another supervisor heard the shouting and reacted. He also used a flying sword to attack behind Yang Kun.
At this moment, Yang Kun's face turned cold, a cold light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a black gleaming sickle suddenly appeared. Yang Kun suddenly turned around, using the Death Sickle in his hand, and heard a pop.
With a sound, the sickle cut him into two pieces at waist level.
When the supervisor saw it, his face suddenly turned pale and he said: "Death, Death's Scythe? You, who are you?"
Yang Kun looked at the slaves who were tortured beyond human dignity and said, "I'm here to take your life!"
Huh~!
The Death Scythe in Yang Kun's hand suddenly slashed forward vertically, bringing with it a three-foot-long black light blade, which immediately split the overseer in half from the center of his eyebrows.
Hiss~!
Everyone couldn't help but gasped. Yang Kun was now like a god of death, killing decisively and cold-bloodedly!
After a while, Yang Kun restrained his murderous aura, then put the Death Scythe into his body, and said to the frightened slaves kneeling on the ground: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'm here.
Save yours!"
After hearing Yang Kun's words, the slaves were shocked at first, and then with excitement on their faces, they fell to the ground and shouted: "Savior, our savior has really appeared~~~~~!"