"Catch this boy, take these two women back to play with for a few days, and then give them to the master as blood food!"
Behind Song Yu, Li Hansu and Fei Peng were trembling with fear.
"Hey, look, this little girl is scared." A Guangfu Hall disciple with a pockmarked face saw Fei Peng's pale face and teased arrogantly: "Don't be afraid, girl, don't be afraid. After tonight, I promise you Miss us every day.”
The lead dwarf man's eyes greedily scanned the two women, "Yes, if it weren't for that evil spirit, there would be no need for us to be so worried like mice. It's been killing me lately."
Feipeng grew up in the Qing Commercial Department. Although he was from a lowly position, his life was much better than that of ordinary servants. The people I come into contact with every day are scholars of etiquette and music. I have never heard of such filthy and vulgar language. Biting her already white lips, she kept trembling.
These people's bodies and faces were dirty, and they were obviously homeless. They looked like a group of pigs that had escaped from a pigsty, which made Fei Peng feel sick.
"Boy, if you surrender, I can let your soul go back, as long as you keep the puppet. If you don't obey."
Song Yu waved the halberd and interrupted him with a loud shout, "Come if you want, there's so much nonsense!"
The guy with the pockmarked face probably wanted to take credit, so he walked out eagerly. He held a pair of big scissors and opened and closed them proudly in front of Song Yu. It seemed to be a demonstration against Song Yu and the others. There seems to be poison on the sharp saw teeth
"Come on! Watch me cut off your head!" After saying that, he opened the scissors on his pockmarked face and walked over with a sinister smile. The others looked on, laughing like wild dogs.
Song Yu took a step back calmly, while Fang Tian drew his halberd in front of him to protect the two women. He raised his machine arm slightly.
The pockmarked face smiled, "Why do you want to surrender?"
But the short fat man seemed to be aware of the danger, and just as he was about to warn him, he heard the sound of a machine lock being pressed, and a black shadow shot out in an instant.
In less than a blink of an eye, there was a muffled sound, the pockmarked face fell backwards, and he died instantly. After everyone was shocked, they saw that a long nail of more than an inch was stuck on his forehead.
"You actually have a machine hand!" When the short fat man saw this machine hand, he thought of the God of Death Hell. A few months ago, he entered the sect and almost slaughtered all the elders. They, the human disciples, also suffered numerous casualties. In the end, if the sect leader hadn't taken action to repel it, the entire Guangfu Hall would have been wiped out.
"Machine operator!" When everyone heard this word, they instinctively thought of the prisoner.
The short fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be afraid! He is not an agent of the prison, but an ordinary product bought in the fairy city! You dare to kill my disciple of Guangfu Hall! I will kill you today!"
Everyone in Guangfu Hall had put away their joking expressions and looked at Song Yu solemnly. I didn't expect this puppet man to have such methods.
Song Yu looked at the short fat man's pig liver expression and said sarcastically: "Come if you want, do you dare?"
The short fat man's face darkened and he shouted, "Come on!"
Everyone in Guangfu Hall received the order and gathered around. Song Yu protected the two women and retreated slowly. Li Hansu also pulled out a short sword and made a desperate gesture.
Song Yu saw her being so decisive, "Well done! But don't worry, they can't touch you as long as I'm here!" Song Yu whispered to Li Hansu.
The little girl looked at Song Yu and nodded bravely! suddenly came into my heart
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I felt a different kind of emotion.
"Yeah!" At this time, two Guangfutang disciples had already reached in front of them. One of them howled and jumped up, trying to crush Song Yu with the top of Mount Tai.
"Seeking death!" Song Yu casually waved the big halberd and knocked him to the ground. The sharp branch cut his throat. Seeing that his companion was killed instantly, the other man hurriedly lowered his head to pass the euphorbia, rushed within three feet of Song Yu, and stabbed Song Yu in the chest with a serrated knife.
"Go back!" Song Yu shouted loudly, without taking back the halberd, and punched him in the face. There was a click, and the man's facial bones were shattered and his entire face was sunken. At this time, he was not dead yet, still breathing, and his body was shaking due to severe pain. Song Yu raised his foot and kicked him three feet high. The man fell to the ground and died instantly.
Fei Peng and Li Hansu were both shocked. They didn't expect Song Yu to be so strong.
Before they could recover, three Guangfutang disciples had already rushed forward. Song Yu's great halberd swept across them, knocking the two of them away first. They hit a rock and suffered a brain fracture. The last one was captured by Song Yu's trap. The poisonous nail shot through the neck. The poison instantly turned his face black and purple, and he died within a few breaths.
"Who else wants to die? Come up yourself." Song Yu looked around coldly like a god of murder. Seeing that the people in Guangfu Hall were already timid, only the short fat man turned purple with anger.
The short fat man kicked the butt of a disciple who was retreating, and shouted: "Go! Destroy him!"
The man glanced at the short fat man with a sad face, and had no choice but to rush up. Before he had taken a few steps, a head rolled to his feet, so frightened that he immediately peed his pants.
