Si Fei Gongzi, Hong Tianhuang, Nu Tiangang, Long Wudi...
Each of these famous names is either as famous as a star or ranked on the 'Great Saint List'. What they represent behind them are legendary cultivation deeds.
But now, they have all become other people's minions and slaves.
The impact of this situation on people is so great that it almost makes people doubt their life.
Especially when Li Jiya, who was known as a great villain, saw this scene, his heart was even more horrified, and he secretly said: "Leave aside the others for now, that Long Wudi's methods are super powerful, far better than mine, and he actually became
This man’s slave. It turns out that he had already turned so many people into slaves before he even killed all the powerful men in the Dajin World. This method is really unbelievable and can even scare people to death..."
"I will never be an enemy of such a person at any time in my life, never!"
Li Xiya looked at Sun Ning in shock and admiration, and made up his mind.
I'm afraid even he himself didn't realize that behind this determination, even Qin Tianjian was included. If there was a direct conflict between the two and he really couldn't stay out of it, he would stand by Sun Ning's side.
"Sir Fei Gongzi and these people are actually that boy's slaves?"
The shock in the hearts of the three silver medalists was no less than that of the onlookers. They had also lived for hundreds of years. They asked themselves about their rich experience, but how could they have imagined that one day they would encounter such a thing?
After the brief shock, the arrogance and anger that was accustomed to taking advantage of the power of Qin Tianjian rose up again.
The silver medal envoy yelled angrily: "You bastards, in front of the silver medal envoy of the Qintian Supervisor, you actually kill people indiscriminately and treat us like nothing. This is really outrageous!"
But the extremely vulgar words that came out immediately made him so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Mr. Sifei immediately retorted: "You are a fool, how dare you talk to us like this."
Long Wudi snorted coldly: "What kind of thing do you think the Silver Medal Envoy is? You provoked my master, so I stripped you of your skin and cramped your muscles, and chopped them all into rotten flesh."
Nu Tiangang said angrily: "If the master hadn't given the order, I would have really wanted to beat the crap out of you three old brats. You really don't know how to live or die."
They were baptized by the power of faith in the Qing Emperor's Royal Seal. In their hearts, they regarded Sun Ning as the only true god-like existence in heaven and earth. They absolutely worshiped and were absolutely loyal. Not to mention the three silver medal envoys, the King of Heaven and I were here.
Dare to go up and do it!
The three silver medalists had never been subjected to such insults and offenses in their lives. They all turned livid with anger and even trembled. They covered their chests and roared: "You... you are looking for death!"
There was only a crisp sound of "clang", and Jian Xilai had already pulled out a long sword with cold light. He looked fiercely and scolded coldly: "Old dogs, try saying something again!"
The three silver medalists looked at me and I looked at you, their faces were extremely ugly, but they lost the courage to speak for a moment.
Those who are stunned are afraid of being horizontal, and those who are stunned are afraid of not being afraid of death.
Even if they are high-ranking silver envoys of the Qintian Supervisor, with a transcendent status, even great saints have to speak kindly to them... But after all, all this is based on the premise that others recognize you and obey you.
But this group of fools in front of them are simply more arrogant than their masters. They don’t regard bean bags as dry food and don’t take themselves seriously. What can they do?
So, they are afraid.
The Silver Medal Envoy, who was powerful and could not be offended, one day felt afraid of these mortals!
The cultivation of the three silver medalists is just that of a third-grade semi-saint. Without that noble cloak that people fear, not many people here would be afraid of them.
Although these people from Jianxi seem to have become humble slaves with no dignity or face. But if their terrible methods are ignored because of this, it will definitely be a disaster.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Jian Xilai could not kill one of these three people with one strike, all his years of sword training would have been in vain, and the top-quality Taoist weapon in his hand should have been thrown into the pit.
Go inside.
"It's so crazy, uncle, what did I see today..."
"What kind of people are these? The silver medal envoy of Qin Tian Jian, who cannot be offended, looks like garbage in their eyes. Each one scolds the silver medal envoy more harshly than the other, and scolds the silver medal envoy like a pig's head."
"Damn it, when Jian Xi came here to see such a man, he pulled out his sword and was going to fight with the silver medal envoy of Qin Tian Jian?"
The onlookers looked at everything in front of them in silence, almost going crazy in their hearts.
It was shocking enough that the powerful men were slaves to others at the moment. But I didn't expect that what happened next would shock people's hearts even more crazily.
Zhu Lingxuan's eyes were bright, and she looked at the scene in front of her with fascination, and she praised silently in her heart: "Oh my God! Even these slaves you have taken in have such personalities. You guys, you really want me to
I love it so much."
Ao Yulong and Zhu Qingxuan also looked at it with their eyes wide open, and when they saw the wonderful part, they swallowed silently.
The young man's words were calm and somewhat reproachful, and he said again: "I told you to kill all the people under the Cangkong Sect first, don't you understand?"
"Master, forgive me..."
"This slave realizes his mistake."
"Kill now! Kill now!"
Young Master Sifei, Nu Tiangang and others were startled. While they hurriedly expressed the fearful and apologetic thoughts and feelings of the slaves to their master, they also showed their firm belief in treating the enemy as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves.
"You bastards, how dare you provoke my master, you are seeking death!"
"I won't kill you a hundred times too many!"
"When you go to the underworld, you must remember that if there is an afterlife, you will never offend my master!"
"What nonsense? Kill..."
This group of powerful men who had such a great reputation before, like fierce tigers, pounced on him in an instant. They obviously wanted to show off in front of their master, and they didn't want to be too ruthless in their attacks. They killed with ferocity.
"Don't kill me..."
"I was wrong……"
Everyone under the Cangkong Sect immediately let out panicked screams and begged for mercy. They never thought that they would not die in the hands of the silver medal envoy of Qin Tianjian, but in the hands of this group of lunatic-like slaves.
Under the hands of powerful men who were as powerful as ferocious beasts, their pleas for mercy were so weak that they were immediately drowned out by the ferocious sound of mana plundering.
After all, there were only about twenty disciples in this group, so it was like a competition when everyone was killing.
The sword came from the west and cut a man into two pieces, Nu Tiangang punched a man to death, and Long Wudi roared, scaring a disciple to death on the spot...
Then, without stopping at all, they immediately pounced on the next disciple, fearing that their master would be unhappy if they didn't kill enough. (To be continued)