Peerless Demonic Lord Chapter 1191: The Remnant of the Fog League
From beginning to end, let the disciple’s dagger hit Fu Jun’s chest and cut his clothes. He didn’t frown, until Mo Yang finished the second half of his sentence. Suddenly he sank, staring at Mo Yang fiercely: "Mo Yang, dare you!"
"Haha, why don't I dare?" Mo Yang smiled wildly, grabbing Fu Jun's chin with one hand, and looking around, sneered: "Fu Jun, you haven't thought about it, you will have this too One day, haha, in fact, I never thought that I, who was turned away by you, will one day pull you off the horse by myself."
Fu Jun looked terrifying, his whole body was trembling, almost shocked with all his strength, breaking free from the surrounding disciples, and rushing towards Mo Yang frantically: "Mo Yang, I will die with you!" /
Mo Yang's face-pig-pig-island-small-speaking-www--dismissed him, standing still and did not put Fu Jun in his eyes at all: "It's up to you?"
After speaking, he hooked his little finger.
Boom!
With a loud noise, a strong man jumped out from behind him, hit Fu Jun's face with a punch, and directly shot Fu Jun out several tens of meters.
The terrifying penetrability even shook the ground out of the gully.
"What an amazing power!"
The disciples who watched from the periphery all sucked air-conditioning. As long as they are discerning people, they can see the blow of the strong man just now. They did not use any martial arts. They did it purely with brute force. Now Fu Jun already has it. Jiutian Initial Stage can knock Jiutian Initial Stage into the air by pure brute force, so there is also Jiutian peak, right?
"He is Zhang Yan, the strange power of Mingdian, right?"
"Well! It's amazing! This time the Wumeng is really going to be destroyed."
"Brother Fu Jun! Brother!"
When the disciples of Wumeng saw Fu Jun being knocked into the air, they all roared with tears.
"Mo Yang, you beast, if you weren't taken in by Brother Fu Jun, you would have been beaten to death by those guys in the Creation Mission. I didn't expect you to be so kind and revenge today!" Youqing eyes are red. Like a wild wolf who has lost sex.
Mo Yang looked at him after hearing the words, pondered for a while, and suddenly patted his forehead: "Oh, yes, don’t you tell me, I almost forgot that there was something like this, so I, I wanted him in the end Fate? This can be regarded as repaying him!"
"You...!" Youqing jaw bite tightly.
Shen Fengchun stood behind him and said coldly: "You Qing, don't talk nonsense with him, this kind of guy who is inferior to pigs and dogs, it's useless for you to say anything to him, it's all because we were blind to save him. ."
After hearing this, Mo Yang's face changed slightly, and he glared at Shen Fengchun: "Shen Fengchun, you don't show up here, hehe, okay, then I will take the knife from you first!"
"Hahaha! Okay, come on!" Shen Fengchun suddenly laughed wildly. He didn't show the slightest timidity, but rather indifferent, as if he had already looked down on everything, and pointed his **** at Mo Yang: "Mo Yang, you will listen to Lao Tzu. Well, I was born as a member of the Wumeng, and death is a ghost of the Wumeng. In this life, I accidentally planted it on your hands. I will admit it. Come on, kill me. If I frown, I Not a man!"
Dunhuang smiled behind him: "Chunzi, in this life, this is the first time we have the same ideas, Mo Yang, come on, our Wumeng is not afraid of you, and I advise you, you better kill us now , Don’t leave any future troubles, otherwise, you can’t kill us today. Sooner or later we will kill you. Even if you kill you today, you will be remembered by Lao Tzu. We are waiting for you below, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later."
Shen Fengchun laughed wildly: "Haha, good brother, let's wait on Huangquan together and see how he died."
The two voices were very strong. Hundreds of disciples in the Wug League were suddenly ignited with blood: "Yes, we in the Wug League are not afraid of death. We are the people of the Wug League, and death is the ghost of the Wug League! "
"Birth is a person from the Wumeng, and death is a ghost from the Wumen!"
"Birth is a person from the Wumeng, and death is a ghost from the Wumen!"
"Birth is a person from the Wumeng, and death is a ghost from the Wumen!"
The deafening sound reverberated throughout the Desolate Beast mountain range, resounding throughout the outer domain.
Many of the disciples present were stunned, and the disciples of Mingdian could no longer control the scene.
Mo Yang's face was gloomy, and he stared at Shen Fengchun angrily. Suddenly, he smiled weirdly: "Hehe, okay, it's like a person from the Wug League, and death is a ghost from the Wug League, but I'm afraid it's just Think about it this way, some people may not be willing to be a ghost with you!"
"Mo Yang, what do you mean!" You Qing roared behind.
"What do I mean? Don't worry, you will know right away." Mo Yang laughed, clapped his hands and shouted: "Come on, bring everyone up to me!"
As soon as the voice fell, from the periphery of the crowd, a group of disciples in Mingdian costumes walked into the crowd. Each of them detained a scarred disciple, and brought this group of disciples to the front of the Wumeng people.
Seeing these disciples, the faces of Fu Jun and others suddenly became grim: "Six!"
"Fifth!"
"Zhang Xi!"
