My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 28 I'm Disappointed in You
Buzz!
The air is shaking!
Someone drew a sword, someone drew a knife.

Some people took off their pants directly, took out hidden weapons one by one from the pants, and spun and cut them crazily.

Afterwards, he flew directly towards Mozun Pavilion.

His eyes were full of greed.

In the final analysis, their so-called hate speech before was all a cover-up, and what really made them kill was nothing more than their inner greed.

Dozens of Demon Cultists arrived like a dark cloud.

Some people walked against the sky, some people had lotus flowers blooming on their heads, and all the coercion enveloped Fang Yang.

Fang Yang was originally lowering his head, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, perhaps feeling the stirring murderous intent, he raised his head.

Squinting at this scene, he shook his head.

"I really thought that the people who killed me would be like crucian carp crossing the river when the clock rang, but I didn't expect that there were only you little shrimps. I am very disappointed..."

In a word, everyone was taken aback.

Inexplicably a little uneasy.

But soon, a burst of wild laughter sounded.

"Mozun, don't play tricks on me. You are indeed insane now, and you have fallen to the level of a third-rank master. Have you seen this soul-suppressing stone? It has absorbed too much of your twilight energy and has turned black, proving your strength." Your mind has been severely injured, can you still pretend to be angry?"

"Be obedient and die. After you die, I will take care of Princess Zhennan for you."

The extremely ugly Zhang Sheng sneered, holding the black stone in his hand.

The greed in my heart has risen to the extreme.

The moment he saw the stone, the Demon Cultists who were a little uneasy just now calmed down instantly.

"The soul stone changes color, this devil is dead!"

"Kill him, grab the treasure, and grab Zhennan Princess!"

"..."

Everyone gritted their teeth secretly, with hideous expressions, pressing on Fang Yang who was standing on the clock of life.

Even now, they are still shrouded in the deterrence of the Demon Lord, not daring to be too presumptuous.

Fang Yang saw the timidity of these people, shook his head, his black hair was fluttering, and crushed the Mozun card in his hand.

As the Mozun card shattered, a familiar yet unfamiliar force surged out from the depths of his body.

The darkness is spreading, and the power is recovering.

In the void behind him, a majestic figure several feet high slowly emerged.

The figure was black all over, with its eyes closed.

Almost exactly the same as Fang Yang.

Just standing there, a cold aura emanates from his body, which can almost freeze the void.

And behind the figure, there are four leaves spinning crazily, and each leaf contains a terrifying power.

"Four Leaf Dharmakaya, hasn't the devil been severely injured? How can he still cast Dharmakaya?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this is fake!"

"No, we were fooled! Run away!
"Soul-relief stones can't be faked, Zhang Sheng is such an ugly thing, he must have teamed up with the devil and made a deliberate trick to deceive us!"

"Ugly things must die!"

"..."

Everyone scolded angrily and fled in all directions.

There is no way, every difference in realm between practitioners is equivalent to a mountain.

Demon Venerable in the realm of Four Leaf Dharmakaya is almost invincible in the entire Tang Kingdom, so how can they fight against it?
The black crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

Fang Yang shook his head, eyes full of indifference.

While the black hair fluttered, he said coldly in front of everyone.

"You seem to have forgotten that the reason why the Devil's Cult is invincible to Tang is not because of how strong the Devil's Cult is, but because I, the Blood Rain Demon Lord, am very strong!"

boom!
He grabbed it with one hand, and there was a gust of wind.

The huge dharma body directly pinched a Demon Cultist.

With a light grip, the Demon Cultist collapsed and died on the spot.

Bones shattered, blood spurted, and that was just the beginning.

Under the law body, no one can stop it.

Not to mention someone as strong as Blood Rain Demon Lord?
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Fang Yang's body kept flickering, and the dharma body shot again and again.

No matter what realm the Demon Cultists were in, they were like ants in front of him, easily crushed to death!
There was blood rain in the sky, and the blood dripped and fell on the ground. Accompanied by the screams, it looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Destroy the dead, thunderous.

It didn't take long for these Demon Cultists who jumped out to be slaughtered by Fang Yang.

Broken corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed outside Mozun Pavilion.

Sliding down from the hall along the cracks in the bricks.

People can't help but think of that sentence.

The Mozun Pavilion was built with blood and white bones. The throne of the Mozun means killing!
A moment later, Fang Yang stood on the Cangsheng Clock again, his face still pale, with blood on his mouth.

But at this moment, no one dared to question his majesty.

Instead, trembling, like walking on thin ice.

He lowered his head obediently, not even daring to look at Mozun.

Even Zhang Sheng didn't pay attention to the ugly things those people just bite one by one, his face turned pale.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground, in front of Fang Yang.

I can't wait to lick Fang Yang's shoes directly.

He slapped himself across the face.

"Mozun, I was wrong, I made a big mistake in a single thought, please spare my life."

"I promise I won't dare again..."

He begged bitterly, suppressing the anger and hatred in his eyes, but his heart was cold.

Then...

Swish!
Accompanied by an afterimage flickering.

In an instant, a figure appeared in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"Don't you dare? It's boring!"

"It stands to reason that you have made countless contributions to the Demon Sect, so I should indeed forgive you, but do you remember what I taught you earlier?"

"Cut the grass, you need to get rid of the roots!"

Fang Yang murmured word by word, just holding the opponent's neck like this, and lifted him up.

Zhang Sheng kept struggling, and the black long sword with some spirituality behind him wanted to resist at first.

Fang Yang took a look and burst on the spot.

It turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yang pointed his finger, and a black silk thread flew out from between his fingers and shot into the center of Zhang Sheng's eyebrows.
As soon as the silk thread enters, it is like a seed, taking root and sprouting, spreading continuously,
Soon it grew into a towering tree, frantically tearing at Zhang Sheng's body and meridians, causing his skin to crack almost every inch, bleeding continuously.

"what!!!"

Zhang Sheng screamed in agony.

His face was extremely pale, but Fang Yang said indifferently.

"This is called the magic thread. It is a small method of mine. It will live when it sees blood, and then it will grow wildly. The growing process often brings great pain."

"I was too lazy to use this trick at first, but you shouldn't have set your mind on the princess. You shouldn't have used a book of the basic skills of the devil's sect to bribe the subordinates to test me. This is the biggest thing for me. insult!"

"So, let's go on the road obediently!"

It's sizzling!It's sizzling!
The magic thread was growing crazily, and Zhang Sheng was in pain.

His face was extremely hideous.

It feels like a big tree is growing in his body, and his flesh and blood is the nutrient of the big tree.

Just like that, in this extreme pain, his consciousness gradually blurred, and only one thought filled his mind.

When did you use the basic skills of the Demon Sect to bribe your subordinates?
　Why do I feel that the writing of this plot is not smooth, let me talk about my feelings after chasing here, it is very uncomfortable
　　
　
(End of this chapter)