Samutu's eyes were wide open, staring at the magic sword that had sunk into his chest, leaving only the hilt. It seemed unbelievable! His mouth kept bleeding and he kept muttering: "It's still... hard to escape."
This poor leader of the seven elders of the Siam Supernatural Alliance was suppressed and beaten by Fu Yang from the beginning. The spells were easily broken, his weapon was cut in half by the five-color sword wheel, and one of his arms was broken!
I thought that after being in such a mess, I could at least save one life, right?
The result is still death...
As for Tu Luxie, Bai Depan, Puan Nong, and Tamajela, they felt that they could not accept this situation. Just a few seconds ago, they were chatting and laughing. They felt that they had suppressed this "black man" from China.
"A Demon", he will soon be turned into a puddle of pus and blood.
In the blink of an eye, the situation turned around and he was easily counterattacked!
Of course, saying "easily" is not quite right. At least Fu Yang has used all his strength in controlling the five-color sword wheel.
"Looking at your expressions, don't you feel very unwilling? Don't you find it incredible? Haha, for people like you who are indiscriminate and listen to the evil people's slanders, life is meaningless. Maybe you will still rely on yourself.
He has great magic power and brings harm to ordinary people. I can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."
Fu Yang spoke indifferently, hanging high in the air like a god or a demon, looking down at the five elders whose vitality was about to disappear completely...
Then, he squeezed it hard with his open palm!
The five magic swords seemed to sense their master's will, and they all suddenly spun, strangled, and cut vertically and horizontally in the air with a fierce sword energy.
Puff puff……
A series of heart-stopping sounds sounded. In the midst of five bright beams of light, Samutu and the other five people were strangled by the sword energy into a cloud of blood mist. Their souls were all extinguished!
The whole valley was dead silent!
There was only a whistling sound from the mountain wind, accompanied by the sound of the undulating trees and grass.
At this moment, in the eyes of the practitioners of the Siam Supernatural Alliance gathered in the valley, Fu Yang is already an invincible true demon king!
No one dares to speak or disobey him again.
And this scene was seen by Mr. Xiong, who had just walked over with Zheng Na and Yashu. The damn fat cat was a little envious and jealous: "Humph! I asked you to pretend, and you don't give a damn."
I'm leaving you a chance. I'm really mad at you! Just wait, Mr. Fu, I will definitely take revenge on you."
Except for Mr. Xiong, Yashu and the dozen or so cultivators who had survived because of their conscience, just happened to see the last scene of Fu Yang using the sword wheel to transform five swords and directly kill the five elders!
Everyone was petrified on the spot, as if their souls had been extracted from their bodies. Their brains were blank, their mouths were open, and they could no longer think anymore.
Only the little girl Zheng Na cheered and cheered for her most admired brother and master Fu Yang!
Whoosh whoosh!
Five sharp long swords of different colors, like fish returning to their lair, flew back behind Fu Yang with a beautiful tail light. They condensed into a rotating sword wheel and attached to the armor behind him with a clanging sound.
Fu Yang's eyes looked into the distance and fell on Banzhuang.
This guy had just been watching the battle from the air behind him. From being complacent at the beginning to being frightened later, he was in a state of extreme fear!
By the time Fu Yang killed five elders with his five swords, Banzhuang had almost collapsed. He wanted to escape for his life, but he knew that he couldn't escape at all!
"come over!"
Fu Yang stretched out his hand and sucked in the air, and a huge force pulled Banzhuang over. Fu Yang grabbed his neck and picked him up like a poor little chicken. His feet were lifted off the ground, and he kept
struggling.
Cough cough cough…
He also made a violent coughing sound, and his gloomy face turned red from holding back. He looked very embarrassed.
"Spare, spare my life..."
Banzhuang was begging Fu Yang for mercy. Fu Yang's unparalleled "magic power" had completely defeated his last psychological defense, and he felt a sense of despair. At the same time, he also felt how stupid and ignorant he was before!
Are you actually thinking of mobilizing the power of the alliance to hunt down such a terrifying demon king?!
It's like a birthday girl hanging himself - he thinks his life is too long!
Fu Yang stared at him with a pair of cold eyes from behind the black armor, and said: "Whether you can live or not depends on Xiaona's decision. If she is willing to forgive you, live. If not, then die."
As he said that, Fu Yang turned around and grabbed Banzhuang with his whole body. In full view of everyone, he streaked across the valley like a black meteor.
Then it fell about ten meters in front of Mr. Xiong, boom!
The earth shook and the mountains were filled with smoke and dust. Many gravels hit Mr. Xiong's soft white belly and bounced everywhere... It can be seen that this guy is indeed very fat and his belly is very elastic.
Mr. Xiong was so angry that he screamed: "Young man Fu, you did it on purpose! Damn it. Is it really okay to bully me like this?"
Fu Yang laughed: "What's wrong? It's quite fun. Who made you so fat and yet you still don't lose weight?"
As he spoke, he walked up to Zheng Na. He threw Banzhuang in the dust like a dead dog, and then stepped on his neck: "Little girl, I caught this guy. What are you going to do?"
Where to deal with it?”
Before Zheng Na could speak, Banzhuang kept kowtowing, his forehead was bloody. He cried bitterly: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Please, please forgive me. Please let me go."
Let me go. Wuwu, I don’t want to die..."
At this moment, in Banzhuang, is there any trace of the dignity and grace of the Grand Deacon of the Siam Supernatural Alliance?
In the face of death, he became a pitiful creature!
They are different from ordinary people. For cultivators, they know very well that death in the hands of the enemy may really make them lose their souls. They may not even have the chance to reincarnate in the underworld...
Zheng Na looked up at Fu Yang and smiled cutely: "Brother Fu Yang, do you want Xiaona to do whatever you want?"
Fu Yang nodded: "Of course. Even if you want to let him go, it doesn't matter. Anyway, for a person of this level, your brother Fu Yang doesn't care about revenge afterwards."
He shrugged, looking really pretentious.
Zheng Na squatted down and stared at Banzhuang with her big bright eyes: "If I didn't have a powerful brother and master, I'm afraid I would have been tortured by you now to the point of death, right? Even if I said it, you still arrested me
Go away. Beat me like a pig’s head and torture me with spells. It really hurts.”
Her tone was faint, as if she had returned to a time when she was tortured by pain a few days ago.
Banzhuang was so frightened that he was trembling all over, knowing that he was probably in danger, so he just kowtowed and begged for mercy... (Second update)