Fangzheng's thunder method only temporarily deterred the Southeast Asians.
Soon, this group of well-trained soldiers in Southeast Asia, after recovering from the shock, looked at each other, and someone shouted:
"If the mission fails, the Western cultivators here will never let us go. We will sit and wait for death, and we will surely die! Why don't we rise up and resist and fight with all our strength!"
"Kill! There are so many of us here, each with a curse, I don't believe it, no matter how defiant he is, he can still bear the curse of so many of us at once!! Either he dies or we die today!!"
The faces of these Southeast Asians showed the will to die, and the fifty or sixty head-down masters were directly preparing to cast a curse.
As for the Western practitioners, they were all very shrewd. On the one hand, they were amazed by Fang Zheng's astonishing force, and on the other hand, they were afraid of the Southeast Asian's curse technique.
It would be best if Fangzheng could kill all the Southeast Asians.
They have one less scruple, and they can find a way to solve the curse on them with peace of mind.
Even if Fangzheng failed to kill these Southeast Asian monkeys, and he was counter-killed, it didn't matter much. One less super master equals one less powerful competitor.
On the other side, those Southeast Asian heads-down masters have already begun to cast curses on Fangzheng collectively.
However, this time they learned a lot, and instead of holding the amber stone in their hands and casting spells, they put down the amber stone to cast spells.
"Everyone, don't panic!"
"Listen to my password... three... two... one, let's curse together!!"
Wow!
The amber stones on the ground in front of fifty or sixty people were all shining with black light...but the moment the black light came on, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching the neck, and it stopped abruptly...then I saw, bang! boom! boom!
These amber stones exploded in unison, the movement was extremely loud, the explosion sound was like dozens of grenades exploding at the same time, all of them were shattered into dust all over the sky.
Impressively, the ghostly bride in phoenix robe and Xia draped with strange painting style stood quietly behind Fangzheng again, but the noise she made was not small at all.
Normal spirit energy from Ghost Eye +1.
Normal spirit energy from Ghost Eye +1.
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When people in Southeast Asia saw that their own amber stones were all blown up, their scalps felt numb, as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
this…
impossible! impossible! The curses of dozens of people are useless, so how can they fight!
This is already invincible!
The Southeast Asians were shocked.
And the color of panic.
This guy is simply harder than a turtle shell. Fighting with this kind of person will only make you doubt your life more and more.
It's not that they are afraid of death.
The professional training they received in the camp had already made them not afraid of death, what they were afraid of was meaningless death.
When people suffer a huge blow, they will choose not to believe it with an ostrich mentality. Among the Southeast Asians, there is an awakened wind element who controls the airflow in the air and blows away the dust in front of him. He wants to see whether Fang Zheng can really avoid dozens of people without damage a curse.
Under the control of the wind-element awakeners, the magnetic field of the sky and the earth fluctuated, and a miniature hurricane blew out of thin air, sweeping away the dust and smoke in the air... Finally, the Southeast Asians saw the scene in front of them clearly.
In the next second, the faces of these people showed great joy.
"He really can't do it! He really can't hold it anymore!"
"Sure enough, with so many people casting a curse, the quantity can also produce a qualitative change!"
"Don't stop, everyone, let's take the opportunity to add fire, and we must kill him here today! This person's ability is very weird, and his existence will definitely affect our plans! It is the nightmare of all our Southeast Asian masters !"
The Southeast Asians were in high spirits and morale, and decided to continue casting curses on Fangzheng.
See, Fang Zheng, who was walking toward them with a murderous look, seemed to be in a very bad condition at this time. Fang Zheng, who was supposed to be in a complete body and gave people a sense of winter's harshness, seemed to show signs of stagnation, and his body swayed from side to side .
It looks like it's crumbling.
In the next second, I will be unable to stand up, and I will fall to the ground and faint.
This scene immediately gave the Southeast Asians confidence. Sure enough, there are so many super-defying powerhouses in this world. Every individual has a limit.
At most, a big eater eats one more bucket of rice than ordinary people.
I still don't believe it, you can still eat two buckets of rice
If two barrels are not enough, then ten barrels!
"Kill everyone! Continue dragging him to death!!"
All the Southeast Asian heads-down masters looked excited, and the amber stone was gone, so they used other curses to make up for it.
I saw these Southeast Asian head-down masters began to show their magical powers.
Fetal curse! Hell! Insect curse!
A doll of flesh and blood!
Dead babies soaked in formalin!
Twin conjoined black lamb mummy!
All kinds of insidious curse props emerge in endlessly.
Although everyone looked excited and expected to kill Fangzheng, they were not dazzled by the victory in front of them, and no one was stupid enough to cast a blood curse on Fangzheng.
They can't forget how the two companions were cursed to death.
The ghost bride is here!
boom! boom! boom!
All curse-casting props are self-destructed.
Normal spirit energy from Ghost Eye +1.
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But these Southeast Asian head-down masters acted like crazy, with excited expressions on their faces, and sacrificed curse props one by one without capital.
Because they saw that Fangzheng's body swayed even more.
They have pushed to the limit of Fang Zheng's tolerance.
The ghost bride reappears!
boom! boom! boom!
All the curse-casting props exploded collectively again.
Normal spirit energy from Ghost Eye +1.
…
boom! boom! boom!
boom! boom!
boom!
The curse props exploded less and less, so after five or six times, there were only a few sporadic explosions left, which were only in single digits. That's because the curse props on these people have been exhausted.
At this moment, the faces of these Southeast Asian heads-down masters are pale and pale. Some are distressed about their own family, and some are exhausted due to continuous use of curses.
Although they are just curse props, they will be consumed more or less.
Such continuous consumption, gathering less into more, brought a lot of burden to their bodies.
However, Fangzheng's body was on the verge of falling from ten minutes ago, but ten minutes later, Fangzheng never fell down.
Every time it gives people the illusion that they are about to fall to the ground, but they can always stand firm every time.
At this moment, Fang Zheng, whose body was always on the verge of falling, suddenly straightened his body, his back was as straight as a straight spear that had never been bent over his spine, his body was straight and powerful.
Now that the wool has been bald and the fat sheep has become skinny, and the wool can no longer be gathered, Fangzheng has no need to pretend anymore.
His aura returned to its peak and fierceness.
At this moment, those Southeast Asian practitioners still don't understand, they have been deceived by Fang Zheng all this time, what kind of weakness!
What an injury!
What crumbling!
What is pushed to the limit!
Fake! Fake! Everything is fake!
There was despair on their faces.
"Liar! You big liar!"
"You lied to us!"
(end of this chapter)