The two snake heads took turns consuming Sun Xu's Desolate Heaven Palm, while the other snake head was hidden behind, motionless, like a bloody statue.
Behind Sun Xu, Feng Hui kept feeling that the third huge snake head had been staring at him, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times. In the process of looking at it a few times, a problem arose.
Three Grandmaster-level witchcraft and Gu masters joined forces to attack. How could he, who had not yet reached the level of a martial arts master, be able to withstand it? Soon, a trace of blood appeared in his eyes, and it became more and more intense.
His hands kept clenching into fists and then opened, his tongue kept licking his lips, and his eyes lingered on Sun Xu's body.
His face was full of painful struggle. He stretched out his hand and hit his head hard several times. The next second, he looked like he wanted to attack Sun Xu.
The various means of "Lian Dao Shu" kept flashing in his hands, and every time he was about to take action, Feng Hui successfully extinguished them.
The color in his eyes faded slightly, and then quickly came under control again.
A painful expression remained on Feng Hui's face. He was struggling, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't control himself at all.
Sun Xu could naturally feel the energy fluctuations behind him, but because he was concentrating on dealing with the three people in front of him, he didn't pay much attention.
A stream of blood flowed out of Feng Hui's eye sockets, followed immediately by a roar like a beast, and a heavy slap on his body.
The severe pain made Feng Hui's struggle become more and more intense, making the three witch and Gu masters feel a little strange that this weak guy could be so mentally strong.
But the struggle was in vain, it was obvious that the opponent could no longer hold on.
He struggled to stand up, stumbled and ran towards the distance, his body was extremely twisted, his lower body was running towards the distance, but his upper body was trying to twist back.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have broken his bones long ago, but Feng Hui was obviously not an ordinary person.
Hearing the roar of the struggle behind him, Sun Xu's heart moved. The giant palm in the air struck down hard again, and a majestic force spread out, completely suppressing the three people on the opposite side.
With a casual wave of his other hand, Feng Hui, who stumbled out for hundreds of meters, moved back uncontrollably. After taking a look, Sun Xu understood what was going on.
Feng Hui's face was covered with blood. Blood was constantly flowing out of his eyes, nostrils, and even his mouth, and his entire facial features were about to become dislocated.
A pair of hands suddenly burst out with intense flames, and they wanted to fall on Sun Xu's body, but at the last moment, he forcefully took them back, centimeter by centimeter.
Every time he retracted, there was a painful roar.
Sun Xu looked at him and nodded. He was worthy of being his disciple. No matter what his qualifications were, his character was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
He immediately stopped hesitating and drew a mysterious symbol in the air with one hand, forming a golden rune. The energy contained in it could be clearly felt by even a witch and Gu master a hundred meters away.
But now they were forcibly suppressed by the power erupted from the Desolate Sky Palm. They couldn't take action at all. They could only watch the runes seeping into Feng Hui's eyebrows.
The next second, white flames burned on Feng Hui's body, and the blood-colored mist was instantly eliminated. Feng Hui opened his eyes, and you could see a rune in each of his eyes, flashing away.
"From now on, you will be my official disciple!"
Sun Xu's words made Feng Hui ecstatic. Although the master treated him very well, there was still a difference between a registered disciple and a formal disciple.
Now that he has finally become an official disciple, how can he not be happy? He has been trembling with fear in the past few months, serving his master respectfully, just for this moment.
Seeing Sun Xu casually break the bewitchment of Feng Hui, the trio of witch and Gu masters across from them became more and more aware that once this kid grows up, he will definitely be the witch and Gu master's formidable enemy.
Being able to break through the mountain-protecting formation and being able to gain access to witchcraft and bewitchment, this guy definitely exists to harm witchcraft and Gu masters, so he must be killed.
If Sun Xu knew their thoughts, he would probably laugh out loud. If the other party hadn't maliciously taken away his disciple, he would never pay attention to it, let alone what a witch and Gu master is.
Although the years of cultivation are endless, this period of time on earth is precious to him. Who would be happy to go to the barren mountains thousands of miles away to find someone.
Following Sun Xu's direction, more than 500 meters away, after turning a corner, you can see layers of black stairs, with black attics five or six meters high at the top.
The top leaders of the Witch and Gu Masters gathered here, while the ordinary Witch and Gu Masters knelt down on both sides of the stairs, praying constantly, asking the masters of the Witch and Gu Clan to take action, kill the arrogant boy, and save the people of the Witch and Gu Clan.
Revenge.
In a certain attic above, Old Man Zhong is here, as well as the witch and Gu master who ran back from before, watching a master-level witch and Gu master in front of him paint.
There were brushes made entirely from the hair of human children, and a basin of blood-colored paint, which still smelled of blood, and it was unclear what kind of blood it was.
What was painted was clearly a full-length portrait of Sun Xu, with very similar facial features. This technique was enough even for selling paintings on the street.
"That's it, right?"
"This is how Elder Hua looks like, almost exactly the same!" A witchcraft master who had just met Sun Xu quickly expressed his attitude, and others also agreed.
"How great!" A satisfied smile appeared on Elder Hua's face. It was time for this outsider, who didn't know the heights of the world, to see the true power of the Gu Master.
With a gentle clap of his hands, a stack of at least dozens of pieces of paper were printed on the portrait of Sun Xu, and then a basin of blood was poured on it.
More than ten seconds passed, and you could see blood flowing between the papers.
With a slight opening of his mouth, all the blood on the table was sucked into Elder Hua's mouth, and he burped with satisfaction. Sun Xu's portrait was clearly printed on the dozens of pieces of paper.
It was a miraculous skill, and the surrounding witch and Gu masters naturally worshiped him one after another.
As soon as he reached out, a black fire appeared in Elder Hua's hand and lit a portrait of Sun Xu on the other side of the battle place.
Seeing that the three of them were about to be completely crushed, Sun Xu suddenly trembled, and then began to feel cold, a feeling that started to freeze from the inside out, as if the bone marrow was starting to freeze.
The three guys on the opposite side obviously don't care about using other methods, so it means that other powerful witchcraft masters have taken action, which is interesting.
Sun Xu licked his lips. His habit from his previous life meant that he would go on a rampage and kill people at this time, and now was no exception. (To be continued)