Chapter 1782: Surrender

Boom boom boom one by one!

Yang Qingfeng's sword qi was boundless, almost enveloping the entire Demon Suppression Prison, and under the terrifying sword qi, the incomparably tough crystal coffins that were shrouded in the sword qi seemed to have turned into mud and were torn apart.

"Hahaha, I'm Hu Hansan back again! Finally see the light of day, and I won't let go of any of the miscellaneous pieces that hurt me!"

A tall man covered in long hair and resembling a savage was freed after the crystal coffin was shattered, but he only laughed wildly, and the smile froze on his face, and his body instantly turned into a pile of flesh in the sound of delicate flesh cutting.

As tragic as this Hu Hansan, there were other strong men or monsters who escaped from the crystal coffin, only to see a one-horned minotaur with a metallic luster all over his body, like wearing thick armor, only to raise his head to the sky and roar, and the body that was tougher than metal was instantly crushed;

A monkey with sharp beak and sharp claws jumped out of the crystal coffin, and immediately ran out with a shocked face, but only one step was moved, and his body was stunned, turning into mud and flesh;

A corpse that had been dead for an unknown number of years and had become a dried corpse fell out of the broken crystal coffin, but before it landed, it was instantly strangled into powder and flew up......

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At this time, the offensive and defensive collision between Yang Qingfeng's sword qi and the top giants and powerhouses of the wilderness was really terrifying, and everywhere he passed, no matter what it was, there was almost no armor left!

It's all about it, but it's all happening in a few dozen breaths. In this short period of time, except for the Wheel King, all the other wild powerhouses were injured, and they all had to grit their teeth and sacrifice their hole cards to resist desperately.

Roar!

The demon king bat couldn't bear it anymore with a smile, and roared angrily, and his body turned into a ten-zhang bat body, rising to the sky. But before he flew, a series of deadly sword wires followed him, and they were wrenched into his seven holes pervasively, and rolling blood rushed out of his seven holes, mixed with a large amount of minced meat.

I just pity this demon king, the outer skin is extremely tough, but the inside is still crushed by the pervasive sword qi, and a light fluttering skin bag slowly falls. But this skin lost the protection of supernatural powers, and only lasted for a while, and before it could fully land, it also ended up being crushed into pieces.

When Zou Dui saw this scene, he was also amused, it seems that all the strong people of the demon clan, as long as they dare to touch Momen, will not die well in the end......

After another moment, the situation of the powerhouses of the various clans who came here became more and more unfavorable, because Yang Qingfeng's sword qi storm didn't even give them a breath of effort, and still continued to strengthen.

In this case, all the strong people in the wilderness can't care about it. Bai Wuji and the Black Mountain Elder roared angrily, and finally summoned the two god-level flesh puppets, one black and one white, but the addition of the two god-level flesh puppets only made the situation slightly better.

"Not good...... Yang Qingfeng's strength is a hundred times stronger than before! We are no longer opponents!"

"After he faked his death, he hid in the Demon Suppression Prison, obviously digging this big hole and filling us in...... We stupidly crashed into it!"

"Alas...... In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery is false...... Yang Qingfeng's strength is far beyond our expectations, everyone, surrender, otherwise we will all turn into a puddle of minced meat today......"

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In the midst of exclamations and sighs, all the barbarian powerhouses were disheartened, and they really didn't have the heart to confront the incomparably powerful Yang Qingfeng anymore, and they had the idea of surrendering.

The Wheel King gritted his teeth and widened his eyes, unable to accept all this. He originally thought that he had paid a huge price and finally reached the realm of "pseudo-god level", and he was already invincible in the wilderness, but he didn't expect that in front of Yang Qingfeng at this time, it was like a baby meeting an adult, and he had no power to fight back......

As a strong man, the Wheel King has the dignity of a strong man, but at this time, he must make a choice between dignity and life. In the end, he also sighed, chose to save his life, and said loudly: "The master of the Momen Sect still asks his subordinates to be merciful!

The Wheel King's voice was really effective, and then he saw that the sword qi in the sky slowly stopped.

The life was finally saved temporarily, and for a while, except for the Wheel King, the other barbarian powerhouses were all too tired to do it, and they sat on the ground without an image, panting for breath.

At this moment, an incomparably majestic voice came: "Kneel!"

Which of the strong people in the wilderness is not the leader of their respective clans, they have always enjoyed the aura of the strong, and when they heard this sound of "kneeling", they were all red with anger for a while, and their eyes were spewing fire.

It's a pity that form is stronger than people after all, and the anger is only for a moment, and the Supreme Elders of the Black and White families glanced at each other, sighed and slowly bent their knees. With the Supreme Elders of the Black and White families taking the lead, the other powerhouses could only kneel on the ground with unwillingness.

The smoke and dust in the hall slowly dispersed, and a figure gradually appeared in the open crystal coffin, only to see him with his hands behind his back, his steps were steady, and his white clothes were fluttering, standing out from the crowd. But Zou Dui looked at this figure, but opened his mouth in great surprise.

The figure in front of him was completely different from the old Yang Qingfeng before, his face was extremely young, but his expression was extremely wooden, and his eyes were like dead fish eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional color.

"A physical puppet...... It seems that the master of the door has finally stepped into this step, his original physical body has indeed died, but he has completely introduced the other half of his soul into this physical puppet, and the whole person has been completely resurrected with the help of this physical puppet, and his strength has skyrocketed......"

Zou Dui smiled bitterly, feeling quite emotional. At the beginning, he thought that Yang Qingfeng would choose to die completely instead of transferring his soul completely, but Yang Qingfeng finally chose this path......

The expression and gaze of the flesh puppet were blank, but his hands and feet were extremely flexible, Yang Qingfeng slowly paced out of the crystal coffin, and looked at the barbarian powerhouses kneeling on the ground with satisfaction. Once, he had fantasized about such a day more than once, but he didn't expect it to suddenly come true on this day!

Originally, Yang Qingfeng didn't have such a strong strength, he chose to transfer his soul to the physical puppet and hide in this crystal coffin, just thinking that when the barbarian powerhouses opened the crystal coffin, he would launch a sneak attack and try to pull a few more strong people into the water to reduce the pressure on Momen.

He knew that every time he got rid of a strong man, the chance of the Momen Flame being retained was one point greater, and the best result was that he and these strong people would die together, completely relieving the trouble for Momen.