At this moment, the place where the king's disciples stood was like a hell.

Countless sound waves, blood swords, ghosts, and evil qi passed through his body, carving terrifying curses on him, and everything around him was affected by the strong spells issued by several members of the French team, and all of them changed their appearance.

The green grass on the grass turned black, the towering trees withered and cracked in an instant, and the surrounding ground was constantly corroded and melted, plus a few corpses that had just fallen to the ground, I am afraid that some people would believe that this is the eighteenth layer of hell.

However, the king stood at the very center of this torrent of spells, standing there motionless, watching the members of the French team who kept casting spells at him, as if he were watching a few monkeys perform in a circus.

Standing quietly in the deepest part of the eighteenth layer of hell, Wang Tu gently lifted the Red Crystal Long Sword, stepped over the countless corpses that were broken into several pieces step by step, and advanced towards the position of the French team members, just like a messenger from the Yellow Spring, which made people feel cold from the heart.

"That's all, aren't you very good at torturing people? Take them all out for me!"

He opened his mouth, and his whole body exuded a cold air that almost froze everything.

"Damn, this guy is really hard to deal with. ”

Blue pulled out the delicate knife from his waist, although it was shattered by Wu Shi's corpse qi storm in the morning, but after an afternoon of mana repair, it had long since returned to its original appearance.

The tip of the knife pointed in the direction of the king, and Blue shouted loudly.

"Throat!"

Just as he separated Wu Shi's hands and feet, Blue wanted to separate the throat of the king's disciple directly.

The moment Blue gave the order, a thick yin aura suddenly gathered on the small knife, turning into a black knife light and flying towards the throat of the king disciple.

Facing the sharp blade that was coming towards his throat, Wang Tu didn't even look at it, but just walked forward. In Blue's opinion, this is also a matter of course, this knife can hide the fluctuations of evil qi emitted by itself, and it cannot be felt at all if it is not gathered and carefully felt.

The image of the king's neck broken and his head falling to the ground came to mind, and Blue smiled grimly.

However, the next second something happened that he couldn't understand.

Rumble.

The black sword light hit Wang Tu's neck, and it instantly dispersed in the air like a breeze hitting a steel plate, turning into nothingness.

Syllable.

With a crisp sound, Blue's knife actually shattered into powder out of thin air!

"Ahh

Looking at the magic weapon with only the hilt left, Blue's eyes showed a look of disbelief, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Humph!" Bernard gritted his teeth to prevent himself from trembling, and reached into his throat, pulling out a plastic doll with "Wang Tu" written on its stomach to the accompaniment of a viscous and disgusting retching sound.

"Huaguo monkey, you have some skills, but don't be too arrogant!"

After saying that, Bernard directly pulled out the head of the doll, lifted the doll's belly with one hand, and poured all seven or eight models of different shapes from the hole into his hands.

"When I crush all your internal organs, I want to see how arrogant you are!"

With that, Bernard raised his right hand, grabbed all the models in the palm of his right hand, and then clenched his right hand into a fist violently.

Syllable.

The fragile plastic model was directly shattered in Bernard's hands under tremendous pressure, and hundreds of explosive spells slammed into the various organs of the king's body, and the next second, the king's internal organs were blown to pieces.

Rumble!

The violent fluctuations of the incantation explosion came from Wang Tu's body, and the energy generated by the simultaneous explosion of hundreds of incantations was too huge, and the air outside Wang Tu's body trembled.

"Hahahaha!"

Knowing that his spell had worked, Bernard laughed loudly and sharply.

However, after the tremor had subsided, Wang Tu did not react, and the air around him returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and he continued to walk forward slowly.

"Phew. ”

Wang Tu opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black-gray evil qi and landed on the ground, and the ground touched by the evil qi exploded instantly, and countless stones flew up in the air.

"I see, use evil qi to engrave the spell on the organs, and then urge the mana to cause an explosion, you are using this trick to torture Wu Shi. ”

"But these trash tricks don't work for me. ”

"How is that possible!"

Bernard's eyes widened, looking at the unscathed Wang Disciple in disbelief, the number of spells he had just engraved in the Wang Disciple's body was dozens of times that of Wu Shi's body at the time, figuratively speaking, it was as terrifying as a time bomb of several tons installed in the Wang Disciple's body. It is not surprising that such a huge number of incantations exploded together, not to mention blowing up a few internal organs, even if the entire body of the king disciple was blown into pieces.

