After a brief silence, Deng Xianyang joked: "Haha, you didn't escape? Could it be that the mouse is lame and can't run?"
"Even so, you can kneel and crawl. Why don't you go to me and beg me for mercy?"
"Maybe if I am happy, your life can be saved~"
Chen Shen frowned and blocked his nostrils, and asked around: "What a smelly fart, have you smelled it?"
"Pfft~"
Everyone, who had been looking solemn and solemn as if facing a formidable enemy, could not help but laugh and nodded fiercely.
Deng Xianyang's flamboyant smile suddenly froze, and the killing intent in his eyes became clear: "Great, you...all must die!"
As soon as he said this, the young man carrying the diamond-shaped lantern did not rush to take action. He turned to Shuang Qing'er and asked with a sneer: "As for you... I will ask you one last time, whether you choose to surrender to me or choose to die.
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Shuang Qing'er didn't answer, but her hands holding the Ice Phoenix Blade became tighter.
Deng Xianyang grinned: "Very good, I understand."
"If you choose to succumb to me, I intend to leave you a way to survive. But now..."
Having said this, he slowly raised his arms, patted the many naked women on his crotch like zombies, and said with an evil smile: "Hehehehehe, it won't be long before you join their ranks. You can neither survive nor die!"
"When I am completely tired of playing with you, I will throw you into Yuanling Mountain and fend for yourself..."
"Shameless!"
Shuang Qing'er gritted her silver teeth and trembled with anger.
Yuanling Mountain can be said to be an evil place known to everyone in Xuanling Continent.
Those who control the Ape Spirit Mountain are giant ape spirit beasts with four, six or eight arms.
The more arms they have, the more powerful they are. Four arms are called Xuan Wang, six arms are called Xuan Emperor, and eight arms are called Xuan Zong. And if there are too many of them, their sex is extremely lustful.
If a human female cultivator accidentally falls into it, she will most likely be insulted to death by the ape spirit, and her end will be extremely miserable...
"Hahahahahaha, I like to appreciate the anger and despair of beautiful women the most."
After Deng Xianyang laughed unscrupulously, he raised his hand fiercely: "Come here!"
"Huhuhu~"
Suddenly, a burst of pure white fire formed a vortex in the palm of his hand, and its wild suction force directly grabbed Shuang Qing'er.
As long as Shuang Qing'er is caught in his hands, Deng Xianyang is absolutely sure that with one move, he will kill or injure 90% of the thousands of strong men in front of him!
As for the remaining survivors, if he continues to play slowly one by one, sooner or later they will all die.
Previously, Deng Xianyang turned his hands into clouds and rain, and dozens of racers from underground sects did not even have a chance to escape, because he had mastered extremely terrifying group attack and killing skills.
"Gu, move, can't you move?"
Shuang Qing'er suddenly panicked. She felt as if her limbs and torso were bound by millions of shackles, unable to move at all.
At this moment——
"Whoa!"
Chen Shen stood directly in front of Shuang Qing'er, and the suction force inspired by Deng Xianyang was also blocked, automatically changing the target of the suction to Chen Shen.
I saw the young man in white kicking the ground with both feet, and the cannon flew into the air. Using the suction force, it drove straight towards Deng Xianyang's location——
"A stunning stab!"
The tip of the hero's flag in his hand suddenly thrust out, grabbing the opponent's eyebrows.
Deng Xianyang raised his brows and waved his arms: "You are too weak...get out of here!"
"Bang!"
The force of his casual slap was able to release all the mysterious skill power of Jue Tian Stab, the only middle-grade copy of the Dzogchen Spiritual Order.
Almost at the same time, Chen Shen raised a calculated smile on his lips: "Flash!"
"Whoosh~"
In the next moment, he jumped directly behind Deng Xianyang and faced the Zhiyang Sect's large army.
He turned his head and glanced at the poor women who were tortured by Deng Xianyang until they became human and ghosts. He sighed in his heart: "Alas...instead of living like this, you might as well die for relief."
"Dragon Soul Lion Roars!"
"Howl~~"
It turns out that Jue Tian Yizhi was just a cover-up move.
Chen Shen relied on the power of the opponent's palm to instantly attack into the air, and his target had already been locked on Deng Xianyang and the group of minions behind him.
At this moment, he suddenly rushed into the enemy's hinterland and used a large-scale sound-killing mysterious technique, which immediately caused a surge of blood!
After a roar, about a thousand racers from the Zhiyang Sect were 90% dead!
The only ones who survived were a hundred or so players whose cultivation levels had reached five-star Xuanzong or above, and who were far away from the core killing range of the Dragon Soul Lion's Roar.
But at this moment, those hundred and ten people were also seriously injured and were on the verge of collapse.
"Zheng~ Wow, Wow, Wow, Wow..."
Looking at the Qingyun Sect and others gathered on the grassland, when the sound wave of the roar of the dragon soul and lion struck, a hemispherical orange light curtain suddenly appeared around them, which greatly weakened the power of the sound to kill.
When those purple-red sound waves penetrated the light curtain, most of the characters who were above the Xuanzong realm only suffered minor injuries...
"No wonder Brother Chen has never allowed us to step out of this circle. I bet he has already set up a formation here to weaken the damage of the sound-killing mysterious technique?"
Yang Ze suddenly realized.
"Yeah. But if those Xuanhuang realm cultivators under our sect stay here, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape serious injuries."
Qian Sha said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, Brother Chen had already asked us to separate the Xuanhuang Realm racers, hand them over to his three-headed mount, and hide in the mountains."
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At this time, everyone in the Pingdingshan stadium stared with their eyes as big as eggs, and their faces were full of disbelief——
"The supreme leader of the Qingyun Sect not only survived, but he actually killed 90% of the masters of the Zhiyang Sect with a single sound-killing mysterious skill?"
"I have watched the Capture the Flag battle among the heroes of Di Niubang for so many times, and this is the first time I have seen the Zhiyang Sect suffer such heavy losses."
"Yes, in the past, Zhiyangzong's players were just like soy sauce players. Only when they met some teams that Deng Xianyang disdained, they would go up and practice their moves."
"But now... Chen Shen actually killed so many of Deng Xianyang's subordinates in front of him?"
"Nowadays, almost all the 'ao's who are still in the hero field have surrendered to Deng Xianyang. The only one left is Chen Shen of Qingyun Sect."
"In my opinion, the battle between Chen Shen and Deng Xianyang can be regarded as the pinnacle of the flag-capture battle among the heroes of this year's Dibuto Ranking."
"Yes, I am really looking forward to the next battle more and more."
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Hero Field, over the prairie.
Chen Shen used one move to instantly kill eight or nine hundred Zhiyang Sect athletes.
But Deng Xianyang had already shrouded himself in a white fire lantern that was half empty and half real, and he was unscathed!
Chen Shen was full of surprise: "What the hell is this white fire lantern? Can it block the killing power of the dragon soul and lion's roar?"