Chapter 882

"Fuyang is really asking for hardships. The hall master is not what it used to be now, and the three of them are simply here to die."

"The soul puppets are no match, and they dare to come to seize the ancient power of the palace master."

"It's really stupid."

Ye Tianwei and others continued to ridicule, and their faces showed schadenfreude smiles.

They may have been afraid of Fuyang's strength before, but now it is different. There are hundreds of Feng Wuchen's soul puppets, and there are dozens of people in the God Transformation Realm alone.

There are only three people in Fuyang, and Fuyang is only at the fourth level of the God Transformation Realm.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

In the fierce battle, the three of Fuyang were madly suppressed by the soul puppets all the way, and they were defeated and retreated, and they had no power to fight.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen sneered fiercely: "Fuyang, your strength is not enough to see."

"Stinky boy! I didn't expect you to have such a powerful soul body!" Fu Yang gritted his teeth and roared, his face was hideous, and his flesh twitched violently.

Fu Yang had already regretted it, but it was too late to regret it now.

The soul puppet is unconscious, and completely obeys the order to launch a ferocious and ruthless attack on the enemy, showing no mercy.

In just a few minutes, the three of Fuyang were injured, and they were not opponents of the soul puppet at all.

If you want to escape, it is impossible, and now you can only transform into a huge body and forcibly fight against the soul puppet.

The attacks of the three of Fuyang had no effect at all. The more they fought, the more frightened and miserable they became.

"Let's go!" Fu Yang shouted, panicking and escaping.

The three did not dare to stop at all, and when they found an opportunity, they flew at full speed and fled.

The three powerhouses of the wicked race were so frightened that they fled. If this was spread out, the three of them would be embarrassed.

"Haha! I was so scared that I ran for my life!" Huan Yang couldn't help laughing.

"Palace Master, let them go." Beidou Yan shouted loudly.

"Since you're here, why bother to leave?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, Feng Wuchen never thought of letting the three of them leave.

"Shhhhhh!"

As soon as his thoughts moved, Feng Wuchen was another soul puppet, and black shadows shot out of the Nine Heavens Tower.

Before the three Fuyang escaped, there were more than a dozen soul puppets in front of them who intercepted them.

"What?" The expressions of the three of them changed drastically.

"All... all of them are in the God Transformation Realm..." One person said in fear, trembling all over.

"There are so many soul bodies in the God Transformation Realm, how is this possible!"

The three of Fuyang were terrified and completely shocked. They thought they could easily win Feng Wuchen, but they did not expect that they would fall into a desperate situation first.

More than a dozen souls in the God Transformation Realm scared Fuyang and the three of them into disarray.

With such a terrifying lineup, Fuyang and the three have no chance of winning.

At this moment, Fu Yang instantly regretted it, but it seems that it is too late to escape now.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Pfft!"

More than a dozen soul puppets, under the control of Feng Wuchen, launched a frantic attack on the three of Fuyang, who vomited blood one after another, and their injuries quickly aggravated.

"Good fight!"

"Hit me hard! Hit me to death!"

"Palace Master, smash them first and then kill them!"

Beidouyan and the others shouted in relief, Ling Xiaoxiao and Lanyue also shouted.

Recalling the scene of encountering Fuyang in the Yanhuang Tago Desert and being chased by Fuyang, they couldn't help but be angry.

Now that there is such a good opportunity for revenge, how could they miss it?

Soul puppets have no human emotions, and are completely murder tools.

In less than two minutes, Fuyang's three people were seriously injured, their skin was blue and their faces were swollen, like pigs' heads.

awful! Very miserable!

"Stop fighting! Feng Wuchen, stop fighting!"

The voice of Fuyang begging for mercy suddenly came, although it was very quiet, but Feng Wuchen and the others heard it.

"Stop! Stop!" The other two also shouted in panic.

If they don't beg for mercy and continue to beat like this, the three of them will be beaten to death.

"It's too quiet, I didn't hear it!" Feng Wuchen teased.

"Feng Wuchen! Please forgive us." One person said in horror, his injuries were getting worse and worse, and he could no longer hold it.

"Speak louder, haven't you eaten yet?" Nangong Zhan sneered.

"Forgive me! Feng Wuchen! Stop it!" Fuyang shouted in horror.

"Speak louder!" Ye Tianwei yelled.

"Forgive your life! Forgive your life!" Fu Yang yelled.

"It turned out to be begging for mercy." Beidouyan looked like he had just heard it clearly, and then sneered: "When you were in the desert, weren't you very arrogant and arrogant? How can you change your grandson to beg for mercy now?"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Feng Wuchen, spare your life! Hit me again and I will die!" Fuyang begged for mercy in fear, and now his bowels are green with regret.

"Feng Wuchen, forgive me! We are just following orders." The other two kept begging for mercy.

"Humph! When he was in the Yanhuang Tago Desert, he almost died at his hands, the hall master, must not spare him!" Beidouyan said fiercely and angrily.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "They came to die by themselves, so of course I want to fulfill them."

"Feng Wuchen! Let them stop!" Fu Yangqi's panic roar came.

However, Feng Wuchen did not hear it at all.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ahhh!"

"Buzz!"

More than a dozen soul puppets kept beating violently, and the three of Fuyang couldn't help screaming one after another, and they hit the ground from high altitude.

The terrifying force shook the ground violently, and a large pit was hollowed out.

The frenzied beating, the bones of Fuyang and the three of them were shattered, the taste of the endless pain spreading all over the body was more uncomfortable than death.

In the end, the begging for mercy and the screams of the three of Fuyang disappeared, and the breath was pitifully weak.

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and all the soul puppets returned to the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda.

"It's actually still alive, really resistant to fighting." Beidouyan sneered proudly.

Looking at Fu Yang, who was seriously injured, Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, "I didn't expect you to have such a day, right? It seems that God asked me to get rid of you personally."

"You...you killed me, evil...the wicked people will never let you go..." Fu Yang struggled, extremely weak, pale, half-open eyes full of resentment and despair.

"If that's the case, then I'll kill you first!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and slammed it down without hesitation.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Seeing that Feng Wuchen really dared to make a move, Fu Yang was desperate, Feng Wuchen's palm quickly enlarged in his eyes, and finally there was a bang, the domineering and terrifying power directly dented Fu Yang's chest. go down.

The terrifying power shattered all the internal organs in Fuyang's body.

"You... how dare you..." Fuyang glared at Feng Wuchen in despair, but before the words were finished, he would never be able to speak in this life. (To be continued)