"You are all alive!?"
Yes, all of the disciples who were escorted up were all former disciples of the Wumeng. When the Wumeng headquarters was strangled before, Fu Jun thought they were all killed by Mingdian, but they were still alive. And they were living so unbearably, watching the injuries on their bodies, Fu Jun unwavebering clenched his fists, slightly sharp nails pierced the flesh and blood, and blood dripped on the cracked gully.
"Mo Yang, you must die!" The disciples of the Wumeng roared.
"Haha, I don’t want to die, I don’t care, maybe I really don’t want to die, but so what? It’s better to die than to live, at least I’m still alive now, I can eat delicious, drink spicy and win It's me, hahaha, even if you die, you will die in front of me." Mo Yang's smile became more and more violent, more and more ferocious, suddenly, he reached out his hand and pointed at the group of captured Wu League disciples He scolded: "Hehe, slaves, if you want to live, kill them now, kill one person, I will let you kill, kill two, I will allow you to join the palace and kill three people , I will let you be high-ranking officials and the emperors of Outland! But...if not, you will die with them!"
The audience exploded upon hearing Mo Yang's words.
All the disciples' eyes widened, this is really vicious.
Fu Jun and the others are about to burst their blood vessels, shouting wildly: "Mo Yang, you beast!"
"Hahaha, scold it, scold it, whatever you scold, I want to see how strong your Fog League is, and how many can be like you, willing to coexist and die with your Fog League! "Mo Yang laughed excitedly.
The eyes of the group of Wu League captives who were ordered were stunned, and with an expression of disbelief, they froze in place at a loss.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. They only have more than a hundred people. In other words, you can survive at most one hundred people, but you have more than seven hundred people in total. , You think about it slowly, don't worry." Mo Yang smiled again, sitting on the stone pier beside him and started watching the show.
After hearing this, the eyes of the prisoners changed, and many prisoners couldn't help but start to waver.
"Idiot! What do you think! Do you really think that if you kill us, the beast will let you go? Don't shame us in the fog league, even die, but also be like a man, dead upright ! This is my Wu League person!" Shen Fengchun roared.
"But, but, but according to what he said, how much it is possible to survive."
"Yes, I can't die, I can't die, I don't want to die yet!"
"Haha, yes, yes, yes, you don't have to believe it, but you may still live if you believe it, if you don't believe it, you must die!" Mo Yang clapped his hands and applauded.
"Idiot!" Shen Fengchun was anxious.
Suddenly, a disciple stepped forward and stepped to Shen Fengchun's body. He took out a sharp blade with a trembling palm, and said tremblingly: "Chun, Brother Chun, I, I still don't want to die. I grew up. Poverty, when I joined Wumeng, I just wanted my daughter-in-law to live a good life and stop being blinded by outsiders. I, I really can’t die. My daughter-in-law is still pregnant. I have never seen my child, me, me, me...!"
He choked up, but suddenly he raised his head suddenly, raised the dagger in his hand high, and cried: "So, I'm sorry Brother Chun!"
"Zhang Ludan!"
Seeing this scene, Fu Jun shouted hoarsely in the distance. Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Shen Fengchun's throat, his whole body was limp on the ground, and his fist hit the ground hard.
"Why...why...how could it become like this!"
"Brother Jun!" Suddenly, Shen Fengchun turned around. He ignored the dagger, and smiled at Fu Jun indifferently: "Brother Jun, don't do this. If you are like this, brothers feel uncomfortable! "
"Brother Jun, do you know that I have never served anyone in my life, I have served two people, one is you, in this life, I will recognize you as a big brother, a brother for a lifetime, thank you for letting me Join Wumeng and give me a home."
"The other is the Qin Shi kid, haha, damn, he is really awesome, don't worry, I believe that sooner or later, he will definitely come back to avenge us, have you forgotten? He left. What I said during the chaotic domain, shit, chaotic domain, I was blind at the beginning, it’s okay, brother Jun, in fact, it’s not bad, I’m dying, it’s very troublesome for our brothers to understand, let us brothers know, Who is the real brother, and who is the dog-like dog on weekdays."
Fu Jun looked at Shen Fengchun weakly: "Chunzi!"
Shen Fengchun shook his head with a chuckle~IndoMTL.com~ Soon his eyes floated across Youqing, Dunhuang, Ye Ling, Wumeng and others: "Okay, brothers, this is the end of my life. , Dunhuang, don’t keep arguing with me in your next life, you are not my opponent either, hahaha, brothers, I’ll take a step ahead, I’m waiting for you on the road, and I will open the way for you!"
Everyone is unwavebering's clenched fists, mourning.
Dunhuang smiled blankly: "Idiot, I will let you today, don't worry, brother will not let you be alone on Huangquan Road, I will be with you right away!"
The dagger is getting closer and closer. Shen Fengchun turned around and looked at the disciple named Zhang Ludan: "You will regret it."
Immediately, he closed his eyes slowly.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, followed by a splash of hot blood sprayed on Shen Fengchun's face, dyeing his Wumeng long gown red, and the audience was silent, like a dead silence. The disciples who saw this scene were all dumbfounded for a while.