2714: C2714 What Do You Want?

C2714 What Do You Want?

Article 2714. What do you want?

"Who are these guys?"

The middle-aged man was waiting for his eighteen subordinates to kill Hsiang Yang and his men, then he would twitch Hsiang Yang's Primordial Spirit and feed it to the little tiger. However, what shocked him the most was that the little baldy and Sun Chunyu were strong enough to defend against the combined attacks of eighteen Seventh Layer of Great Luo subordinates. This was too shocking to him.

The bad feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He saw that eight whirlpools had appeared on the little tiger's body. As the speed of devouring his own origin power increased, he felt that something was wrong. Thus, he turned to me and said, "Hold on for a while. After I destroy them, I will send the origin energy to the little tiger. I don't believe that with the 20 of us, I can't believe that the Immortal Venerable realm isn't enough to feed this little fellow. "

"Ah. . . "

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded when he heard this. He had to feed this little tiger with his own origin power. Isn't this going to take his life?

One should know that his current source energy was less than forty percent of the Peak Period's. This was also because the middle-aged man, an Eighth Layer of Great Luo warrior, was standing in front of him. If he was alone, with the little tiger's speed of absorption, it would be enough to suck him dry in the blink of an eye.

However, the middle-aged man ignored his words and prepared to retreat.

Of course, the reason why he said that he wanted to kill Hsiang Yang and the others first was to devour Hsiang Yang and the others to replenish his source energy. Because. . . At this time, half of his source energy had been consumed.

The middle-aged man was shocked. As an Eighth Layer of Great Luo Demon Sovereign, his source energy was more than ten times stronger than a Seventh Layer of Great Luo 's. However, half of it had been devoured. It seemed like this little tiger would never be able to eat its fill. Apart from the increase in the speed of absorption, there weren't many changes. This made him wonder if he had been cheated.

However, since he had already given half of the source energy to the little tiger, he felt that if he gave up just like that, it wouldn't be worth it.

Therefore, he decided to devour Hsiang Yang and the others first to replenish a portion of the origin force.

"En. . . "

However, when the middle-aged man was about to retreat, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. His hand was tightly held by the little tiger, and the origin power in his body was flowing away at an even faster speed than before.

"What's going on?"

The middle-aged man looked at the little tiger and found that the little fellow's big black eyes were filled with innocence. However, a ninth vortex gradually appeared on the little tiger's body, and a suction force that was a hundred times stronger than before suddenly erupted.

Boom!

At this moment, it was as if the little tiger had suddenly sucked in 20% of the middle-aged man's Origin Power, causing him to only have 30% of his Origin Power.

"Bastard, you ingrate, you actually prepared to suck me dry. "

At this time, the middle-aged man finally realized that something was wrong. The other party was actually preparing to suck him dry. However, shouldn't it be said that after the birth of this innate divine beast, whoever gave it food, it would recognize the other party as its master? Why did it become like it was going to suck him dry?

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. Suddenly, he saw Hsiang Yang standing at the side with a satisfied smile on his face. He immediately understood that he had been fooled by this junior.

"Junior, you are courting death. "

The middle-aged man roared. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he stared at Hsiang Yang, as if he wanted to eat Hsiang Yang alive.

He understood now. When the little tiger was born, it wanted Hsiang Yang to stand by its side, and even put his hand on the eggshell. In fact, Hsiang Yang had already subdued the little tiger, but he had been trying to lure him into transferring the source energy to the little tiger, making him only have 30% of the original energy left.

As an Eighth Layer of Great Luo Immortal Venerable, he was actually being played around by a True Immortal Stage junior. At this moment, he was about to go crazy.

"Roar. . . "

The middle-aged man roared furiously, and a terrifying force erupted from his body. It directly knocked the little tiger away, even though the little tiger had used all its strength to suck the middle-aged man away. It wanted to listen to Hsiang Yang's request and absorb all the source energy in the middle-aged man's body. However, it was just a newborn after all. In terms of strength, it couldn't be compared to an Eighth Layer of Great Luo warrior, so it could only take one last breath. After swallowing another 10% of the opponent's source energy, it was finally shaken away.

"Wuwuwu. . . "

The little tiger had an aggrieved look on its face as it looked at the middle-aged man and I, who were both looking at it with killing intent. It wisely ran to Hsiang Yang's side and stood there, rubbing its little head against Hsiang Yang's leg.

