The Great Witch King Hong Zhong is a Great Witch King who has lived in the world for two hundred years. The power he possesses is far beyond what ordinary mortals can imagine. Since Ao Daochong and others are under his command, they naturally understand his terror and understand him.
He is powerful and knows his majesty.
But Feng Zhou directly grabbed him by the neck, dragged him out of Dulong Hall, and threw him to the ground. How powerful must Feng Zhou be?
"Is this the strength of this person? He is so powerful that he can't be more powerful?" one person said.
Several other people were shocked in their hearts and trembling in their bodies. The Great Witch King Hong Zhong was a god in her heart. Fengzhou Company could defeat him. Doesn't it mean that killing them is as easy as killing a chicken?
On the other hand, O Daichong's face was more solemn than ever.
"Don't worry, the Great Witch King is immortal in the Shenlong Temple. He is invincible. Feng Zhou, the little boy, will definitely fail!" He said in a solemn voice.
Although he said this, he had no idea in his heart.
The senior brother was easily killed by Feng Zhou without hiding his iron spear, and his master, the Great Witch King Hong Zhong, was thrown directly to the ground by him. Feng Zhou's strength was still beyond his imagination.
Depending on the situation, even if Feng Zhou couldn't kill the Great Witch King, he could definitely kill the entire Shenlong Sect.
You must know that the Shenlong Sect has many subordinates, involving many families and industries. If they are destroyed one by one by Feng Zhou, then the Great Witch King Hong Zhong, no matter how powerful he is, will only become a rootless tree, a toothless tiger, and a lonely soul.
ghost.
"Roar!"
An angry howl sounded, shaking everyone's souls.
The Great Witch King Hong Zhong stood up and glared at Feng Zhou, his face twisted, his eyes almost ready to spit out angry flames, and he roared in a hoarse voice: "Little Taoist priest, you have angered me, I must kill you! I want to
Eat your body and destroy your soul!"
After saying that, Hong Zhong took a step forward, his body swayed, and he actually grew taller out of thin air, turning into a monster with the head of a unicorn and the body of a dragon!
He was holding a giant axe, with a green face and fangs. He was clearly the dharma body of the "Great Witch King Hong Zhong".
"Little Taoist priest, you underestimate me. This time I want to let you know why I am the Great Witch King!"
He was three feet tall, spitting fire crazily from his mouth, like a fire dragon, and powerful magic like the ocean rushed towards his face, as if he could chop everything with one axe.
"Shameless talk!"
Feng Zhou stood tall and smiled faintly.
He punched out again, and the powerful energy rose into the sky and rushed towards the Great Witch King Hong Zhong.
The Great Witch King Hong Zhong only posed for the blink of an eye before he was hit by this huge and boundless punch. He quickly roared and resisted with all his strength.
"Boom."
Two huge forces collided together, and a violent sound rang out in the void, like two huge waves colliding together. As soon as the two forces that filled the void like an ocean came into contact, they made a shrill sound, as if
The steel knife was like rubbing against the iron plate, making it extremely harsh.
"Boom."
Like two mountains colliding with each other, the rubble collapsed and debris was scattered in all directions. Countless waves of powerful energy shot out in all directions. Everyone present, including A'Zhu, quickly released body protection spells, and the Gang Qi protected themselves, but others
Those subordinates of Shenlong Temple were not so lucky. They were cut by many wind blades, and their bodies were immediately broken into several pieces, and they fell to the ground, wailing.
The next moment, Feng Zhou's fist interrupted the giant axe, and rushed towards Hong Zhong. Before Hong Zhong could react, he punched him in the chest.
Hong Zhong's incarnation, the Unicorn Dragon King, was three feet tall. After being hit by Feng Zhou, his chest shook first, and then spread out like water droplets. His chest exploded, like a cannonball exploding inside. First the chest, then
The abdomen, thighs, arms, limbs, and neck all exploded section by section, and in the end only a head was left floating there in the void.
There was dead silence all over the place, and everyone couldn't believe it. The others looked at it dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.