The explosion of this incantation could be devastating to ordinary people, but for a king disciple with a spirit body and a body wrapped in divine realm qi, it was simply as if it were tickling.

Even the thunder method used by Zhang Ling, who was possessed by Lei Zun, the king disciple could rely on the spirit body to pinch and explode with his bare hands, not to mention this little spell?

"Finished?"

Wang Tu tilted his head slightly, looking at the French team members who were still struggling to use spells on themselves, looking bored and disappointed.

"Ben...... This guy's body, what's going on?"

Blue looked at the unscathed Wang disciple, couldn't help but tremble, and asked Ben, who hadn't made a move yet.

Ben didn't say anything either, just stared at the king with wide eyes, and there was only fear in his eyes.

Spell is a very terrifying single type of yin spell, does not have the ability to damage any large area, therefore, in one-on-one, the spell master can exert his greatest ability, just like this morning's match between the French team and the Huaguo youth team, in one-on-one conditions, the youth team members are not their opponents at all.

If it's the same for one-on-one, and multiple spellcasters attack one person at the same time, what will happen to the situation?

The results are predictable.

The spells used by the four team members, not to mention the Bao Dan Heavenly Master, even the strong people who have just been promoted to the God Realm, I am afraid that they will not be able to retreat with their whole body, and they must be afraid of themselves.

But now, in the face of the spells used by several of his team members, let alone let the king disciple kill or maim him, or even let him suffer a little damage, he can't do it.

What kind of monster is this?

In horror, Bernard threw the doll, which was already empty in his stomach, to the ground, and raised his high-end leather shoes to smash the doll's only able-bodied limbs.

But the king disciple still didn't stop, Bernard's spell couldn't even explode the king disciple's soft organs, how could it hurt the harder bones?

"Hah...... Ha ......"

Bernard, who had a mental breakdown to the extreme, lowered his head and gasped for breath, and he was already a little exhausted and shaky at this time after frequently using spells.

"It's over?"

At this time, Wang Tu had already walked to the position of a few meters of the French team, and he looked at the exhausted Bernard with disdain, and said boringly, as if he was looking at an ant.

"If it's over, it's over. ”

After speaking, the white figure of Wang Tu disappeared in an instant, and several members of the French team blew in a gust of wind, and they couldn't see anything clearly. Then everything went back to calm as if nothing had happened.

Except for Bernard, who was trampled on the ground with one foot by the king's disciple and kept knocking blood in his mouth.

"Bernard!" Blue screamed, and the king crippled Bernard in an instant, taking his body away from several of the players, but the French players didn't feel anything.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Bernard, who was crushed by the king's disciple's foot, kept spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and looked at the king's disciple who was holding the red crystal sword with a look of fear.

"What are you going to do...!"

Bernard's face was pale, and sorcerers were generally smarter, and although Bernard asked, he actually knew what the king wanted to do.

Looking at Bernard's appearance, Wang Tu just gently removed his right foot from Bernard's chest.

"First the right hand. ”

With that, the right foot slammed into his right shoulder blade.

Boom!

"Ahh

The sound of the ground cracking mixed with Bernard's unpleasant wail, and the king's kick not only stomped his shoulder blades to pieces, but also directly stomped on the ground under Bernard's shoulder.

"Left foot. ”

The same shattering sound sounded again, and Bernard rolled his eyes in pain, foamed at the mouth, and whimpered in pain.

Several members of the French team stood a few meters away, watching the terrifying scene in front of them, unable to make a sound at all, because they all understood that cruelty was still to come.

Wang Tu obviously wants to recreate all what Bernard did to Wu Shi's body!

"Don't, don't...... Sword Immortal, please let me go!"

Bernard also knew what he would be treated next, snot and tears all came out of his face, spitting blood and opening his mouth to beg.

But the king disciple was unmoved, just moved his foot away, and slashed around Bernard's torso with the red crystal sword, and finally locked in one place.

"If I'm not mistaken......"

With the king's words, the red crystal sword stopped in Bernard's ribs.

"Where is the liver?"

Poof.

The sound of a sharp weapon stabbing into the flesh.

Bernard's liver was punctured by the king, and countless blood splattered from the wound.

"Ahhhh

The terrible screams echoed in the ears of everyone in the French team, but none of them dared to stop the king.

The king's blue eyes opened in the night, exuding a chill, and he was only heard to speak coldly:

"What you have done to Wu Shi, my royal disciple wants you to ......"

"Give it all back!" ()

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