Chapter 2715

"Who the hell are these guys?"

The middle-aged man originally wanted to wait for his eighteen subordinates to kill Xiangyang and his party, and then directly convulse the original spirits of Xiangyang and others to feed the little tiger. However, to his surprise, Xiao guangtou and sun Chunyu could block the cooperation of the 18 men in the seven kingdoms of the great Luo kingdom. This was really shocking to him.

His bad feeling in his heart became more and more intense. Seeing that eight whirlpools appeared on the little tiger, and the speed of swallowing his own original power was faster and faster, he felt very wrong. So he said to the old slaves around him, "you first hold on for a while, I'll kill them, and then deliver the original power to the little tiger. I don't believe it With our twenty demons, the power of immortal can't feed this little guy. "

"Ah..."

the old slave of the middle-aged man was dumbfounded after listening to it. Didn't it take his life to let him feed the little tiger with his own original strength?

You know, his original strength is less than 40% of that in his heyday. This is because there is a middle-aged man who is the master of the eight levels of heaven in the front of him. If he is allowed to come by himself and swallow up at the speed of a little tiger, he will be able to suck him dry in a blink of an eye.

However, the middle-aged man did not pay attention to the old slave, but prepared to leave.

Of course, his so-called saying that Xiang Yang and others should be destroyed first is actually preparing to swallow up all of them to supplement their own source, because at this time, his original power has been consumed by half.

The middle-aged man was very shocked. As the devil of the eight heaven realm of Dalao, his original power was more than ten times higher than that of the seventh heaven. However, it was swallowed up by half. It seems that the little tiger will never be able to eat enough. Besides, the speed of swallowing has not changed much, which makes him wonder whether he has been trapped.

However, since he has swallowed up half of his original strength to the tiger, he feels that if he gives up in this way, it seems that the gain is not worth the loss.

So he was ready to swallow up all of Xiang Yang and others, and add some of their original power.

"Well..."

however, when the middle-aged man was ready to leave, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His hand was tightly absorbed by the little tiger, and his original force was passing faster than before.

"What's the situation?"

The middle-aged man's eyes looked at the little tiger, and found that the little guy was already black and bright with innocent color in his big eyes. However, a ninth vortex gradually appeared on the little tiger, and a hundred times stronger suction force suddenly burst out.

Boom!

At this moment, as if the tiger suddenly inhaled, the middle-aged man's original power was absorbed by 20% again, making him only 30% of the original power.

"Son of a bitch, you white eyed wolf, you are actually ready to suck me dry."

At this time, the middle-aged man finally realized that there was something wrong with him. The other side was actually ready to drain his appearance. However, it should not be said that after the birth of this kind of inborn beast, who gave it food, would it recognize the other party as its master? Why do you want to suck yourself dry?

The middle-aged man was confused. Suddenly he saw Xiang Yang standing on one side with a satisfied smile on his face. He suddenly realized that he had been fooled by the younger generation.

"You want to die, young man."

The middle-aged man roared and looked at Xiang Yang with murderous eyes, as if to eat him.

He understood that when the little tiger was born, he wanted Xiang Yang to stand aside and even put his hand on the eggshell. In fact, Xiang Yang had already subdued the little tiger, but he had been luring himself to find a way to transfer his original power to the little tiger, leaving him with only 30% of his original power.

As an immortal in the eight realms of heaven, he was played by a real immortal. At this moment, he was almost crazy.

"Roar..."

the middle-aged man roared with anger, and the terrible power erupted from his body, which directly shook the little tiger away. Although the little tiger has tried his best to absorb the middle-aged man and absorb all the original power of this middle-aged man, he is just born after all, and his strength can not keep up with that of Da Luoba Compared with the strong in the realm of heaven, they can only take a last sip and swallow about 10% of the original force of the other side, and finally they are shaken open.

