"You bastard! You are asking for death!"
Fang Wuhai was stunned for a moment, then became furious, his pale and feminine face bursting with endless murderous intent, his eyes full of blood.
What kind of character is he? The dignified third figure in the Feitian Bandit Group, known as the murderous and ruthless Three Ghost Lord.
Now, he is being despised by Fei Ren, a small casual cultivator of unknown origin, and he is still called a eunuch?
"die!"
The energy around him erupted like a volcano, and instantly the evil energy shot straight into the sky. The next moment, Fang Wuhai also stretched out his long and sharp claws and struck at Fei Ren's throat.
Fang Wuhai had no intention of holding back this claw, and all his strength at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm exploded.
In an instant, Quanzong and several bandits on the side subconsciously gave way, as if they were frightened by the infinite energy and evil aura of the other party.
"careful!"
Quanzong exhaled subconsciously.
Uh-huh!
However, what surprised him was that before the opponent's claws could reach him, Fei Ren's figure disappeared from the place, like a wisp of smoke.
This guy is missing? !
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and Fang Wuhai's face froze.
"Damn eunuch, your grandpa is here!"
Suddenly there was a sneer from behind, and the next moment Fei Ren's fist also struck. The fist wind brought shadows, mixed with the cold purple energy, like the shadow of a purple dragon.
Bang! Boom...!
Being attacked on the back, Fang Wuhai was also worried. In panic, he also turned around and punched out. Two powerful sources of energy and fist force collided fiercely. In an instant, the sky was filled with dust and the surrounding area was turned into a mess. .
Whoosh!
With the help of the reaction force of Yuan Li's fight, Fang Wuhai jumped into the air, and then landed steadily on the sand beside him.
It seemed that he was not seriously injured.
"Damn eunuch, your response is pretty good..."
The blow failed, Fei Ren didn't care, and just showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "But, the next step is the beginning...!"
"Drink...ah!"
Opening his arms outwards, Fei Ren's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and then he looked up to the sky and let out a roar. His whole body erupted with an astonishing force of energy. Weird purple lines spread all over his body in an instant. At this moment, the light enveloped him. A phantom of a purple dragon also appeared behind him, like a human dragon coming to the world!
Overlord Demon Pattern!
Thirty-five in total!
At this moment, Fei Ren had no intention of holding back, but instead unleashed all his strength.
Because he really wants to know how strong he is now!
"What is he doing?!"
Seeing the changes in Fei Ren, Fang Wuhai's expression changed instantly.
At this moment, the opponent's Yuanli momentum not only increased several times, but was far greater than him! Like a furious ferocious beast that has been dormant for a long time!
"Such... such an astonishing fluctuation in Yuan Power, is he really only at the seventh level of the Martial King Realm!"
As for the whole sect on the side, they were already dumbfounded. For a moment, they did not take advantage of the chaos to escape, but just stayed in place.
"Let's end it..."
Fei Ren, whose whole body was shrouded in purple light and strange lines, let out a breath of turbid air, and his tone became even colder.
"The Overlord opens the mountain!"
Bang!
Fei Ren punched the ground hard, and instantly the energy swept across all directions, causing sand and dust to rise everywhere!
Boom! Rumble....!
Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the earth and the mountains, the purple dragon broke free from Fei Ren's shackles at the next moment. Like a dragon entering the sea, it exploded instantly, covering an area of several hundred meters in radius.
Ahhh..! ah...!
For a time, there were screams and explosions, and countless bandits were killed one after another, or turned into flesh and blood, with no bones left.
"escape!"
This was the only thought that flashed through Fang Wuhai's mind, but before he could move, the next moment he was also swallowed up by the explosion of the purple dragon, and the figure disappeared in it.
Rumble....!
After an unknown amount of time passed, the power of the Overlord's magic pattern gradually dissipated, the sand and dust dispersed, and a strong and pungent smell of blood also hit the face. The corpses of bandits were everywhere, making it a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Fei Ren withdrew his energy, and an extremely strong feeling of weakness suddenly hit him. After all, draining away the power of thirty-five Overlord Demon Patterns at once was a heavy load on his body.
"This damn eunuch's life is quite tough..."
