C722 Four Pieces of Meat
C722 Four Pieces of Meat
From the moment Su Mengxian said the first sentence, Fatty Zhang deeply felt that something was wrong with Su Mengxian's condition.
To be honest, from the capital to the northwest, Fatty Zhang's evaluation of Su Mengxian was getting worse and worse.
It turned out that Su Mengxian was unreliable regardless of her means. At least, her ideals were lofty.
But now, Su Mengxian was so childish that she was as corrupted as the Devil Cultivator. Fatty Zhang looked at Su Mengxian now as if he was looking at an ordinary Devil Cultivator.
If it wasn't because he was afraid of Su Mengxian's powerful mental strength talent, Fatty Zhang would have taken her down a long time ago.
The reason he spoke now was to buy time for Lo Tian and the others.
"Move aside, move aside!"
Su Mengxian stood up shakily again. Her strange posture really did not seem like a normal person.
No matter how stupid Fatty Zhang was, he knew that there must be something wrong with Su Mengxian.
Taking two more steps back, Fatty Zhang took out the premium muck-fork. He said to Su Mengxian, "Causing trouble. Mr Lo told me to look after you. If you want to help, then be obedient now. When Mr Lo can't beat them, you go and hold the line. You want to cause trouble? Hahaha, you have to get past me first!"
"You're courting death!"
Su Mengxian suddenly widened her eyes and attacked with her spiritual energy!
Fulong, who had controlled Su Mengxian's body, could not use any more powerful moves. He could only use such a primitive spiritual energy attack.
In an instant, Fatty Zhang was knocked down to the ground. His head seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, but the Illusion Silver in his mouth gave him a cold feeling.
"This move of yours is nothing!"
Fatty Zhang got up again and saw Su Mengxian about to walk past him. He suddenly pounced and pressed Su Mengxian to the ground.
"Get lost, get lost!"
Fulong made use of Su Mengxian's body to roar.
However, Fatty Zhang did not back down. He grinned and said, "Miss Su, you have become weaker. Don't give me another mental attack. If I really faint, I guarantee that you will meet an even more terrifying opponent."
Su Mengxian could not get rid of Fatty Zhang at all. Even Fatty Zhang did not need to use much strength. Just by weight alone, he could press Su Mengxian to death.
Fulong was roaring angrily, while the real Su Mengxian used her mental strength to create an illusion.
Taking advantage of the time when Fulong was entangled with Fatty Zhang, the pale blue Su Mengxian floated out with her mind power body.
When Fatty Zhang saw it, his face revealed a surprised expression.
Su Mengxian only glanced at Fatty Zhang and said, "Suppress him and don't let him get up. He is Fulong!"
Hearing this, Fatty Zhang's eyes revealed some excitement.
"Fulong? Then my contribution is huge!"
Su Mengxian did not pay attention to Fatty Zhang anymore. She used her spiritual energy and body to fly towards where Lo Tian and the others were.
Su Mengxian, who had been schemed against by Fulong, only had one thought at this moment, and that was to get rid of Fulong.
But she had a better plan!
Su Mengxian flew straight towards Lo Tian and the others. At this moment, Lo Tian and the others had already arrived in front of Fulong's body.
Under the blood flame, everyone attacked. First, two deacons flashed past Fulong's body, drawing his attention away.
Then, Lei Jian and Zhao Yixian attacked separately. One on the left and the other on the right, they pressed down on Fulong's arms.
"Quick!"
Both of them used their full strength, but they could only control Fulong for an instant.
However, at this moment, Lo Tian and the others followed closely behind. The combined force of the group landed on the Saint Sword fiercely.
Puff!
The Saint Sword stabbed straight into Fulong's heart, forcing him to fall backwards.
Blood splashed everywhere as if it was free. It looked like this was the last strike.
Corpse King and Hsu Yiheng looked disappointed.
Especially Corpse King. He and his master had been planning for this day. It was not easy for them to see the results, but they found that the results were not that great.
Fulong's battle was simply eye-piercing. He did not look like an expert at all.
Not to mention Wu Zongs, he could not even reach the high Martial Profound Stage. He only had his strength and the Body Devouring Force.
In comparison, even the four Devil Cultivators were stronger than him.
Corpse King was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't stand out and help Fulong at this moment. It could only be said that the Devil King of Destruction wasn't really summoned.
It seemed like the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivator had completely lost this battle. After losing the foundation of the northwest, the Devil Cultivator and spectral cultivator would probably have to change places.
Corpse King turned his head and prepared to leave. He did not want to watch anymore.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fulong, who was stabbed by the Saint Sword on the ground, was still struggling crazily. Then, his body suddenly collapsed and split into four big pieces.
The meat mud that was like mud bounced to the side. He had no intention of enduring the power of the Saint Sword anymore.
"What is this?"
Hsu Yiheng asked.
Corpse King suddenly turned his head and saw something.
"Divided into pieces? I understand. It wasn't our plan that was wrong. It was Fulong who had left a trump card. His body didn't have the support of his soul. Now, it has returned to its original state!"
" Origin power? What is that?"
"It's power, agility, essence, origin!"
"Quick, snatch one. No matter which one it is, snatch the next one."
Corpse King became excited. It seemed like the four pieces of flesh that Fulong had taken out were not physical bodies, but real treasures.
Hearing Corpse King's shout, it was impossible for Hsu Yiheng to dodge anymore.
He charged straight at Lo Tian and the others. Corpse King's head followed behind him.
Lo Tian and the other deacons were stunned.
"What's going on? It's broken!"
"A new move? What should we do?"
"No, this is the Devil Cultivator's incarnation technique. Quick, destroy these four big chunks of meat!"
It was Lei Jian who reacted quickly and had seen a lot of things.
He immediately attacked and forcefully cut off the big chunks of meat at the front.
"Turn around, turn around, do it again!"
Lo Tian also commanded the other deacons to change the direction of the Saint Sword. They increased their strength again and stabbed towards one of the large pieces of meat.
When the Saint Sword stabbed into it, indeed large chunks of meat could let out miserable howls. It was indeed the incarnation technique, the deacons increased their strength again.
"Lo Tian, to deal with it, we need to use spiritual energy to attack!"
Suddenly, a shout came from behind.
Lo Tian turned his head and saw the pale blue Su Mengxian flying over.
"Spiritual attack?"
Lo Tian did not hesitate. When he heard Su Mengxian's words, he immediately used his spiritual ring.
His mental energy materialized. Slash!
The blue force hit the piece of meat. Lo Tian suddenly felt as if he had established some sort of connection with the piece of meat.
In order to wait for him to react, Su Mengxian's spiritual power avatar went into a piece of meat without hesitation.
What did she want to do?
Not good, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
"Su Mengxian, come out!"