Russell expressionlessly struck the Onmyoji with a sword, completing a very beautiful assassination from behind.
This guy who seems to be living a good life is such a rubbish, a rookie, and yet he comes here to hang out.
He snorted disdainfully, and just as he let his guard down, his footsteps suddenly became strange, and the fallen corpse actually slowly opened its eyes.
He opened his fingers slightly, and a stream of dark red blood suddenly flew out and hit Russell heavily.
"Baka!"
The dark red blood was like a cannonball, instantly knocking Russell away and tearing him apart easily.
The Yin-Yang Master laughed while holding his chest, but the next moment, his face turned pale, and what fell from the sky was not flesh and blood.
It's clearly a blank sheet of paper!
"Damn it! Am I under an illusion?"
The Yin-Yang Master's face changed drastically, and he quickly formed seals with both hands. Blood was still flowing from his right hand, and the wound became more and more painful.
But he couldn't care about so many things at once. If he cared about the wound, there would be only one outcome.
die!
"Earth Escape!"
The ground turned into a quagmire and his figure instantly sank into it. At this moment, a mocking voice reached his ears.
"Cook the turtle over a high fire."
The Onmyoji didn't understand what was going on, and just as he continued to sneak down, there was a loud bang and his head was full of stars. The picture below was actually out of his control.
He was horrified in his heart. Either there was a restriction underneath, or the other party's earth power practice was far beyond his.
No, absolutely not.
He recalled the look on Russell's face when he saw him just now. He looked extremely young, just a young man in his twenties. How could it be possible for him to cultivate to this level
It’s a ban, absolutely a ban.
The Yin-Yang Master clasped his hands together, concealing his aura, and quietly peered upwards.
But strangely, he could not sense any breath from above, but the temperature of the surrounding soil was constantly rising.
Temperature rising
An ominous premonition arose in the Yin-Yang Master's heart, and he suddenly seemed to realize something, and his expression became extremely ugly.
Boil the turtle over high fire, it turns out that the turtle is me.
Bah, I'm not a cuckold!
He wanted to escape instantly. The temperature around him was getting higher and higher. If he didn't go out, he would be scalded to death sooner or later.
I saw him put his two fingers together, but instead of moving them upwards, he moved them to the side for a distance and then continued to move upwards.
If we rush out, that cunning man might launch a sneak attack on the warriors of the empire!
The Onmyoji shuttled back and forth quickly, and was hit by a solid yellow light with a bang, causing his forehead to bleed.
"Baga! Why is there a ban here?"
Blood was gushing from his forehead and he felt dizzy. The wound on his chest that had just healed suddenly burst again. He had no time to think and swam upwards quickly.
It’s too hot. Too hot.
"call!"
The Onmyoji had just exposed his head and took a deep breath of air when he heard a gust of wind. A huge shadow fell from the sky and hit him heavily on the head, knocking him into the ground.
Above the surface, Russell was looking at the ground with interest, holding a huge lightning hammer that was emitting white light in his hand.
He looked left and right, then quickly struck a man in the head with a hammer.
“Boom!”
With a muffled groan, a hole suddenly appeared on the ground.
"Hit, hit, hit the rat."
Russell hummed a little tune, but seemed unsatisfied. He changed his left hand and started hitting the ground, occasionally setting it on fire.
After a while, the Onmyoji became anxious.
He was anxious!
See? He's getting mad, he can't play anymore!
"Baga! This is too much!" The Yin-Yang Master's whole body was burned black, his originally oval head had become round, blood had covered his face, and his eyeballs were about to burst out.
As a famous Onmyoji and super genius in the East, who traveled all over the East, when had he ever suffered such humiliation
I was fooled by a young man!
"hateful!"
The Yin-Yang Master roared angrily. At this moment, he no longer cared about anything and didn't want to live anymore.
He just wanted to kill the man in front of him, this despicable and dirty villain, the one who insulted the imperial warriors.
"Come out, great demon god!"
The Yin-Yang Master clasped his hands together, and blood kept flowing from his forehead, making him look particularly weird, eerie and terrifying.
The blood-red light on his body continued to rise, even resisting the scorching flames around him.
A strange voice rang out from his body and filled his entire heart.
"Hehehe, working in the well, you finally figured it out... Hehehe, delicious soul..."
…
"Strange, was he beaten to death by me?"
Russell scratched his head and looked at the ground, feeling the breath that was gradually fading away. He wanted to continue hammering and torture this man who was living a good life, but why couldn't he do that
Just then, a strange wave came, and he frowned instantly.
"Um?"
When he encountered the blood-red beam of light, he broke out of the ground instantly. Russell moved and instantly missed the beam of light.
The beam of light dissipated into the air before it flew far.
Fake.
Feint
Make a feint to the east and attack in the west
Russell turned around suddenly, and a dark red figure instantly broke out of the ground, suspended in the air, emitting strange fluctuations.
The Onmyoji had his eyes tightly closed, and unknown waves were surrounding him, as if he was given a layer of blood-colored battle armor!
As if he had noticed Russell's gaze, the Yin-Yang master slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were like those of an animal, cold and evil.
When Russell saw his appearance and the surging aura, he instantly realized that this was the Japanese version of the summoning technique.
Humph, asking gods for help but ending up destroying yourself, how interesting.
The Yin-Yang master looked at Russell, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and he licked his lips hard with his tongue.
"Soul, pure soul..."
With a ferocious smile on his face, his figure instantly turned into a red light, which was many times stronger than before.
Russell just snorted, killing him would be too easy for him.
He exerted force on his feet and instantly rose up. Exploding lightning swirled out from his right hand and turned into a bright white golden platform in the sky.
It was the Demon Subduing Platform that was used by the Grand Elder of Mount Longhu before, and Russell learned it secretly.
"call!"
A bright white golden platform condensed in the air. Russell exerted force and the golden platform smashed towards the blood-red figure like a falling hill.
There was only a loud roar, and the waves caused by the fierce collision spread out instantly, stirring up countless fallen leaves.
The Yin-Yang master took a step back, and his two arms began to tremble uncontrollably.
His greedy gaze changed in an instant, becoming a little incredible, a little awe-inspiring, and a little hysterical.
"No, no, impossible!"
How could this person be so strong? Aren’t they all the sick men of East Asia? How is it possible? How is it possible
I am the demon god, the high and mighty demon god!
Russell paid no attention and smashed down another golden platform with his backhand, one after another. There were screams, pleas for mercy, and sobs, until there was no more sound from below.
Where is there anyone on the ground at this time
All that was left was a deep pit and a pile of debris, which had sunk deep into the ground and had long since mixed with the soil and could no longer be distinguished.
Russell's face was cold. He clenched his right hand fiercely, and the nameless flame instantly burned the debris clean, turning it into ashes.
The territory of Daxia is not a place where you bastards can die!