Chapter 882

"Fu Yang is really asking for hardship. The Lord of the temple is not what he used to be. He just came to die with the three of them."

"The soul puppets can't be defeated. They dare to seize the archaic power of the temple master."

"It's stupid."

Ye Tianwei and others continued to ridicule, and their faces showed a schadenfreude smile one after another.

They may have been afraid of Fuyang's strength before, but now they are different. There are hundreds of soul puppets in fengwuchen, and there are dozens of people in huashenjing alone.

There are only three people in Fuyang, and Fuyang is only the four levels of transforming the state of God.

"Boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

In the fierce battle, the three Fu Yang were madly suppressed by the soul puppets all the way, and they were defeated step by step. They had no fighting power at all.

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

"Son of a bitch! I didn't expect you to have such a strong soul Fu Yang gnawed his teeth and roared, his face was ferocious, and his flesh twitched violently.

Fu Yang has already regretted, but now it is too late to regret.

The soul puppet was unconscious and completely obedient to orders and launched a ferocious and merciless attack on the enemy.

In just a few minutes, all three of them were injured. They were not the opponents of the soul puppet at all.

If you want to escape, it is impossible. Now you can only imagine a huge body and fight against the soul puppet.

The attack of the three Fuyang people did not work at all. The more they fought, the more frightened they were, the more miserable they were.

"Let's go!" Fu Yang yells, panicking to escape.

Three people dare not have the slightest stop, find the opportunity to fly away at full speed.

The three strongmen of the villain clan are scared to run away. If this is spread out, I'm afraid the three of them will be shameless.

"Ha ha! I'm scared to run for my life Huan Yang couldn't help laughing.

"Lord, let them go." Big Dipper Yan big shout a way.

"Now that you're here, why rush off?" Wind Wuchen Sen cold way, eyes twinkle with fierce murderous gas, Feng Wuchen never thought to let them three leave.

"Whew, whew!"

When the idea moved, Feng Wuchen once again manipulated other soul puppets, and black shadows burst out from the nine heaven and earth pagoda.

Before Fuyang's escape, there were more than ten puppets in front of them.

"What?" The three changed greatly.

"All... All of them are the state of transforming God..." one man was afraid, and his whole body was shaking.

"How can it be that there are so many spiritual bodies in the divine realm?"

The three people in Fuyang were so frightened that they were completely shocked. They thought they could easily take down the wind without dust, but they didn't expect that they were in a desperate situation first.

More than a dozen changed the spirit and soul of Fuyang, and they were scared out of their wits.

Such a terrible lineup, the three Fuyang have no chance of winning.

This moment, Fu Yang instant regret, but now want to escape, seems to have been late.

"Boom boom!"

"Poof, poof!"

More than a dozen soul puppets, under the control of fengwuchen, launched a crazy attack on Fuyang three people. Fuyang three people vomited blood one after another, and the injury quickly aggravated.

"Good fight!"

"Hit me hard! Fight to death

"Lord of the temple, beat them first and then kill them!"

Beidou Yan and others roar, Ling Xiaoxiao and LAN Yue also shout.

Recalling the scene of meeting Fuyang and being chased and killed by Fuyang in Yanhuang Tago desert, they couldn't help their anger.

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

The soul puppet has no emotion and is a tool of killing.

In less than two minutes, Fu Yang was seriously injured. His skin was blue and his face was swollen. Like a pig's head, he was beaten by more than a dozen powerful people in the spirit world. He didn't even have a chance to fight.

Miserable! Very miserable!

"Stop fighting! The wind is clean, stop fighting! "

The voice of Fuyang begging for mercy came suddenly. Although it was very low, they heard the wind and dust.

"Stop it! Stop it The other two screamed in panic.

If we don't beg for mercy and continue to fight like this, the three of them will surely be killed alive.

"It's too low. I didn't hear it!" The wind has no dust.

"The wind is clean! Please spare us. " One person panic way, the injury is more and more serious, look to be unable to hold on.

"Speak up, didn't you eat?" Nangong Zhan sneered.

"Spare me! The wind is clean! Stop it Fu Yang cried out in horror.

"Speak up!" Ye Tianwei exclaimed.

"Spare me! Spare my life Fu Yang roared.

"I'm begging for mercy." Beidouyan looked as if he had just heard it clearly. Then he said with a sneer: "when you are in the desert, aren't you very arrogant and arrogant? Now how can I become a grandson and beg for mercy? ""I was wrong! I was wrong! The wind is clean, please forgive me! Hit me again and I'll die! " Fu Yang is afraid of begging for mercy. Now he regrets that his intestines are green.

"The wind is clean, please forgive me! We're just following orders. " The other two kept begging for mercy.

"Hum! He almost died in his hand when he was in the burning DAGO desert. The master of the temple must not spare him Beidouyan said fiercely.

Feng Wuchen said with a sneer, "they will die by themselves. Naturally, I will help them."

"The wind is clean! Stop them Fuyang's roar of extreme panic came.

However, the wind was completely unheard of.

"Boom boom!"

"Ah, ah

"Buzz!"

More than a dozen soul puppets keep beating, Fu Yang three people can't help but scream out one after another, all the way from the high altitude to the ground.

The terrible force shook the earth violently and made a big hole.

Crazy beat, Fu Yang three body bones were broken, the kind of endless pain spread all over the body taste, it is more than death.

Finally, Fuyang three people's begging for mercy and scream disappeared, the breath was pitiful.

With a wave of fengwuchen's hand, the soul puppets all returned to the jiuzhong heaven and earth tower.

"It's tough to be alive." Beidou Yan complacently sneers.

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

"You... You killed me, evil... The villains will never let you go..." Fu Yang was very weak, pale, half open eyes, full of resentment and despair.

"In that case, I'll kill you first!" The wind has no dust Sen cold way, without hesitation, one hand blows down.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Seeing that Feng Wuchen really dares to fight, Fu Yang is in despair. Feng Wuchen's palm magnifies quickly in his eyes. At last, it explodes. The power of hegemony and terror directly dents Fu Yang's chest.

The power of terror shattered all the internal organs of Fu Yang.

"You... How dare you..." Fu Yang glared at Feng Wuchen in despair, but before he finished speaking, he could never speak in his life.

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