Chapter 99 Abuse of the Three Unexplained
All the hidden weapons were blocked one by one.
Yang Yun's coercion belonging to a titled Douluo instantly overwhelmed everyone present, unable to stand, and they knelt on the ground with their hands on the ground.
Everyone’s muscles and bones made a crackling sound.
Looking at the Eight Spider Spears on Tang San's back, a ray of light flashed deep in his eyes; the eight spider spears' bloodthirsty was just enough to amplify the distracting thoughts in the immortal herbs that Tang San had absorbed.
Keep it for now, and then harvest it after Yasan continues to feed it to a higher level.
Now even the divine power himself can deal with it. Even the priest is not an invincible enemy in front of Yang Yun at this moment.
But this Yakuza is very courageous and dares to sneak attack on himself.
Yan Qiang Zhongli slashed the eight spider spears from Tang San's back without hesitation, and directly smashed the eight spider spears into pieces instead of the spear tip blade.
The severe pain stimulated Tang San's nerves, causing him to cry out in pain off guard.
Beads of sweat suddenly accumulated all over my head.
“Ah!” Tang San roared towards the ground in pain; the veins on his body were curled up like old tree roots coiled around his body.
Flanders saw it but did not dare to say a word. In the face of absolute strength, anything more would be false and empty.
It is impossible to suppress people by status.
The sect of the Star Luo Empire has a close personal relationship with Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire; the relationship is so good that they can embrace each other enthusiastically.
Compared with the superior prince, there is no way he would offend Yang Yun, a super Douluo, for a Shrek team from the countryside.
Not to mention that behind this person is a new sect that is not inferior to any of the above three sects.
The most important thing at this time is to be patient.
Flanders was glad that Yu Xiaoan was unconscious after fainting, otherwise he didn’t know how angry he would be.
With a wave of his hand, he put away the Eight Spider Spears.
These Eight Spider Spear fragments contain extremely poisonous substances and should be worth studying for Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi.
Don’t waste it if you can use it.
It’s a pity that Xingluo Lingzhu and Wangchuan Qiu Shuilu cannot be dug out from Tang San’s mouth.
It can be seen that the Shura God in the God Realm may have been aware of the changes in this plane, and is intervening in the affairs of this plane through various methods.
The departure of the Slaughter King of the Slaughter City was once, but the two fairy grasses in Tang San's body this time were another matter.
well? No, there is still a familiar smell. Damn, all the black jade sacred bamboos have been eaten.
Where do you get so much fairy grass?
Yang Yun used his mental power to check the fairy grass in the space again, and could only be surprised at how shameless and weird God Shura was.
It was actually possible for the Blue Silver King and those Blue Silver Grasses to use their cultivation and vitality to produce fairy herbs.
Rub!
It's really disgusting. If I hadn't been strong enough, I might have capsized in the gutter.
In my case, I, Fallen Heart Flame, would have been wary of God before I added the soul ring. Now it seems that no matter how weird it is, just come on.
God is just a person with a stronger level.
Yang Yun only put one foot on Tang San's face and dismantled all the hidden weapons on his body one by one; those that could not be dismantled were directly melted violently and turned into a pool of molten iron and stuck to Zha San's face. skin surface.
But this time, Tang San held back his words; it was just that his whole body was already red and warm.
Yang Yun sneered disdainfully: "Where are you? Your uncle Tang Xiao led people to my Potian Sect to cause trouble; he was killed by a random elder under my command, and the inherited soul bones of the Haotian Sect were still there. It’s with me, the elder of Potian Sect.”
“I’m just collecting some interest from you, and you’ll have a better time in the future. But don’t be overwhelmed and think about committing suicide; otherwise I will be quite boring. ."
As he spoke, Yang Yun's feet fiercely printed the pattern of his soles on Tang San's face. He looked around with some boredom, but saw no sign of other soul masters at all; he shook his head with a "tsk, tsk, tsk" sound.
"What a pity. I thought Tang Hao would jump out to help you avoid this humiliation; I didn't expect that the legendary Haotian Douluo turned out to be a coward and didn't dare to confront me head-on. A coward; quite rubbish.”
"By the way, your great-grandfather, Tang Chen, claimed to be invincible on the ground. He couldn't take more than two shots in my hand before he vomited blood and was defeated by me. Do you think it's ridiculous? How dare you claim to be invincible on the ground?"
"Chi! ”
Seeing that the surrounding soul power didn’t fluctuate at all, it seemed that Tang Hao was really not here; he had tried very hard to imitate the bloody plot of his previous life and slapped him in the face, but the effect didn’t seem to be very good.
Or maybe Tang Hao is really not nearby.
If you don’t even protect your most important son, where will he appear? He can't go back to Haotian Sect.
It's impossible for Jian Yutang to have no news at all.
Yang Yun looked at the people around him, all of them were too angry to take a breath, suppressed by his own pressure.
I can’t help but find it a little funny, what kind of ghost mentality is there in those who write about pretending to be slapped in the face and being jumped in the face.
With the power of absolute suppression, how come you still have the time and patience to listen to those scum talking so much nonsense in front of you.
My own coercion can make a soul saint like Flanders lower his head and even his martial soul cannot possess him.
Not to mention Dai Mubai and these little girls.
Without my own permission, I can't even make big movements while breathing, I can only suck oxygen in small sips.
Ning Rongrong asked cautiously: "Sect Master Yang, do you want to sell the fairy herbs?"
Yang Yun glared at Ning Rongrong angrily and said, "You little brat. If you can afford it, come over and ask for the price. It's better to ask your father to come and talk to me."
After that, he smoothed the shoe print pattern on Tang San's face, turning it into a bright red patch. .
Lifting his feet, Yang Yun said unceremoniously: "It's dirty, wipe it for me."
Xiao Wu consciously took out a handkerchief to help Yang Yun clean the soles of the shoes without looking at the bottom. Because Tang San looked at Tang San with wide eyes in shock.
"Xiao Wu, what kind of torture have you experienced to be tortured like this?"
Yang Yun kicked Yashan between the legs without hesitation.
Deadly chicken fight!
"Are you speechless? What are you arguing about? In my Potian Sect, she is well fed and fed, and she has gained weight. You say I abused her? You are throwing dirty water on my sect, right?"
Yang Yun took the opportunity to add another kick.
Yasan covered his crotch with both hands and his whole body was arched in pain, like a cooked prawn.
Hong Wen’s body became even redder.
Yang Yun spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on Tang San's face, and even Tang San, who was screaming in pain, opened his mouth wide and sucked in some of it.
Fortunately, Yang Yun did not see such a disgusting scene.
"Xiao Wu, let's go; you did a good job today. I'll reward you with more baguettes and cream puffs when I go back tonight."
"Eat, I can satisfy you a little bit It’s a small wish!”
Yang Yun said with a smile, and Xiao Wu, who was trying her best not to look at Tang San, had a little hope in her eyes.
Without any time to leave a few words or more news, he turned around and left with Yang Yun.
She knew very well that she could only come back if she felt comfortable serving Yang Yun.
Even back alone.
(End of this chapter)