C407 Whether you live or die, I will decide with one hand!

"You can choose. Cut apart the flesh with a single slash of my sword. Amidst Yun Yingluo's tears that are filled with so much pain that she wished she were dead, you would only die after three days and three nights."

"You can choose. I'll grab you by the throat and have you stretch your tongue out. You'll be slowly strangled to death in front of Yun Yingluo, whose eyes had turned red from crying."

"Or, you can choose to let me step on your head, and then slowly, as if I were stepping on a rotten watermelon, crush it all?"

"Haha, how about this, if you let Yun Yingluo accompany me for a night, I can break only your four limbs, make you limp on the bed, and even keep you alive?"

"If you offer up Yun Yingluo and Yun Ruoxi, make them my maids, and let me have a good time, I can castrate you and leave behind your arms, legs, and life!"

"However, in the future, when I play with their soft and fragrant bodies, they should belong to you. You have to stay by my side and watch how I play with them. When I sweat, you have to pass me a towel!" "Haha, that's a great idea. I'm sure you'll accept it, won't you?"

The more Wan Jianguiyun spoke, the more excited he became, the more despicable he became. His entire head was filled with himself charging fiercely onto Yun Yingluo and Yun Ruoxi, while that damned brat was helplessly looking at him and even affectionately passing him a towel to wipe his sweat!

Happy, too happy, it was really his sister's happiness!

Hearing Wan Jianguiyun's words, the people outside were also speechless, and their expressions were all different.

Notre Dame de Linlang's face turned green, she felt that Wan Jianguiyun was shameless to the extreme, but she could do nothing about it.

and Yun Ruoxi could already be considered his people, like water poured out by a married daughter. They could no longer be controlled.

And if Zhang Dongcheng was truly afraid of death, and handed the two girls over to others, Notre Dame de Linlang would not be able to curse him and would not be able to control himself.

If Zhang Dongcheng really did that, then the Linlang Holy Land's reputation for the past hundred of thousands of years would be ruined.

When Yun Yingluo heard this, she only felt that her vision had turned black. Her figure that was as calm as an immortal was on the verge of collapse, like a weak willow in the wind that would cause others to feel pity for him.

Her worry was the same as Notre Dame de Linlang, it was because she was afraid of Zhang Dongcheng being pressured and being afraid of death.

Many warriors, on the other hand, greedily watched Yun Yingluo's beautiful figure. They imagined themselves becoming Wan Jianguiyun and running rampant across the two Holy Maiden's flawless bodies, looking at his pervertedly and unable to extricate themselves.

Zhang Dongcheng, is there any other choice?

If you want to live, then castrate yourself.

There was nothing wrong with that. After all, Zhang Dongcheng only had one life, and he was also a mortal.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the youth who was as indifferent as water and as imposing as a mountain. However, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

And in that youth's eyes, there was a blazing fire that stirred up an incomparable amount of anger and power!

That terrifying aura that caused chills ran down one's spine was gathering and circulating, like the edge of a volcanic eruption. In the next moment, it would destroy the heaven and earth and burn the entire sky!

Zhang Dongcheng's sword-like eyebrows twitched, and sparks appeared in his eyes. He opened his mouth slowly and said, "Wan Jianguiyun, there are too many things that you don't understand. If you provoke my anger, then you will have to bear my anger! For example, this move, the Divine Sword Thunder True Art! "

What?

Wan Jianguiyun's eyes were like a cat's eyes that had walked out of the dark night into the blazing sun.

Zhang Dongcheng stood tall and upright like a mountain, his eyes were like lightning, the Solitary Peak Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand pointed straight up to the sky, releasing a light blue electric light that shot up to the sky, straight up!

The bolt of lightning was like a long, soaring lightning dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it flew furiously. The bolt of lightning was like a long, soaring lightning dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it flew furiously.

Unstoppable power!

If it wasn't for the fact that he had injured his dantian and was unable to mobilize the elemental energy of heaven and earth, how could he still use a martial skill!

Moreover, it was such a violent, violent, and irresistible martial skill!

Wan Jianguiyun's face was full of shock and bewilderment. He didn't know what to do as he looked at Zhang Dongcheng who seemed to be floating like a fairy.

As for the martial artists outside, their excited cries were still at their mouths, but their expressions all stiffened and stopped. They only watched in disbelief, feeling a rumbling sound in their minds, and only four crazy words appeared.

This was impossible!

Sun Danchi looked at the warriors around him with contempt, and unrestrainedly spat, cursing: "A bunch of ignorant fools, daring to look down on my master, you really don't know how to write the word death!"

Yin Yunyi's entire body was covered in a black aura like a dragon, he only stared blankly at Zhang Dongcheng, and blurted out: "Senior brother Zhang, another technique that I have never seen him use appears."

Jiang Xiaoyan clapped her hands and laughed: "Haha, Master is Weiluo!"

Zhang Dongcheng's face was ice-cold, as though he was the supreme ruler of the world. He used the sword to control all beings in the world, and used the sword to control the world. He only sighed lightly, "Wan Jianguiyun, it's laughable that you didn't even know it when you died. Whether you live or die, will be up to me! "Understand?"

[Divine Sword Thunder Mantra]!

The sound of fierce winds billowed as they swept across the world. The continuous rolling of thunder caused the entire space to collapse and collapse. The strong wind gushed in from all directions crazily, causing Zhang Dongcheng's clothes to float in the air.

The wind in the sky had already swept away the clouds. The mighty heavens had turned into a huge whirlpool. It was trembling violently in the sky as nebula clouds swirled around it.

"The Nine Heavens Demesne has turned into a divine lightning!" "The glory of the heavens and the might of the heavens are drawn out by the sword!"

That heart palpitating ancient incantation reverberated mysteriously in the sky. Zhang Dongcheng's tall and straight figure was reflected in Yun Yingluo and Yun Yingluo's eyes, like an unparalleled Heavenly King descended!

After an earth-shattering roar, the sky was filled with countless silver snakes dancing wildly in the sky. In the depths of the dark clouds, countless silver streaks of lightning quickly gathered as muffled thunder rumbled and exploded in the sky.

In just the blink of an eye, massive arcs of electricity finally gathered in the depths of the dark vortex. As the lightning fell from the sky, it was as if Buddha chants filled the sky, harvesting life!