The Great Witch King was actually punched to pieces by Feng Zhou?
If the head survives, then the Great Witch King will survive!
Legend has it that Xingtian, a witch clan, resisted the Yellow Emperor and was caught and executed by the emperor. Because the witch clan had the technique of resurrection, his head was completely smashed into pieces. Therefore, even if Xingtian was resurrected later, he had no head, even though he had two points as his eyes.
He used his navel as his mouth and continued to fight. After all, he was no longer the great witch Xingtian.
Feng Zhou had already expected this.
Seeing a group of black shadows slowly gathering, Feng Zhou knew that as long as that head was still there, the Great Witch King Hong Zhong would soon reassemble his body. In a sense, as long as he performed witchcraft in this Dragon Temple.
, he is immortal.
But Feng Zhou didn't care. He took out the purple gourd, activated his magic power, and patted it gently. Suddenly, a powerful absorbing power spurted out, and the head was sucked into the purple gourd.
"No..." the Great Witch King screamed in horror, but he only had one head and was unable to perform other witchcraft. In just a blink of an eye, his head fell into the purple gourd.
The Purple Gourd is a self-proclaimed space. Without Feng Zhou's permission, his head remains in the gourd.
Even if his body could be reshaped, without his head, he would only die after an hour or three.
It can be said that the moment the Great Witch King's head entered the purple gourd, it marked his death.
Everyone was completely shocked and dumbfounded.
Hong Zhong, the great witch king who had dominated Xiping Mansion for two hundred years, died completely like this?
The Great Witch King shocked Xixia for two hundred years
Two hundred years ago, he was the top wizard in the world. He was the emperor of Daxia. He successively dominated the Liang family, Wu Zang family, and now the King of Chu, Ren Dejing. Everyone had to treat him with respect when they saw him. Even though he was already fifty years old.
He has not yet left Shenlong Temple, but his spirits appear from time to time, and many disciples, aristocratic families and many other forces are working for him.
The underground forces in Xiping Mansion were even more under his control. Such a great wizard with great magical powers, who could reach the heavens, was easily killed by Feng Zhou.
How can this be?
He rushed and waited for ten thousand people who didn't believe it.
But the scene before me was unmistakable.
Even if they no longer believe it, they must accept the fact before them.
After Feng Zhou took away Hong Zhong's head, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the blood mist and minced meat on the ground also settled there, motionless.
The Great Witch King could never recover.
Feng Zhou raised his eyes and scanned the crowd.
With just such a sweep, Ao Daochong and others were shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
One person even made a loud sound, knelt down on the ground, and said respectfully with his whole body trembling:
"Master Feng, please spare my life. I have in my hands all the wealth accumulated by the entire Shenlong Temple for more than 150 years, more than tens of millions of silver. As long as you need it, I can make the entire Xiping Mansion surrender to you."
Underfoot."
"Related Gongge, you traitor!" O'Dai was furious upon hearing this, and couldn't help glaring at the kneeling man.
How can a person be so spineless?
Why did you surrender so quickly?
What's even more outrageous is that she actually got ahead of him!
"You talk too much."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Zhou had already raised his hand, and a ray of green light penetrated his head, killing him.
Since someone has surrendered, of course they must be gathered in, and those who object must be killed as soon as possible.
This is a standard procedure for recruiting surrenderers, and Feng Zhou is very good at it.
"Your name is Hot Lagong. From today on, He A'zhu and others will be in charge. They must explain their business clearly. If anything is concealed, I don't mind killing people."
Feng Zhou said calmly.
Then he said to A'Zhu: "I will see results within ten days."
After saying that, he turned around and entered Dulong Hall.
Feng Zhou had just injected mana into Hong Zhong's body and had a clear understanding of his magical power. Next, he would go to the Dulong Hall to read the shaman classics and get the essence.
A'Zhu stood aside meekly, looking at the young man with respect.
He really single-handedly flattened the entire Shenlong Tang. If today's news comes out, the entire Xixia will definitely be shaken by the name Fengzhou!