Song Yu's euphorbia was like an airtight wall, firmly blocking the space between the Guangfu Hall disciples and the two women.
Li Hansu looked at Song Yu's majestic back, his heartbeat quickened with excitement, but only a third of it was because of fear.
Song Yu's euphorbia is the best weapon in Shanshui Lingze's arsenal. Although everyone in Guangfu Hall is a practitioner, the weapons in their hands are all ordinary, and there is nothing they can do against Song Yu for a while. They were afraid of Song Yu, but they were also afraid of the anger of the senior brother behind them, so they had a tacit understanding that they would only work but not exert any effort.
The short fat man soon discovered the clues and roared angrily: "You bunch of pigs, catch those two women first, I think they won't submit!"
The disciples of Guangfu Hall woke up from a dream and quickly stabilized. Several people stepped forward to drag Song Yu, and a few others went around behind the two women, preparing to wait for an opportunity to arrest them.
"You want to arrest someone!?" Song Yu also felt angry. If it weren't for protecting the two women, these people wouldn't be enough for him to kill.
The two disciples took advantage of Song Yu's distraction to take care of the two girls, quietly took out the soft whip, threw it out with a roar, and the whip was slightly wrapped around Song Yu's halberd.
"pull!"
The two were overjoyed and pulled back violently, trying to snatch Song Yu's weapon away.
"Ah!" Song Yu roared, waving the halberd with both arms, and the two of them flew up with him. The two of them were so frightened and panicked that they let go of the long whip, but Song Yu snatched it away instead.
At this moment, Song Yu was shocked when he heard Fei Peng scream behind him. When he looked back, he saw that a Guangfu Hall disciple had almost rushed in front of Li Hansu.
"Damn it!" Song Yu hurriedly raised his arm and killed the man with a poisonous nail. But several disciples behind him took the opportunity to rush over. A muscular man holding a serrated knife came towards Song Yu's neck. When Li Hansu saw it, he got the courage from nowhere and actually threw himself behind Song Yu, wanting to protect him. he
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"Get out of the way!" Song Yu frowned and dragged her behind him, but the serrated knife had already been slashed on his neck.
When the man saw that the attack was successful, he screamed in excitement and suddenly pulled the sword towards him, trying to saw off Song Yu's head alive.
When Li Hansu saw this scene, his face instantly turned pale and he couldn't help but close his eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore, regretting his impulse. But after waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Yu standing in front of him intact, with the strong man's neck still held in his hand. The man's eyes bulged out due to stagnation of energy.
When Humpty Dumpty saw that even the weapons could not hurt the puppet, he was at a loss for what to do. The weapons of these human disciples are all distributed internally, and they are not magical weapons. Song Yu's body was made of fine materials and carefully forged by Xiaoyu. Ordinary weapons were just like scratching his itch.
"If you don't retreat, don't leave today."
Song Yu squeezed the man's neck with all his strength and kicked his body in front of the short fat man.
"You..." The short fat man was so frightened that the dead ghost on the ground was not much less capable than himself, but he was beaten by this puppet and was unable to fight back.
"Still not leaving yet!" Song Yu shouted while glaring at them.
"I...have offended you so much, let's retreat now."
"Get out!" Song Yu shouted.
Short Dumpty was about to surrender when he heard a rustling sound coming from the woods behind him.
"Who is so arrogant? I really want to see him."
"Master!" He turned around in surprise and saw two old men walking out of the forest.
When Song Yu saw them, his eyes shrank slightly, "Is this a monster!?"
He followed Song Xin late and had not experienced the previous battle with Guangfutang. However, they have also heard Huang Skin and Half Bone mention it, and they have also seen the corpses of monsters. Judging from the appearance of these two old men, they are transformed young demons. They all have heads like rice dumplings and big eyes. One has dark skin and is short in stature; the other has green skin and extremely long arms.
"Can't two women take it? It's useless!" One of the old men spoke, his voice shrill, like a poor musician plucking the strings with his iron nails, making an unpleasant noise.
"Useless things." Another old man's voice sounded like an urn was placed on his head.
They walked past the short fat man and glared at him fiercely. Among them, the green-faced old man walked slowly a foot in front of Song Yu and stopped. A pair of eyes looked him up and down, but did not even look at Fei Peng and Li Hansu behind him.
"You are a puppet, is your master Song Xin?"
Song Yu just looked at him without saying a word. Secretly squeezing the iron rod of the spurge in his hand, he knew that this old man was not so easy to deal with. Besides, there is another one behind him.
"Well, you can't speak?" The old man was stunned, and then the short fat man behind him said hurriedly: "Elder Mi, he can speak! Our weapons can't hurt him."
The green-faced elder Mi nodded, "Are you willing to be my puppet? If you agree, I can let these two women live and not eat them."
Song Yu stared at his unusually large eyes, smiled coldly and said: "A mere monster dares to speak so brazenly. You want to be my master, are you worthy of it!?"
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