Chapter 911

"You said that yourself. Everyone listen. I didn't force him at all!"

When Fang Yue saw this guy say so, he had a plan in mind.

"Yes, it's hard to catch up with me once I say a word!"

The saint of the organizer of the Beidou dispute promised that even if Fang Yue was so cunning, he could defeat the leader, but he could not offend the saint!

"Tyrone? A good name, but it falls on you. It's a pity!"

Fang Yue looked at Talon with some regret. Talon's brain burst.

The boy deserves to be beaten. If it falls on his head, he must be beaten to death.

Fang Yue said with a smile: "I'd like to introduce myself. I'm not talented. I have many identities. One of them is a part-time ghost in the local government, which specializes in interrogating the soul."

Fang Yue's palm beckoned.

A group of souls came to him blankly. All of them were disciples of the organizer of the Beidou battle, which was forced by talon.

Their faces were ferocious, and their pain before death remained on their faces.

Fang Yue makes them manifest and can appear in front of the living people for a short time.

"These people are the souls of those who have just died. I'd like to interview them. Was it to be loyal to the organizer of the Beidou dispute when they died?"

Fang Yue's mouth was always filled with a faint smile.

The scene was extremely shocking.

Even if the big sun king was suspended in the air and controlled the overall situation, he had to separate his attention and fall on Fang Yue's little devil.

Human ghost difference, what does this identity represent? He knows better. It represents the recognition of the underworld. There will always be one or two such characters in every era.

Perhaps at the beginning, such characters have no reputation, but they are often the ones who go to the end.

People recognized by the underworld have never been secular in the real sense.

Dari Wang knew that Fang Yue was very demanding, but he never thought that he could be excellent to this extent!

At the same time, Talon's face was green. He didn't even calculate that Fang Yue would be a human ghost from the hell.

None of the billion people have this identity.

Even, Talon heard last time that ghosts haunted the world, which was 3000 years ago!

"Hum, it's just a magic trick. I dare to teach others in front of me. How can this ghost in the world fall on you, a nobody!"

The identity of the human ghost of dairi Wang fangyue cannot be recognized.

Because once recognized, he would be a provocation to the underworld!

"Yes, this must be a magic trick. There are ghosts in the world. What a noble identity. It's not a talented person. Who can bear it? How can it be an identity that an unknown person like you can have!"

Among the organizers of the Beidou dispute, some people spoke in support of talon.

There was a faint smile on Talon's mouth.

Whether you are true or false, as long as I say you are false, you are false.

"Really?"

Fang Yue did not have the slightest anger because of Talon's sophistry, and he was too lazy to confirm his identity, because even if there were irrefutable evidence, Talon would still use all kinds of unreasonable methods to justify.

Fang Yue glanced at the guy who spoke for Talon just now.

Do you dare to join in the strength of the third layer of rotation territory?

Fang Yue hooked his fingers, the guy's eyes were straight, and his soul was separated from his body.

Fang Yue revealed his soul so that everyone around him could see it.

I saw that the man's eyes had no look, and even his soul was light.

Tyrone was frightened, and the others were even more hairy.

In fact, they already believe 80% of Fang Yue's identity.

It is true that every generation of human ghosts are amazing, but the question is, can't Fang Yue deserve the word amazing?

Even, only the identity of human ghost can explain why he is so strong, strong to the point of metamorphosis.

"I'm really not a ghost on earth. I'm just an ordinary practitioner and proficient in some magic tricks! Therefore, all my means are fantasy death. The death of the disciple of the organizer of the Beidou dispute is not a real death. He just experienced a terrible illusion."

Fang Yue said with a smile and hooked the soul of the disciples of the organizer of the Beidou dispute into his hands. Then his hands rubbed slightly. The soul of the disciples of the organizer of the Beidou dispute became a pile of ashes and disappeared.

stigmata.

Everyone has this word in their mind.

Although everyone often mentions this word, they don't have corresponding intuitive feelings on weekdays.

This time, they finally really saw what it was like to be scared.

The disciples of the organizer of the Beidou dispute are not dead, but their own consciousness has disappeared forever.

The shock of Fang Yue's skill just now made many people's spirit even produce a slight trance.

Tyrone was speechless. He was not only angry, but also a trace of fear.

This fear stems from the fear of life and death.

Fang Yue is really a ghost in the world. This is a sacred and inviolable identity. Who knows what cards he still holds in his hands!