"Little guy, are you full?"

Hsiang Yang touched the little tiger's head with a smile. He could see it. Nearly eighty percent of the origin force of the Eighth Layer of Great Luo man had been absorbed, although not all of it had been absorbed. As for me, 70% of my source energy was also sucked dry. If this little tiger wasn't full and hadn't replenished its innate source energy. . . That's too much.

"Wuwuwu. . . "

The little tiger immediately became happy when it heard Hsiang Yang's question. It let out a low roar at Hsiang Yang, and all the shiny black fur on its body stood up. At the same time, with a loud bang, an incomparably powerful Qi burst out from its body. It was actually equivalent to the strength of a First Layer of Great Luo warrior.

"Not bad, not bad. I can't believe you have the strength of a Great Luo Stage warrior. "

Hsiang Yang smiled even more happily when he saw this. The middle-aged man and I, who were standing opposite of him, had already gone mad from anger. Both of them trembled as they looked at Hsiang Yang and the little tiger.

"Damn it. . . "

The middle-aged man furiously roared. His body was trembling. As an Eighth Layer of Great Luo Peerless Immortal Sovereign, he could easily kill Hsiang Yang and the others with a single palm strike. However, he was actually played by Hsiang Yang in the palm of his hand. He really listened to Hsiang Yang, allowing the little tiger to devour his source energy. After losing 80% of his source energy, he was so weak that he felt weak all over.

"Junior, I'm going to eat you all. "

The middle-aged man roared and lunged at Hsiang Yang. After knowing the cruel truth, no one could bear it.

"Ai. . . "

Hsiang Yang let out a sigh. Love was the only thing in his eyes. This middle-aged man lunged at him. With a sway of his hand, the Top Quality Immortal Artifact Level Immortal Slaying Gourd appeared in his hand. However, he didn't unleash it immediately. Instead, he ignited a strand of saber intent and killing intent, and looked at his opponent with a smile.

"Hiss. . . "

When the middle-aged man who was about to lunge at Hsiang Yang sensed this killing intent, his facial expression changed drastically. He stopped abruptly, and looked at the Immortal Slaying Gourd in Hsiang Yang's hand with a gloomy expression.

"Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger!"

The middle-aged man stood in front of Hsiang Yang. He was gasping for air, and his face was pale. Not only was his source energy severely damaged, but he was also frightened when he saw the Immortal Slaying Gourd in Hsiang Yang's hand.

He never thought that Hsiang Yang, a mere True Immortal, would have a Top Quality Immortal Artifact Level Immortal Slaying Gourd in his hand. This was a weapon that only the Immortal Venerables of Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger Bloodline could possess. It was a weapon that could kill Immortal Venerables, but Hsiang Yang, a junior of the True Immortal, actually possessed such a weapon. It was truly unbelievable.

"You are the descendant of Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger Bloodline?"

The middle-aged man looked at Hsiang Yang with a complicated expression. He was filled with grief and indignation. He really wanted to scold Hsiang Yang for being a liar. Damn it! If you had taken out the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger earlier, would I have made things difficult for you?

The middle-aged man was very clear about the destructive power of the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger Bloodline, especially when a senior gave a Top Quality Immortal Artifact Level Immortal Slaying Gourd to a disciple. He couldn't bully the disciple just because the opponent was too weak. Once the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger was used, it would definitely shake the heavens and earth. Even if Hsiang Yang was only a True Immortal Stage warrior, he could still kill everything with the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger.

"Take a guess. "

Hsiang Yang looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. When he saw the Eighth Layer of Great Luo Demon Sovereign's pale face after losing 80% of his source energy, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. As expected, the brain was the most important thing. Without the brain, no matter how strong one's cultivation base was, it would be useless.

This middle-aged man's strength was already strong enough. However, his brain was a little lacking. As a result, his current strength couldn't even be compared to a Seventh Layer of Great Luo . In fact, no matter if it was the little baldy or Sun Chunyu, any one of them would be able to kill him.

"You. . . "

The middle-aged man couldn't see through Hsiang Yang's true identity, but the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger in Hsiang Yang's hand was real. He suppressed the crazy killing intent in his heart. When he saw that the little baldy and Sun Chunyu had blocked eighteen of his subordinates, he knew that he had really lost this time.

