Shi Yan knew that he had to give him a surprise, otherwise he wouldn't know what he was doing.
laugh
Raising his hand to swing his sword, it was as fast as lightning outside the house, and just right.
As if calculated, a bolt of lightning fell at this moment.
Let everyone see it clearly and clearly.
Click
The moment the thunder ceased, the person fell to the ground, his head rolling.
The rock raised its foot, and its head flew out, heading straight for Bu Suanzi's chest.
Perhaps out of fear, Bu Suanzi caught the head in a hurry.
But after catching it, I woke up.
His hands trembled, and his head fell to his feet.
Just rolling at the feet of the fortune teller.
Bu Suanzi looked down, their eyes met, with a look of reluctance, despair, and fear.
A person died just like that, and in front of so many people.
Even in front of the guy sitting upright.
"ah!"
With a heart-rending scream, Bu Suanzi stepped back, almost falling, but finally stood still.
Pretending to be calm, he secretly turned around and looked at the man sitting on the chair behind him.
Scared!
Lost your temper!
Afraid of that person being angry with him.
Seeing that the latter didn't move at all, he quickly wiped the cold sweat from his face.
"You bastard, you dare to mess around when you get here, do you have anyone else in your eyes?"
Bu Suanzi jumped up and shouted, "You must make up for it." He pointed at the nose of the rock and shouted!
That bossy attitude is really like a clown performing.
"Haha...a bunch of clowns, they know how to yell. Come on, come to my place and give it a try."
Shi Yan shook the long sword in his hand and pointed at the divination operator.
Laughing loudly on purpose.
The rock figured out that this guy was doing it on purpose, trying to use this method to arouse hatred between him and the people in the room.
Although it can be seen at a glance, there is no need for the rock to expose him.
It's meaningless. What are you doing in this room? Isn't it just a fight?
You can say whatever you like, but in the end it's going to be a fight.
"What an arrogant guy, go to hell!"
On the left side of the rock, a man in gold clothes took an unconvinced step forward and struck the rock with a long sword in his hand.
Since he has already taken action and killed one of his own people, there is no need to be polite, just kill him.
The idea is good, but you also need to have the ability.
Obviously this person overestimated his ability and underestimated the terror of the rock.
when
With a sound, the sword flew out of his hand.
Rock sneered, took another step forward, and swiped the long sword in his hand across his neck.
Push the man with the other hand.
"Uh uh uh"
The man quickly backed up and covered his neck with his hands, trying to cover his neck where blood was gushing out, but there was nothing he could do!
When Guai screamed and stood still, his chest was already flushed.
He looked down in disbelief, then collapsed softly to the ground, twitched a few times and died.
"Come on, come on, come on, if you don't kill him, we are all done."
The divination operator took this opportunity to take over his duties.
He loudly ordered the men in gold, his voice hoarse, and the atmosphere suddenly turned to freezing point.
Infected by his emotions, men in gold clothes immediately appeared, not just one, but several together.
The man sitting on the golden chair frowned and glanced at the fortune teller.
This is a sensible person, and he also sees that Fortune Teller is taking advantage of people like him.
However, Shi Yan's attitude made him unhappy. Although he understood the divination operator's intention, he did not stop his men.
Seeing so many people under his command going out, he knew that public anger would never be quelled, so he didn't say anything.
He looked up and down at the rock. Only then did he really see the rock as his opponent.
As arrogant as he is, when will someone knock on his door to find trouble?
And in his eyes, Rock's behavior was arrogant enough.
"snort!"
Rock snorted coldly and spun in. He was originally here to kill people.
Especially that guy, Fortune Teller, will never let you go.
clanging noise
Swords and swords clashed, figures were like dragons, taking their time, and rocks weaved among the crowd.
The cultivation level at the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment Realm, reaching this point, can be regarded as a true test.
There is an urgent need to see how much combat effectiveness there will be after the cultivation level is improved.
Have a comprehensive assessment of yourself so that you can use your strength in future battles.
A long sword, killing in all directions.
Wherever he passed, there were almost no enemies.
With the improvement of cultivation level, the combat power also increases, and these people can no longer resist it.
It can be said that the current rock is invincible in the same world, at least when it does not encounter that kind of monster.
After all, these people are basically ordinary monks, but they have a better background.
Of course, Rock didn't want to give them a chance.
After all, he knew that these people had a lot of treasures on them.
Once you give them a chance to show off, you may suffer a loss.
Therefore, he also tried his best to attack as fast and violently as possible, aiming to kill these people with one blow and finish them off in the shortest time.
These people really cooperated with him, and few of them used life-saving means.
Even if it is used, it will bring disaster to Chiyu and it will be a disservice.
In the end, let the rocks take full advantage, and waste less and accomplish more.
Tingfeng Bianying is useless, the battle is over.
Rock shook his sword with blood on it, stood among the messy corpses, and slowly raised his head.
