The Ultimate Strongman (Text 42.Chapter 42) Text, please enjoy!

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"I'm willing to be a sex slave, do you have the guts to take me? Hua Ling said coldly, she didn't look at it, suddenly her wrist straightened, a cold light flashed, and the long sword stabbed into Zhang Chao's throat fiercely, "Even if it is the meaning of the Forbidden Palace, our Luoshui Fort will not give in, Tan Long, I want to see how you, the commander of the light pole, led 50,000 soldiers and horses to conquer my Luoshui Fort! Cheng Yang, let's go!"

Cheng Yang glanced at Hua Ling with some surprise, but he didn't expect this girl to be a little arrogant, but he couldn't help but let him look at it differently.

Seeing that Zhang Chao, whose face was suddenly distorted, covered his throat and slowly fell, Tan Long's fat face couldn't help but change, and he looked at the two of them fiercely and said, "You want to leave after killing people? What do you think of my Cloud Piercing Castle? And that kid, who are you? Why do you want my map?"

The reason why he didn't make a move for a long time was mainly because he was also quite jealous of Cheng Yang, although he didn't see the earth-shattering scene of Cheng Yang killing a second-order powerhouse in seconds, but the death of the eight lieutenant generals and Zhang Chao here is a very conspicuous fact.

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Tan Long came to Zhang Chao's mansion almost all the time, but just in this moment, the second-order powerhouse actually died! Although he was silent on the surface, Tan Long set off a huge wave in his heart, even if he personally took action, it was not easy to kill eight second-order powerhouses in this moment, not to mention that this young man was just a second-order powerhouse, how did he do it?

"I'm looking for a place, so I need your map. Cheng Yang said lightly, "As for the war between you and Luoshui Fort, I have no interest, and I don't care who wins and who loses, and when I leave, how do you love is your freedom, by the way, I want to take Hua Ling away, please get out of the way." ”

Tan Long's teeth clucked, and a raging anger ignited in his heart, this young man despised him so much, either extremely confident or outright crazy.

He couldn't understand why Cheng Yang dared to be so tough in the face of a third-order powerhouse, and didn't leave a way out for himself at all, not to mention that his subordinates were constantly rushing over, and he summoned 10,000 soldiers, even if one person spitted on him, he drowned this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, no matter how jealous he is, it is impossible to let Cheng Yang go. This is no longer about avenging his subordinates, but about his own face, if in full view of everyone, let the two young men and girls who have not dried up like no one and kill their own people and then leave calmly, then he Tan Castle Lord will not have to mix, and if the messenger of the Forbidden Temple knows, I am afraid that he will question whether he has the ability to be the castle master.

Originally, he still had the intention of soliciting Cheng Yang, but now he has been stimulated by his words, and he can't wait to break Cheng Yang's body into ten thousand pieces.

"Kill them!" Looking at the soldiers who poured into the courtyard like a tide, Tan Long's face became cruel, and he was instantly filled with the cold aura of the superior, and the power he held for a long time made this fat castle lord not only not be kind, but instead looked like a powerful bloodthirsty majesty.

These ordinary soldiers naturally would not be the opponents of the strong, but Tan Long just wanted to see what Cheng Yang's methods were. He doesn't care about the number of people who die, what he told Cheng Yang just now is also his true thoughts, no matter how many people die, as long as he doesn't die, it doesn't matter.

Hua Ling looked at the soldiers who were surrounded by water, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly. Although there are many ordinary soldiers, they are not in her heart, there is no comparison between ordinary people and strong people, even if they are powerful ordinary people, the number of people is only a numerical concept. The key is whether Tan Long makes a move, which is what she is most worried about. Although Cheng Yang is stronger than she imagined, after all, he is only at the second-order level, and he may not be able to fight against the third-order powerhouse.

Entering the Cloud Piercing Castle this time, it can be said that he encountered the worst situation, but I don't know why, looking at Cheng Yang, who was indifferent from beginning to end, Hua Ling suddenly felt that everything was no big deal, it seemed that even if the sky fell, this weak boy would have a way to hold it up.

The soldiers rushed towards Chengyang and Hua Ling like a tide, and no one took this weak boy and this beautiful girl in their eyes, but instead had a feeling of abusing and killing the weak. Of course, they didn't see the scene of Cheng Yang killing the second-order powerhouse in seconds, otherwise they would have been scared at the moment.

Cheng Yang didn't seem to see the guns surging from all directions, he took Hua Ling's hand and strode out of the courtyard. Hua Ling was grabbed by his hand, and somehow, Fang Xin suddenly jumped up, looking at the back that was not majestic but very strong, the girl's heart suddenly skipped the feeling of warmth and reassurance, and followed Cheng Yang like a kitten.

The first soldier to rush forward was already less than two feet away from Cheng Yang, and the iron spear that flashed with cold light could even pierce Cheng Yang's chest, but just when the soldier was about to strive to be the first to eat crabs, his face suddenly changed, and then he fell silently, and at the same time as he fell, his face had turned dead gray.