"Wuwu..."

with the color of grievance, the little tiger watched the middle-aged man and the old slave looking at themselves in a murderous manner. He ran to Xiang Yang's side very wisely and rubbed his small head against Xiang Yang's legs.

"Are you full, little one?"

Xiang Yang touched the little tiger's head with a soft smile. He could see that the middle-aged man in the state of eight heavy heaven in Dalao had absorbed nearly 80% of his original strength. Although not all of them had been sucked, it was almost the same, and the old slave had also been sucked by 60% or 70%. If the little tiger has not eaten enough and has not replenished its innate origin, it will have too much appetite."Wuwu..."

as soon as he heard Xiang Yang's question, the little tiger was immediately happy and gave a low roar to Xiang Yang. All the black and shining hairs on his body were standing up. At the same time, with the sound of "boom", a powerful and incomparable breath broke out on his body, which was actually equivalent to the strength of the master of Daluo's yichongtian realm.

"It's not bad, but it has the power of Dalao."

Xiang Yang was more happy when he saw him, but the middle-aged man and the old slave in front of him were already mad. They both trembled and looked at Xiang Yang and little tiger.

"Hateful..."

the middle-aged man roared with anger, and his whole body was shaking. As a peerless immortal in the eight heaven realm of Dalao, he could have killed Xiang Yang with one hand at will. However, he was foolishly played by Xiang Yang in applause. He really obeyed Xiang Yang's words and allowed the little tiger to swallow up his original power and lost the eight cost sources After that, he was weak and weak.

"Younger generation, I will eat you."

The middle-aged man roared, his body directly towards Xiang Yang. After knowing the cruel truth, no matter who he was, he could not bear it.

"Alas..."

Xiang Yang sighed, his eyes love you. The middle-aged man rushed towards him. His hand shook, and the gourd of the best immortal level appeared in his hand. However, he didn't show it immediately. Instead, he stimulated a wisp of knife and killing intention, and looked at each other with a smile.

"Hiss..."

when the middle-aged man who was almost ready to rush to Xiang Yang felt the killing intention, his face suddenly changed and his body suddenly stopped. He looked at the chopping gourd in Xiang Yang's hands.

"Chopping immortal Throwing Knife!"

The middle-aged man was standing in front of Xiang Yang. He was panting and pale. Not only was he seriously lack of original power, but also he was scared to see the gourd in Xiang Yang's hand.

He didn't expect that Xiang Yang was just a real immortal. He had a gourd of the highest level of immortal utensil in his hand. This is the only one that can kill xianzun. But it's really amazing that Xiang Yang, a real immortal, owns this killing tool.

"Are you the descendant of the Dao of killing immortals?"

The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yang with a gloomy and uncertain face. He was very sad and angry in his heart. He really wanted to scold Xiang Yang as a liar. What's more, if you had taken out the immortal killing Throwing Knife, would I have embarrassed you?

The middle-aged man is very aware of the destructive power of the chopping immortal Throwing Knife. Especially, when an elder gives his disciples the gourd of cutting immortals at the top level, he certainly can't bully the opponent because his strength is too weak. Once the chopping knife is put into practice, it will be absolutely shocking. Even if Xiang Yang's strength is only the realm of real immortals, with the help of the chopping immortal Throwing Knife, it will be absolutely shocking It can also kill everything.

"Guess."

Xiang Yang looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. He saw that the other side, the devil of the eight levels of heaven, turned pale because he had lost 80% of his original power. He sighed in his heart. Sure enough, brain is the most important thing. If you don't have a brain, no matter how strong your cultivation is, it will be useless.

The strength of this middle-aged man is strong enough, but his brain is a little poor. As a result, even the strength of Da Luo qichongtian can't be compared. Even, whether it's a small bald head or sun Chunyu, any one can kill him.

"You..."

the middle-aged man couldn't see through Xiang Yang's real identity. However, Xiang Yang's knife was solid. He suppressed his crazy intention to kill. When he saw that Xiao guangtou and sun Chunyu had completely blocked his 18 subordinates, he knew in his heart that he was really defeated this time.

