After saying so much, he seemed to be helping Feng Weiyuan, but in fact he was helping Nangong Liuyun.
If he wants to disturb Nangong Liuyun's heart, he must take action against Su Luo.
He didn't know the importance of Su Luo in Nangong Liuyun's heart, so he pressed the wrong treasure.
"Bang!" Nangong Liuyun punched Feng Weiyuan hard on the head.
Feng Weiyuan's Zilong head was so hard, but it was knocked crooked by Nangong Liuyun.
Feng Weiyuan was violently thrown out, and then hit the ground heavily.
Nangong Liuyun instantly stood in front of him and stepped on him!
"Ouch!"
Poor Feng Weiyuan finally got the chance to transform, but was trampled to death by Nangong Liuyun.
Everyone looked at Feng Weiyuan, who was vomiting blood and tilting his head, and was breathless. Everyone was in disbelief.
The fat uncle didn’t believe it even more.
How could it be?
Feng Weiyuan and Nangong Liuyun were clearly on a par with each other, which showed that their strength was between equals, but how could they suddenly...
What about dead?
How could he die so easily?
Not only did the fat uncle not believe it, but even Su Luo was a little unbelievable.
She ran to Nangong Liuyun and sighed at Feng Weiyuan's breath. He really had no breath.
"This madman died like this?" Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun nodded seriously.
Just when Su Luo was about to speak, Nangong Liuyun's expression changed slightly. He grabbed the fat uncle and threw him to Su Luo: "Ask for the way out, speed!"
Although, the dragon blood sword in Nangong Liuyun's hand was pulled out sharply!
Su Luo suddenly felt that something was wrong.
When Nangong Liuyun was fighting Feng Weiyuan just now, his Dragon Blood Sword never came out, which shows that he dealt with it with ease and did not even regard Feng Weiyuan as his real opponent.
But just now, Su Luo could clearly feel that Nangong Liuyun's expression was solemn.
Something big must have happened.
Just when the fat uncle was being flown towards Su Luo by Nangong Liuyun, the fat uncle wanted to turn around in mid-air, but Su Luo directly released the green feather fairy vine, tying the fat uncle into a rice dumpling and standing there.
The fat uncle has seen countless methods of interrogation by Su Luo, so he simply can't hold on for long.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun was holding the Dragon Blood Sword, standing at the back of everyone like a golden sword.
There was a faint rumbling sound in Su Luo's ears.
This voice is somewhat familiar.
Soon, Su Luo's expression changed!
Because she recognized it, this voice was the reason why she locked Feng Weiyuan outside the stone room before!
It's a mechanical puppet!
Su Luo asked the fat uncle: "What's going on?"
The fat uncle looked at Su Luo and said innocently: "The tower spirit lost control and issued a killing order, so all of you... Oh, don't look at me. The tower spirit is attacking indiscriminately now, and I will be treated as one."
Killed as an intruder."
The fat uncle's words caused the entire team to fall into panic.
"The tower spirit is out of control?"
"Indiscriminate attack?"
"Oh my god, there are so many mechanical puppets! Are they all here to kill us?"
"Can Second Young Master Nangong withstand so many puppets?"
"It's definitely no problem! You have to believe the Second Young Master!"
Everyone's faces were pale and bloodless.
One thousand, five thousand, maybe they can be resisted, but ten thousand, twenty thousand or even... countless? How can Second Young Master Nangong resist?
And looking at the posture of Second Young Master Nangong, he walked to the front of the team. It seemed that he did not exist specifically to resist these mechanical puppets. He seemed to have a greater mission.