Fei Ren frowned slightly and turned to look at the sand dunes not far away.
"Damn...!"
I saw that Fang Wuhai was weak. At this moment, he was kneeling on his knees. His hands were shaking uncontrollably. Traces of blood slipped from his arms and soaked in the blood-red sand. The broken skull mask revealed most of his pale face. He was in a miserable state. Unbearable, obviously seriously injured.
Although Fang Wuhai escaped by luck, the bandits under him were not so lucky. They instantly fell to the ground dead and wounded, and blood flowed into rivers for a while. They were obviously affected by the residual power of Fei Ren's "Overlord Kaishan".
After all, these bandits are not very strong. In front of Fei Ren, who is at the seventh level of the Martial King Realm, they are as vulnerable as paper tigers!
"Pfft!"
"Wow...!"
He spat out another mouthful of blood. Fang Wuhai seemed to have lost his strength due to his severe injuries. The hands that were originally supporting his body went limp in an instant, and he fell to the ground again. He looked extremely embarrassed. The majesty of the three ghost masters of the Flying Bandits Group was completely gone. Nothing left.
"Who is this kid?!"
Suffering severe injuries, Fang Wuhai's heart was filled with deep fear at this moment, and there was no blood on his pale face. .
At this moment, he finally noticed the real aura of death in the other person's body, and Fang Wuhai had only seen this fatal feeling in his sworn brother, the second ghost master and the big ghost master before!
"Dead...all dead?!"
"On his own! This person actually did it?!"
Not far away, Quan Zong, who had also narrowly escaped death, hurriedly dug out of the sand pit, wiped the dust from his face, and looked at the tragic scene of a river of blood in front of him with a look of horror.
"The Flying Bandits, the so-called Three Ghost Lords, are nothing more than that."
Just when Fang Wuhai was frightened, Fei Ren jumped up and landed in front of him at the next moment. He glanced at him with a condescending gaze, his eyes full of ridicule.
Although Fang Wuhai's strength is good and he can compete with the tenth level master of the Martial King Realm, but against him, it is still difficult to escape death!
"No, don't kill me! I can give you any treasure or wealth as long as you can spare my life!"
"Please! I am the three ghost masters of the Feitian Bandit Group, and I have countless treasures at my disposal. Even spiritual treasures and Yuan stones can be anything!"
When death was imminent, Fang Wuhai completely let go of his airs and dignity, and actually stepped forward and hugged Fei Ren's calf, with pleading and fear on his pale face.
In the face of death, no one can avoid fear, even the murderous and bloodthirsty Fang Wuhai.
"Treasure? Wealth?"
"I do not need."
Fei Ren raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Besides, if I kill you, I can get these treasures as well as wealth."
"Young brat!...I am the third ghost master of the Feitian Bandit Group. If you dare to kill me, my sworn brother and second brother will not let you go!"
"Baby! You are dead...! I will be waiting for you in hell...!"
Seeing that there was no hope of survival, Fang Wuhai's face suddenly changed, and he instantly became extremely crazy and cruel. He screamed and looked at Fei Ren with hatred in his eyes.
Click!
The next moment, Fang Wuhai's shouting stopped.
Fei Ren raised his hand and twisted Fang Wuhai's neck, then pocketed the spiritual ring left on him.
"Damn eunuch, there is so much nonsense..."
"There are so many people who want to kill me, let's see if they have the ability..."
Withdrawing his hands and standing, Fei Ren glanced at Fang Wuhai's cold body.
He didn't take it seriously about the sworn brothers Fang Wuhai said, the Big Ghost Master and the Second Ghost Master of the Feitian Bandit Group, and soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth.
No matter who comes, as long as they are enemies with him, they will be killed together!
This is his martial arts!
"call....!"
After taking care of Fang Wuhai, Fei Renqing took a deep breath, and then used the Immortal Refining Cauldron in his body's Dantian to absorb all the energy and blood essence left behind by Fang Wuhai's body and turn it into his own use.
Although Fang Wuhai is only at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, even if he absorbs the opponent's Yuanli and Qi and blood essence, it will not improve Fei Ren much, but ant meat is also meat, which is better than nothing.
