Not to mention the enemy Wan Qingfeng, even the disciples of the Fighting Soul Sect felt goosebumps when they heard the slightly Weiyang ending, and they wanted to go up and slap Yin Wuhen.
I'm afraid my butt will hurt!
Do you really have no dignity at all? !
Everyone was so angry that their noses were crooked, but they still had small expectations in their hearts, waiting for Yin Wuhen's final counterattack.
Wan Qingfeng sneered and offered up a pair of blood-red shackles. The cold blood-evil energy on them caused the frozen world to make a fragile sound again.
"Soul-killing Lock!"
Luan Feng frowned, exchanged a look with Gu Ming, then looked at Lu Jiuque who had reached the "reaching perfection", and Di Shifang who was dedicated to protecting Lu Jiuque, and hesitated in his heart.
Regarding Tianchen Continent and Yin Wuhen, should Di Shifang save him or not
If you don't take action, once the soul-killing lock absorbs the target, it will be absolutely impossible to release it unless the owner of the soul-killing lock takes the initiative to release it, or the target dies!
The soul-killing lock, as the name suggests, can kill the star soul power in the star soul veins. No matter how strong it is, under the action of the soul-killing lock, it is just a tiger falling in the sun, and a dragon swimming in the shallows!
But Di Shifang didn't even give Luan Feng and Gu Ming the corner of his eye, so what should they do if they were called like that? !
Just when Luan Feng was hesitating, Wan Qingfeng had easily locked Yin Wuhen's wrist with shackles, and the locked man's eyes were calm, and there was really no disturbance at all. The last bit of luck in the hearts of the disciples of the Fighting Soul Sect was shattered. .
Maybe they really have no hope of survival...
The cross soul-killing shackles made a crisp sound, and blood-red chains stretched out from Yin Wuhen's wrists. In a few breaths, Yin Wuhen was tied up and hung up by his hands, like a prisoner waiting to be executed. The sound was stuck in the void.
His face was still handsome, and his long hair was slightly dancing in the wind. In the silver frost all over the field, he did not look embarrassed, but had a different kind of sadistic beauty.
Locked? !
The hearts of the intruders were raised, and smiles finally appeared on the faces under the cross masks uncontrollably.
Really locked!
Emperor Tianchen really showed no resistance!
It turns out that he is really powerless to resist!
"Hahahaha!" The leading man raised his head and laughed, revealing real joy, "Wan Qingfeng! Destroyed Tianchen Emperor's divine elixir!"
Wan Qingfeng held it with his bare hands, and a long blood-red blade appeared. The runes on it were obscure and difficult to understand. He said in a deep and respectful voice: "Sir, please rest assured, my disciple will not let you endure any more pain!"
After saying this, Wan Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand, intending to pierce the long blood-red blade into Yin Wuhen's abdomen.
If you want to seal a vicious maniac like Yin Wuhen, there is nothing better than destroying him!
"Lord Sect Leader!"
"damn it!"
"Pfft—"
"Kara—"
The panicked shouts of the disciples and the muffled sound of sharp blades piercing flesh were covered by a more distant and majestic sound.
Hot and bright red blood flowed down Yin Wuhen's abdomen. Not only did his face not show any pain, but he slowly raised his head and showed an evil smile: "You guys, you can come a little slower, I am in pain died."
There was nothing but impatience in his voice, which inexplicably made the intruders tremble.
Yin Wuhen's answer was that there were rolling thunders that became stronger and stronger, ringing all over the wilderness and converging into the heaven and earth, making people feel like they were falling into the abyss of the thunder sea...