As if they were infected, and as if they had knocked down a piece of dominoes, the soldiers at the head fell down and had a continuous effect, and the soldiers behind them fell like straw one after another, and everyone turned an abnormal gray skin when they fell.

There was no shouting, no screaming, only a silent fall, death was like a silent dance, spreading in a circular shape from the center point, turning all life into a hollow and meaningless silence, as Cheng Yang and Hua Ling strode forward, his front, back, and soldiers on the left and right sides fell together in pieces.

Cheng Yang is like a god of death stepping on the rhythm of death, he walks expressionlessly, every step he takes, in his eyes can clearly reflect the whole process of life flourishing and declining, like a reincarnation epic, singing the melody of death and the song of demons.

The soldiers looked at Cheng Yang in horror, their eyes were no longer cruel, but replaced by infinite fear, when things were beyond the scope of their understanding, it caused a large-scale mental breakdown, when the collapse accumulated to a certain extent, people would go crazy, but from normal to crazy, it also took time to transition, but Cheng Yang didn't even give them this time.

He was like a steel chariot weighing 10,000 pounds, rumbling past, crushing everything under the iron wheel, and any force that tried to resist him was as immeasurable as a mantis arm as a chariot.

When the gray corpses were piled up on the street from Zhang Chao's courtyard, no soldiers dared to rush up again, the number of people does not necessarily mean that they are fearless, especially in the face of an incomprehensible scene, fear buries reason like a tide, Tan Long summoned 10,000 soldiers, just a moment, and a tenth of them have lost their lives forever.

But even if no one dared to rush up again, the soldiers were still falling one by one, and the several zhang circles around Cheng Yang and Hua Ling had become a vacuum of death, and all the soldiers who entered it died without exception, and the vacuum area was still expanding, continuing to evaporate life.

The fallen soldiers even included several first-order powerhouses, and the first-order powerhouses were not ordinary people, but what they encountered was no different from these ordinary soldiers, as if there was an invisible gray hand, with an irresistible force, instantly killing all their vitality.

Hua Ling followed Cheng Yang in fear, she was not a rookie who had just entered the battlefield, as a first-order powerhouse, although the girl was young, she had already followed her father to fight many times, killing people was nothing to Hua Ling, and even she herself had killed many people.

But like Cheng Yang, just walking slowly, the people around him fell one after another, this kind of weird way of killing, Hua Ling didn't say that he hadn't seen it, but he hadn't even heard of it. Although the sun shines on her body with a warm heat, but the girl has a chill from the bottom of her heart, watching human life die like ants, Hua Ling can't help but tremble slightly, and even has a terrifying feeling like going crazy.

As if sensing the fear in her heart, Cheng Yang turned his head, looked at the pale girl, smiled at her, and a warm power was transmitted from his hand, instantly dispelling the coldness in Hua Ling's heart, making her feel much better. Cheng Yang admired this girl's arrogance, so he unconsciously wanted to help her.

Faintly, the sky seemed to sound the song of resentment coming from the nameless space, like ten thousand ghosts crying, which sounded shocking. I don't know when a large strange blood cloud suddenly floated in the sky, blocking the dazzling sun and shining on the street, glowing like blood.

The pedestrians in the streets scattered in terror and fled for their lives, and in a matter of moments, only the living and the dead soldiers remained.

Cheng Yang slowly stretched out his right hand, the skin of his palm was moist and shiny, like white jade, but in Cheng Yang's eyes, his palm was covered with countless black gas as thin as the eye of a needle. All the ghosts were confined to Cheng Yang's palms, and as Cheng Yang advanced, the number of ghosts was increasing exponentially.

In the depths of Cheng Yang's emotionless eyes, an incomparably complex forbidden magic circle was slowly composing, and the wonderful forbidden node structure that was enough to make the forbidden master go crazy was effortlessly arranged. The whole forbidden house is like a seed, which takes root and sprouts at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaks through the soil and becomes a sapling, and then grows into a towering tree, and then branches and leaves, until it becomes a forest alone!

Tan Long had cold sweat on his forehead, his fat body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes looking directly at Cheng Yang's back were full of fear.

He should have taken action against this young man as soon as possible to avoid too many deaths of his soldiers, but he didn't know why, looking at Cheng Yang, Tan Long suddenly had a sense of fear that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and his instinct kept flashing in his consciousness, and then turned into a strange rune, making his eyes see a strange scene.

A few feet behind Cheng Yang, an incomprehensible huge gray pillar of light soared into the sky, the pillar of light was full of resentment and curse power, and countless strange faces that were pale but could not see their facial features at all loomed on the surface of the pillar of light, even with the strength of Tan Long's third-order powerhouse, it looked like he felt shockingly dizzy.

He suddenly understood that these faces were the ghosts of those dead soldiers, collected by Cheng Yang in a way that he couldn't understand, and if Cheng Yang was allowed to harvest his life like this, it wouldn't be long before his Cloud Piercing Castle would become a dead city at nightfall.

A city of total death! Even he will be one of those ghosts!

Tan Long roared wildly, and his fat and heavy body suddenly rose to the sky, rushing towards Chengyang, who had already walked hundreds of zhang away. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)