Chapter 490 (1/2)
To choose to speak at this time is to be hard to the end. People on both sides are shocked.
”Don't worry, younger martial brother. Let them go. There are more of them than us. Once we start, the consequences are unpredictable. We can't have any more casualties.”
Fan Xi didn't make a sound, but chose to communicate with an Sudong, the meaning of which is self-evident.
”It's OK, elder martial brother. I promise we won't die alone. They will die if we die!”
Ansudong walked forward, while transmitting sound, every step was like the wind, very domineering!
”Who are you? How dare you be so rampant? Don't you know who I am?”
The friar Yinrou, who was going to leave, stopped after hearing an Sudong's words and looked at an Sudong. He couldn't believe his ears.
”I don't care which human demon you are. You don't want to leave here today. I want you to pay for your blood and get the punishment you deserve!”
With this saying, people on both sides opened their mouths. They spoke too hard. They could imagine how angry the monk in Shennong holy land would be.
The monk lying on the ground was in tears. Naturally, he knew that an Sudong was doing it for himself, but he was worried about the situation.
”Well, boy, you're really a toaster. I'll give you your name. I won't kill the nameless ghost.”
Friar Yinrou's eyes twitched violently. He hated people saying that he was a human demon. Those who dared to say that before were dead and could not die any more. Now an Sudong dared to scold in front of so many people, and his narrow peach blossom eyes suddenly turned red.
Looking at the other party's anger, an Sudong smiles in his heart. Just now, he scolded him deliberately. The purpose is to arouse the other party's anger and lose his sense. Now it seems that the purpose has been achieved. ”My name is an Sudong. Do you want to fight with me?”
”An Sudong... OK, today I will let you die miserably. My name is Xu Zhixian. Don't forget to go to hell to tell the Lord of hell!”
Seeing that an Sudong was still smiling, Xu Zhixian's face was deformed and twisted. With a clap of his hand, a xylophone appeared in his hand. Then with his fingers, transparent wind blades were ejected from the strings.
Looking at the way he plucked the strings with his orchid fingers, an Sudong felt a chill.
The silent wind blade is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it's in front of an Sudong. Xu Zhixian's face shows a cruel smile. He seems to have seen an Sudong torn to pieces by the wind blade.
”Jingle, jingle!”
However, the scene he expected didn't happen. The banishment sword array turned gently and easily blocked these attacks. There was no trace left on the banishment sword.
Xu Zhixian was shocked for a moment, then he was angry and laughed: ”no wonder you dare to stand out. There are two brushes, but this is just the beginning!”
With that, fingers flying, like playing music, wind blades flying back to ansu East.
The banished immortal sword array stood still in front of an Sudong. No matter how dense the wind blade was, it couldn't get through. The wind blade collided with the blade and made a crisp click.
After a while, the consumption of spiritual power made Xu Zhixian's forehead full of sweat. On the other hand, an Sudong was in a state of self-expression, which made the two monks in the audience feel confused.
”Who is this man? How can he be so powerful? I've never heard of an Sudong's name!”
”You see Dong Feng's eyes, there is some worship, this person is certainly not a simple person!”
”There is another cruel man in Penglai holy land, more fierce than elder martial brother fan!”
”That's not necessarily true. Although he is strong, I think he is a young man.”
”Ha ha, you go to lengtouqing to have a look. This elder martial brother has a sense of justice, and he is so powerful. He can't eat grapes and says that grapes are sour.”