He took a deep breath, looked at Xiang Yang, and couldn't help laughing. "You are the first of all my enemies who can force me to such a degree."

"Oh, don't say that. In fact, my skills are just ordinary. I can only bully cats and dogs at most." Xiang Yang's face showed a simple smile.

"You..."

after hearing this, the middle-aged man was suddenly furious. This bastard dared to regard himself as a cat and a dog. He almost couldn't help but fight against Xiang Yang. However, at this time, the chopping gourd in Xiang Yang's hand broke out a strong light, and even the mouth of the gourd was opened, and a wisp of gray fog was flowing, making The middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He could only suppress the killing intention in his heart and said to Xiang Yang, "how do you want to leave?"

"Well, this question may be asked to your subordinates. They blocked the formation and made us unable to leave." Xiang Yang looked at the eighteen strong men who were still fighting with Xiao guangtou and sun Chunyu.

Although the strength of those 18 people is not so strong, they are really the immortal statues of the seven levels of heaven. If they can be handed over to Xiang Yang, he will be able to train an invincible team."Stop it."

The middle-aged man roared, directly let his eighteen subordinates stop, and then said to Xiang Yang coldly, "you can leave now."

"If you don't want me to leave now, I'll leave if I don't have the face." Xiang Yang sighed.

"You..."

the middle-aged man understood that he had been fooled by this boy again. He looked at Xiang Yang coldly, and cried angrily, "do you really think you can do whatever you want with your immortal gourd in your hand, and you can deal with the emperor?"

"No, no, I never thought that an immortal gourd would be able to deal with a powerful one in the eight realms of heaven." Xiang Yang said with a smile.

"How dare you be so wild?"

The middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yang coldly. If his eyes could kill people, he would have killed Xiang Yang many times.

"However, you are just a xianzun who has been drained of 80% of the original power. Now there are only two cost sources left in your body. No, no, your real strength can't be called xianzun at all. It's exaggeration to say that you are a fairy king." Xiang Yang sighed.

"Well, boy, you really don't think I'm going to be your opponent after losing money, right? Since you want to die, don't blame me for killing you first, regardless of my friendship with the chopper. "

The middle-aged man roared angrily, and directly drank to the eighteen men, "kill him, and snatch the sword to me."

"Yes."

In fact, the eighteen masters of the Seven Realms of heaven had long been refined by this middle-aged man into his puppet like subordinates. Even if his strength was lost, the eighteen people had to listen to him. At this moment, the eighteen people were ready to rush to Xiangyang.

After meeting with sun Chunyu, the two men went out together again, ready to continue to fight against the 18 masters of the seven heaven realm of Dalao.

"Hiss..."

however, at this time, only a sound of "hissing" was heard. The middle-aged man felt his arm cool, and then his hand broke off shoulder to shoulder and fell directly to the ground.

"It doesn't hurt. This is the chopping immortal flying knife. It's very fast. Even if you cut your neck, you won't feel pain. You'll die quietly. That's happiness." Xiang Yang's tiresome voice rang again, making the middle-aged man's face even more ugly.

As a peerless devil in the eight levels of heaven, he was cut off his arm directly, and he was still silent. He was cut off without any resistance.

His whole body was sweating, and his clothes had already been soaked with sweat. It can be imagined that if the knife had been cut on his neck, he would have been dead.

The power of the legendary sword is absolutely not illusory.

"Stop it."

The middle-aged man quickly stopped his 18 men. His forehead was still covered with sweat, and even his shoulder was still dripping blood. He found that there was a terrible killing intention around his wound, which made him unable to recover completely in a short period of time, and his severed arm could not grow out again.

"What do you want?"

He is almost going crazy. It's a shame that Xiang Yang forced him to be such a powerful man in the world of eight heavy heaven.

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