He took a deep breath and looked at Hsiang Yang. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What a great skill! You can actually make me suffer a loss. You are the first one among all my enemies who can force me to such an extent. "

"Aiya, don't say that. Actually, my ability is only average. At most, I can only bully some Tom, Dick, and Harry. " A silly smile appeared on Hsiang Yang's face.

"You. . . "

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately became furious. This bastard. . . How dare he treat him as some random dog? He almost couldn't help but want to deal with Hsiang Yang. However, at this moment. . . The Immortal Slaying Gourd in Hsiang Yang's hand burst out with a powerful light, and even opened the mouth of the gourd. There was a gray fog circulating, causing the middle-aged man's expression to change dramatically. He could only suppress the killing intent in his heart and said to Hsiang Yang. "What do you want to do before you are willing to leave?"

"Uh, this question might need to be asked by your subordinates. They are the ones who sealed the formation, preventing us from leaving. " Hsiang Yang looked at the eighteen Seventh Layer of Great Luo warriors who were still confronting the little baldy and Sun Chunyu.

Although the eighteen of them had average strength, they were true Seventh Layer of Great Luo Immortal Venerables. If Hsiang Yang could handle them, he would be able to train them into an invincible team.

"Stop. "0

The middle-aged man roared and ordered his eighteen subordinates to stop. After that, he said to Hsiang Yang with a cold expression, "You can leave now. "

"You were the one who stopped us from leaving just now, and now you want me to leave again? If I leave just like that, then I will lose all my face. " Hsiang Yang said with a sigh.

"You. . . "

The middle-aged man understood that he had been fooled by this kid again. He looked at Hsiang Yang with a cold expression and shouted angrily, "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with just an Immortal Slaying Gourd? Do you think you can deal with me?"

"No, no, I never thought that an Immortal Slaying Gourd could deal with an Eighth Layer of Great Luo Demon Sovereign. " Hsiang Yang said with a smile.

"How dare you be so arrogant?"

The middle-aged man looked at Hsiang Yang with a cold expression. If looks could kill, he would have killed Hsiang Yang countless times.

"But, you are just a man who has lost 80% of your source energy. You only have 20% of your original strength left in your body. No, no, your true strength can't be called Immortal Venerable anymore. It's an exaggeration to say that you're an Immortal King. " Hsiang Yang said with a sigh.

"Good, good. Kid, do you really think that I'm no match for you after losing my source? Since you're courting death. . . Then don't blame me for killing you first, regardless of my relationship with the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger Bloodline. "

The middle-aged man roared furiously at his eighteen subordinates, "Kill him and snatch the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger for me. "

"Yes!"

In fact, those eighteen Seventh Layer of Great Luo warriors had already been refined by this middle-aged man into his puppets. Even if he had lost some of his strength, those eighteen men would still listen to him obediently. At this moment, all eighteen of them were ready to charge at Hsiang Yang.

After the little baldy and Sun Chunyu saw each other, the two of them walked out side by side once again, preparing to continue fighting these eighteen Seventh Layer of Great Luo warriors.

"Chi. . . "

However, at this moment, a 'Chi' sound was heard. The middle-aged man felt a cold sensation on his arm, then his hand broke off from his shoulder and fell to the ground.

"It doesn't hurt, right? This is the Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger. Its speed is very fast. Even if I cut your neck, you won't feel any pain. You will die without a sound. This is what it means to die of happiness. " Hsiang Yang's annoying voice rang out once again, causing the middle-aged man's expression to become even uglier.

As a peerless Eighth Layer of Great Luo Devil Sovereign, his arm had been cut off by someone without making any noise. He was killed without any resistance.

Cold sweat was pouring out of his body. His clothes had long been soaked by the cold sweat. It was imaginable that if the previous slash had landed on his neck, he would have been dead by now.

The power of the legendary Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger was definitely not weak.

"Stop. "

The middle-aged man hurriedly stopped his eighteen subordinates. His forehead was still covered in sweat, and there was even blood dripping from his shoulder. This was because he discovered that there was a terrifying killing intent lingering around his wound, causing him to be unable to recover in a short period of time, and his severed arm was also unable to regrow.

"What exactly do you want?"

He was about to go crazy. A mighty Eighth Layer of Great Luo expert was forced into such a state by Hsiang Yang. It was truly shameful.

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