He seemed very indifferent. The two young couple cultivators in front of him did not have strong magical aura, and they were not at the same level as the four of them!
Fu Yang took a step forward in "panic", protected Wei Ke behind him, and said sternly: "What do you want to do? We are very powerful in China. I am only in my twenties, and I have already reached the level of Master Sanlu."
level. My Taoist companion is already a real person in Erlu. My demon pet is also a demon king."
Performance!
Keep up the show!
Oscar level acting!
The aura of a dandy in the cultivation world that is both proud and arrogant, but also a little uneasy, and yet strong on the outside but incompetent on the inside, was brought out to the fullest by Fu Yang.
Both Mr. Xiong and Wei Ke were stunned...
Of course Elder Simba knew what Fu Yang meant by Sanlu Zhenren - the Sanyu Wise Man equivalent to their Mayans. Although in the age of proving the end of the Dharma, having such strength at such a young age is already considered outstanding. But with them
In comparison, it is really too weak!
Ha ha ha ha!
Aba laughed wildly, his eyes bursting with cold gaze, and he glanced back and forth at them. He said: "Since you are Chinese, you should know that you Chinese have a saying, which is called sitting in a well and looking at the sky. The three of you are sitting in the well.
Little frog. Come on, let’s feel what it means to be powerful.”
After saying that, he no longer concealed the pressure of his aura, and the power of the Seven Feathered Wise Man surged out.
boom!!!
A pillar of mana invisible to the naked eye rose into the sky from Aba's body. The surrounding air was almost compressed to the point where it was visible to the naked eye, spreading out like circles of ripples.
In the narrow alley, strong winds swept through the air, filling the air with smoke and dust. The gravel on the ground was blown everywhere...
Kick, kick, kick!
Fu Yang took several steps back in "panic", with a "horrified" expression on his face, and shouted hoarsely: "Qi Lu Zhenren's level? So powerful! Too strong! Even in China, Qi Lu Zhenren's level
Strong men are also very rare. How is it possible?"
Mr. Xiong's heart: "Fake! Master... I can't help it anymore. I really want to laugh. Hold it back, you must hold it back! You can't ruin something big."
This damn fat cat wanted to laugh again, but he had to hold it back with all his strength. So his whole body kept trembling, and he made a strange sound of "wuwuwu" from his mouth.
After hearing this, Abba was even more disdainful: "Look, this cat monster is obviously frightened and overwhelmed. It is trembling all over and making strange noises. It is already extremely frightened! Boy, you two husband and wife directly
Kneel down and beg for mercy, and become our slaves willingly. Perhaps, you can be spared your life."
"Honey……"
Wei Ke showed a timid expression and gently tugged on Fu Yang's sleeves. That expression made me feel pity for him. It was so beautiful that it made Xiba feel a little soft-hearted and wanted to let them go.
She advised Fu Yang: "Let's beg for mercy. Although our cultivation is pretty good among the younger generation, when we meet such a truly powerful boss, we are like ants. These four seniors are so powerful.
, anyone can kill us with one finger."
After saying that, Wei Ke also took the initiative to say to Aba: "We, husband and wife, and the demon pet are willing to be the slaves of several seniors. Please forgive our disrespect."
Mr. Xiong's heart: "Fake! Is even the Queen's acting skills so superb? No, no, no, I can't admit defeat. My acting skills are not inferior to those of the Oscar-winning actor."
Thinking of this, it jumped out of Fu Yang's arms and lay on the ground, its tail swaying from side to side. It made a whimpering sound, begging for mercy, and looked very pitiful.
But no one noticed that this damn fat cat was secretly staring at Elder Simba and others...butt! I wonder if he was wondering, after using them, whether it is more fun to use catfish or poisonous snakes, cactus?
Not bad!
Elder Simba stroked his long beard: "This cat monster knows the general situation. It knows how to help its master to beg for mercy. In this case, there is no need to kneel down and beg for mercy. Xiba, use your magic to control
Live in their souls.”
yes!
Xiba stepped forward and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Don't be afraid, you two, we are not vicious bad guys, we are just for the strength of our own clan. Therefore, enslaving you two will not do anything evil. It's just that we are not evil.
When we enter the Jianghu Imperial Palace to get the eight-foot magatama, we need your help. The matter is of great importance, and only by becoming a soul-locking slave can we be absolutely loyal."
With that said, he took action!
Buzz buzz... chirp chirp!
A trembling sound sounded, mixed with sharp and loud bird calls. Pieces of blade-like feathers appeared on Xiba's arms. The nose also became a bit sharp and aquiline, and the position of the shoulder blades on the back also had
The protrusions are like wings... The whole person's temperament is like an eagle spreading its wings.
That’s right!
In the ancient city of Tikal, he was indeed called the "Eagle Wise Man" because he cultivated the power of the ancient Maya's eagle guardianship.
Eagle Guardian is one of the most loyal attendants of the legendary Quetzalcoatl. It is a powerful magical beast in the legend!
Whoosh!
Xiba moved as if an eagle was flying across the sky. He was extremely fast and was in front of Fu Yang and the others in an instant. Then his eyes flashed - as sharp as an eagle.
The next moment, three feather marks emerged from the center of his forehead.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The mark really condensed into three feathers, flew out of the body, and penetrated into the hearts of Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Master Xiong respectively!
Fu Yang felt a strange magic power, like a cold stream of water, flowing into his heart along his blood. He wanted to occupy the entire heart in one fell swoop, and then fill and wrap around his entire soul like a spider web.
"Oh? Is this the secret technique of the Mayans? It's really interesting. This thing is more similar to some Chinese puppet techniques. They use mana to entangle the soul according to a certain trajectory, and then control and enslave the other party to become one's own
Open the puppet or slave. But why does it contain a touch of evil spirit?"
Fu Yang sensed the magic feather that Xiba had penetrated into his heart, and did not block it. He allowed the other party to decompose into countless threads, tightly wrapping around his soul.
He has no fear at all!
Because Xiba's magic is much inferior to some of the top forbidden arts of some Chinese evil ways. In essence, it only uses its own magic power to suppress the opponent. It has no effect on practitioners who are higher than themselves...
…
As long as Fu Yang is willing and has a thought, he doesn't have to use magic. The strength of his soul alone can instantly shatter all the threads wrapped around his soul. It's so easy!
The same goes for Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong... In their eyes, this kind of pediatric soul control technique is like a college student looking at elementary school students' homework questions.
Of course, on the surface, they still pretended to be horrified, especially Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong, wailing and crying. It was a great acting competition!
Elder Simba and others looked at them expressionlessly. After a while, he picked up the wooden staff in his hand and said coldly: "Have you cried enough? After all, he is also a powerful practitioner far beyond ordinary people. He is crying.
What kind of thing? You three have become our slaves, you should be happy."
Fu Yang tried his best to pretend to be "ashen-faced" and said with grief and anger: "What you said is nice! Since I am enslaved by you, I am just an ant stealing a few more days. When you are almost ready, you will definitely force yourself."
You broke into the Edo Imperial Palace, right? When the time comes, we will support you."