Because he knew that person had not moved anywhere, maybe he was maintaining his identity.
Don't bother attacking yourself with those people.
I want to be a conceited, pushy guy.
When Rock turned his head to look, he commented on that person in his heart.
He's not going to come like this guy.
Turn around and face the man sitting on the golden chair.
His eyes were cold and stern, and he shook his hand to shake off the blood on the sword.
Silence fell.
For a while.
Giggle
The sound of trembling bones colliding is particularly clear in such an environment.
Yan Yan's eyes followed, and he saw Bu Suanzi raising his hand to wipe the blood on his face that was thrown by Yan Yan's sword, but with his trembling hand, he wiped it several times without success.
Instead, the rattling of bones became clearer.
The man sitting in the chair also saw it, and suddenly frowned, with a hint of anger at the corner of his mouth.
Is this guy so cowardly?
It was you who encouraged your men to take action, and it is you who are now scared to death.
He looks like a complete loser.
Bu Suanzi immediately felt that the other party's anger seemed to be directed at him.
He wanted to try harder and wipe away the blood, but his trembling hands betrayed him.
In the end, he didn't wipe it clean. He lowered his head and backed away in fear.
Unexpectedly, he tripped over a stump of a limb and fell to the ground.
"ah!"
With a scream, he used his hands and feet to get up, but he was in a hurry.
The hands and feet were covered with fresh blood, making them suddenly slippery.
crackling
After struggling for a while, I couldn't stand up.
His face showed even more fear.
"Haha, coward! Look! If you are with such people, you are in the same group! A bunch of weaklings!"
Rock laughed loudly and pointed at the divination operator, implying that you, like him, are all a group of cowards and weaklings.
People who are not the same will not get together.
He took a few steps forward, raising his sword as if to strike.
frighten
In front of these people, in front of the man in the golden chair.
What is a slap in the face? This is to slap you red.
"ah!"
Bu Suanzi held his head in his hands, as if the rock was really struck by a long sword.
He kicked his feet wildly and hurriedly hid towards the man on the golden chair.
Snapped
The man sitting on the golden chair slapped the armrest angrily, and his other hand had already covered the armrest on the other side.
Huffing and puffing.
But miraculously he could hold it back, and his buttocks that had left the chair sat back down again.
Bu Suanzi, who held his head in his hands, looked really miserable, but at this moment of tension.
A pair of eyes secretly peeked from the sleeves of the robe towards the man sitting on the chair.
Seeing that the latter was about to take action, he suddenly became happy.
But that's all. Suddenly, he saw the man sitting back in the chair, and his face hidden by the sleeves of his robe suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.
"Killing, killing, he's going to kill us all!"
Bu Suanzi put one hand on the ground and pointed at the rock with the other and shouted, looking extremely frightened.
But what he said was inciting hatred. Why did he kill everyone before he started?
But all the men in gold clothes in the room believed it, and their swords and weapons were all pointed at the rock.
The rock looked at the divination operator and felt suspicious for a moment. Why did he think this person was faking it?
I feel like this person is too insidious.
But if you want to settle accounts with him again, you can't.
This guy hid in the back, and except for the man in gold who was sitting, everyone else was mobilized by him.
Emotions are contagious.
That kind of fear and anger was amplified by the divination operator at the right time.
This fully inspired the fighting motivation and courage of the men in gold clothes in the room.
This guy is an expert at mobilizing others. He can manipulate these people just by showing off and talking.
And no one has noticed yet.
You must know that no one in this room listens to him. On the contrary, these people are all people who can make the Beast Control Palace fight for them.
But some people like this were silently influenced by him and became his swords and guns.
Instead of the Beast Taming Palace, they have to listen to them.
The price is just to act crazy and act stupid, and become a coward that is despised.
But those men in golden clothes bleed and sacrificed their lives for him. The key is that they don't know what happened.
I just feel like I have to do this and should do this.
When the battle begins, swords and swords clash, refusing to give in to each other.
But for the current rock, such a battle is just a little troublesome.
The cultivation level at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm is really not comparable to these people. After all, the fighting instinct and the foundation of walking in life and death are there.
There is no way these dudes can be compared.
Although these people are indeed not weak and have various impressive inheritances, they are still not enough to face the rocks.
It's even a bit ridiculous, because they died before they could use any means to save their lives.
There are so many treasures that are of no use, just standing and fighting with a lot of blood and courage.
Maybe there are some things that cannot be used in such an occasion.
The result, of course, was death on the spot.
Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft
The sound of a sharp blade entering the body was accompanied by screams one after another.
At the end, Rock saw that there was only a man in gold sitting on a chair in the room.
Not even the divination operator saw it.
At a strange moment, I heard footsteps coming from behind.
Turning his head to look, he couldn't hold back his laughter.
I saw Bu Suanzi running out of the house like a frightened rabbit and disappeared into the wind, rain and lightning.