If you really do it to yourself. Fang Yue may really be able to kill himself.

Tyrone's heart was anxious and terrified.

Fang Yue suddenly changed his mind when he looked at the shocked and frightened faces of those people and horses in the organizer of the Beidou dispute.

He originally wanted to awaken the soul consciousness of the disciples of the organizers of the Beidou battle, and then let them stand up and accuse talon, but now it seems that this method is still a little too complicated. Nothing is as straightforward and direct as the soul.

Fang Yue hooked his fingers again and crushed the souls of the disciples of the organizer of the Beidou dispute to ashes one by one.

One by one, he walked in front of Fang Yue and died. Even the people on the other side of the universe were angry at it.

Fang Yue has been included in the list that they can't easily provoke.

He is absolutely a madman. If he can't die at one blow, the revenge will be terrible!

If you die on the battlefield, you will die without regret.

Even if they are scared, people will not have much fear.

However, Fang Yue manipulated his soul and let them come and die one by one.

Such a scene shocked people's soul. Death is worthless and meaningless.

"Fang Yue, stop!"

Talon became angry and wanted to stop Fang Yue.

"Don't be angry, saint. I'm just an illusion! There are no ghosts in the world. Life and death are illusions. Why care so much!"

Fang Yue still smiles.

But there was no affinity and temperature in his smile.

In the eyes of the organizers of the Beidou battle, he is a terrible devil, more terrible than death!

In this way, dozens of talented disciples of the Beidou dispute came to Fang Yue one by one and ended their lives by him!

Like a * * concentration camp, Fang Yue became an out and out soul butcher!

Those disciples who are still standing in front of the curtain of fire are in a dilemma!

The disciples of the organizer of the Beidou battle are really terrible, but if they are really burned by the fire, not only their flesh will be destroyed without leaving a whole body, but even their soul will be crushed into ashes by Fang Yue. This is a more terrible result.

"Saint talon, your disciples of the Beidou struggle are all dead. It's magnificent. You must transport their body ashes and soul ashes back for heavy burial. Otherwise, how can you live up to their blood!"

Fang Yue looked at Talon with provocation in his eyes.

Tyrone's teeth itched with hate, but there was nothing he could do.

At this juncture, he did not dare to make a move. Once he made a move, he immediately attracted a scuffle among the three saints.

It's ok if they win, but if they lose, they will be the sinner of the organizer of the Beidou struggle!

Fang Yue, alone, has awed the thousands of troops of the organizer of the Beidou dispute. Even the saints dare not move forward. If this matter is publicized, their old faces will be lost.

"Warriors, please die!"

Fang Yue turned his head and looked at the disciples of the organizer of the hundred number dilemma Beidou dispute in front of the curtain of fire.

He has no pity on these people.

If they break into the palace of the great sun, they will not spare themselves.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to yourself.

Fang Yue knows this very well.

So there is no pity for these people.

"Fang Yue, that's enough!"

Seeing Fang Yue's aggressive pressure, Talon finally made up his mind.

"If you do this again, even if you pay a certain price, we will destroy your separation."

Talon opened his mouth, and his voice was angry. If his eyes could kill, Fang Yue must have shot through his heart now.

"If you say enough, that's enough? But why should I listen to you! Pay a certain price to kill me. Is this your ultimatum to me again?"

Fang Yue's smile grew cold.

The organizers of the Beidou dispute repeatedly treated him unfairly, made difficulties for him, and even designed a frame to kill him.

This time, he is revenge.

Avenge those who have wrongs!

In Fang Yue's cold eyes, there was a faint bright light flowing.

Tyrone's heart is shaking.

"I'm a noble saint, unparalleled through the ages. In terms of the level of life, I'm countless times higher than this Fang Yue. In terms of cultivation experience, this Fang Yue is also not my opponent! How can I be captured by his momentum? I'm a dragon, a God, a mole ant and a common custom!"

Tyrone, cheer yourself up.

He must not be overwhelmed by Fang Yue's aura this time.

However, the past has backfired.

No matter what Talon said to himself in his heart, when he saw Fang Yue's cold eyes, he always had a feeling of being stared at by snakes and scorpions!

"Fang Yue can't stay! He must die here! Otherwise, when he grows up, I'm afraid the organizer of the Beidou struggle will have no place in this world!"

Deep in Talon's heart, his emotions rolled like waves.