Wu Yong opened his mouth and spit out a blast of thunder, killing him.
Such a way of death, such a scene.
Not to mention it's unseen and unheard of, it's hard to find even in fantasy novels.
"Fa... what happened..."
Wang Tiantian rubbed his eyes, pinched himself a few more times, and murmured: "I... I must be dreaming."
Liu Jing'er, He Qing, Xu Man and others also felt like they were in a dream.
The combat effectiveness Wu Yong showed just now is shocking enough.
However, words like shock, shock, etc. are obviously not enough to describe the scene in front of me.
They even began to have doubts.
the reality of the world you live in.
"Xu Man, please hit me to wake me up." He Qing said in a daze.
"It's no use. I've pinched myself several times. It hurts. I'm not dreaming." Xu Man murmured.
"Oh my god... he must be a god..." Liu Jing'er covered her mouth and didn't blink.
The one who acted more exaggeratedly than them was Su Jiutian.
Su Jiutian was originally full of confidence.
He thought, if he attacked the master, he would trample the opponent to pieces in a matter of seconds.
What came to his mind at that time was the scene when he met the master for the first time.
Walking on the water to the master, you can fly in the air without any external force.
Just lift your finger and you can kill someone.
That person is like a god.
With the help of Master Xiang, he has conquered many people who were dissatisfied with him before, and has a tendency to dominate the underground world of the Black Province.
But just now.
A young man opposite him actually spit thunder from his mouth and was about to kill the master with one breath.
Su Jiutian almost thought he was dreaming.
But the black corpse under his feet and the electric current that had not completely dissipated reminded him of the reality of this world all the time.
Master Xiang is really dead.
Still got killed instantly.
Such an immortal figure couldn't bear it. If it were him, he would definitely die faster.
Su Jiutian trembled at this moment.
Endless fear enveloped him.
He had never felt so close to death as he did at this moment.
Swish.
At this time.
Wu Yong's playful gaze happened to be cast towards him.
When the four eyes face each other.
Strong pressure enveloped him, and at that moment his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
Su Jiutian's psychology completely collapsed.
thump.
Before Wu Yong could speak, he fell to his knees directly.
Boom, boom, boom.
He kept kowtowing to Wu Yong.
The force used was so great that the ground around him could feel the tremors.
It doesn't take a while.
Su Jiutian's forehead was covered with blood, but he had no intention of stopping and kept kowtowing.
The whole audience was shocked.
Su Jiutian, he is Su Jiutian.
The rising emperor of the underworld of the Black Province.
Even people like Zhao Boyong and Mr. Geng had to respectfully compliment him, but now he was kowtowing.
The clown Wang Shaofeng finally realized at this moment how stupid and stupid his behavior just now was. Thinking of himself, he actually pretended to be cool in front of Wu Yong, who spit thunder from his mouth and killed his opponent with one breath, and he was like a god, and he was so scared.
He was so scared that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and crawl in.
When Zhao Boyong saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked at first, but then he felt blessed and suddenly realized that it might be a great opportunity for him.
Because the young man who spits thunder seems to have a good relationship with Wang Tiantian.
If I can get in touch with him, I won't just walk around in the black province in the future!
Think of this.
He couldn't help but feel excited.
Boom, boom, boom.
Su Jiutian was still knocking, blood was flowing down his cheek, staining his front red, and he saw that half of his life was gone.
"Please spare me!"
"Give me a chance."
He begged hard.
But Wu Yong was indifferent.
Wu Yong said calmly: "I just gave you a chance. It's a pity that you don't know how to cherish it. There will never be a second chance like this."
As he said this, Wu Yong's consciousness moved.
The invisible blade of thought took Su Jiutian's life in an instant.
A second ago, Su Jiutian was still talking and begging for mercy.
The next second, his pupils dilated and he fell straight to the ground.
The scene was completely silent.
This... what kind of method is this?
Do looks kill?
Wu Yong ignored them and said to Wang Tiantian and others behind him: "Let's go, don't let them affect your mood."
He walked in front.
Wang Tiantian and others followed dully.
People in the corridor consciously made way for them.
"Take care of old classmates." Wu Yong patted Wang Shaofeng on the shoulder when he passed by him.
Wang Shaofeng was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed on the ground. He did not recover for a long time. When Wu Yong's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, he patted his chest and exhaled loudly: "Amitabha, Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattva for your blessing."
After leaving the club.
Wang Tiantian and others finally woke up.
"Are you...are you a god?" Wang Tiantian hesitated for a long time and asked nervously.
"I'm not a god. But speaking of it, I'm almost the same as a god in the secular world." Wu Yong smiled at him and said, "Don't be nervous, we can be considered friends now."
I heard Wu Yong call himself a friend.
Wang Tiantian's heart is surging, my god, he is a friend like a god.
From now on, I will be in the Black Province.
You can't even walk sideways.
Wu Yong said at this time: "I just killed a dog of the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family will definitely not let it go. If you appear here at the same time as me, the Dongfang family may cause trouble for you. In order to prevent this from happening, I
Now I'm going to go to Dongfang's house. If you want to watch a show, you can come with me. If you're scared, you can go home now."
Several people nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"I'll go with you."
"I'm going too."
If you say you are not afraid, that would be a lie.
But they all want to see again what kind of existence a god-like figure is.
You may never encounter this kind of opportunity in your lifetime.
The fear in my heart was instantly suppressed by curiosity.
"Okay. For the sake of convenience, I will put you away first and let you out later." Wu Yong opened the small demon refining pot, sent a few people in, and then he released his spiritual consciousness without reservation.
Hula.
Wu Yong's powerful spiritual consciousness instantly covered a thousand-mile radius.
Within a thousand miles.
Even an ant can be clearly observed by him.
After a while.
Wu Yong locked his consciousness on a high-rise building five hundred miles away and murmured: "There is another god there. Ask him where the people from the Dongfang family are."
Swish.
He used Flying Dragon in the Sky, spread out the wings behind him, and swept away the established direction at an extremely terrifying speed.
If consumption is not considered.
Wu Yong's fastest flying speed can exceed the speed of sound.
Enough to rival supersonic fighter jets.
To him, a distance of five hundred miles is only twenty minutes. (To be continued)