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!!"
"Senior Sister Yu!"
People roared and cried and rushed over, 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 be crying inconsolably.
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, ran over with tears on his face, 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 looked annoyed and shouted in a low voice: "Siyuan! Face the reality! She is 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 not a 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 to 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 right away and challenge that person, do you hear me?"
Guishou was furious, stepped forward, pulled Feng Siyuan up, and roared angrily.
Feng Siyuan, however, seemed to have lost his soul and ignored the ghost's hand. He just held Yu Ling's body and collapsed on the ground.
It seems that everything around him has nothing to do with him...
