530 To be a slave, or to die.

"Half-Moon Blade!"

The Nine Shadows Sergeant roared angrily, and more than fifty pale cyan cold rays slashed towards Long Jiuyang.

Long Jiuyang's retreat was completely blocked, and there were no five ways to retreat.

But.

Does Long Jiuyang need to retreat?

Of course.

No, you don't!

I saw that he was an ordinary young man, with an ordinary face, full of disdainful smiles.

It's just a bunch of spicy chickens, even if there are a lot of people, what's the use?

"It's time for your show to end. ”

After speaking, Long Jiuyang's big hand slowly patted it.

The terrifying golden light flashed again, and a golden slap, like a small mountain, slapped towards the dozens of people in front of him.

The cyan sword, like ice and snow, was instantly swallowed by the golden giant palm.

Boom –

The sound of horror is in this small shop.

Jia Qingnian only felt a shaking under his feet, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Clean and tidy shop, dusty, tables and chairs tumbling.

When he saw the scene of the previous year again, he was cold.

Nearly thirty Nine Shadow Sergeants were under the floor at this time, their long hair was scattered, and their fierce faces were only fear and pain.

Looking at Long Jiuyang's gaze, he was even more frightened and desperate.

The remaining twenty or so Jiuyou sergeants, carrying wide knives in their hands, trembled in their legs, but they no longer dared to make a move against Long Jiuyang.

Long Jiuyang's ordinary appearance was like a demon god in their eyes at this time.

"What?

Looking at them, Long Jiuyang sneered.

Whenβ€”

Long Jiuyang gave him a cold look, but his hands were so frightened that it was difficult to hold the blade in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhen Shiqiang's face turned pale, but for Long Jiuyang, he also showed jealousy.

It's a god-level martial art again!

Although he was very greedy, he knew that it was not as simple as he imagined to obtain this god-level martial art.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Zhen Shiqiang shouted with a gloomy face.

Hearing the angry scolding of their own general, these desperate Nine Shadow Sergeants had even more dead ashes on their faces.

"General, this kid is so powerful, we are not her opponents......"

The elderly general said helplessly.

This kid backhanded the average brother under the floor, as if he was playing with them, how did they fight?

Sent to death?

"Hmph, give me back. ”

Zhen Shiqiang said helplessly, it seems that only he has made a move!

"Boy, you're a toast and don't eat and drink!"

Looking at Long Jiuyang, Zhen Shiqiang said coldly.

After saying that, he saw his right hand shake, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand.

Holding a silver sword, Zhen Shiqiang's momentum has climbed to the peak.

"Eat this general's sword!"

After finishing speaking, the silver long sword suddenly turned into a silver dragon.

"One sword moves the sky!"

Zhen Shiqiang muttered in a deep voice.

He didn't retain his strength with this sword, and when his strength exploded, the long sword in his hand seemed to be about to split this small medicinal herb shop in half.

He is an eighth-order person, and his profound power is not comparable to those Nine Shadow soldiers.

"It's still a little bit like that!"

Looking at Zhen Shiqiang, who had a strong blow, Long Jiuyang showed a serious expression.

Of course, at best, it's serious.

No matter how strong Zhen Shiqiang is in the True Realm, it is not enough for him to pay attention to it.

"Then let you see what real sword skills are. ”

After speaking, he saw Long Jiuyang's hands clenched, and a cyan light appeared in his hand.

"Tai Chi swordsmanship, four or two thousand catties!"

Long Jiuyang didn't use much Xuan power, but when Zhen Shiqiang's silver sword slashed at Long Jiuyang's silver sword, he showed a frightened expression.

He could feel that all his Xuan power was bombarded out, and the damage caused to the young man in front of him was almost zero.

Unloading Zhen Shiqiang's Xuan Li, Long Jiuyang smiled lightly.

A high-level military general who turns into a true is also a top powerhouse in the Nine Shadows Empire, so stay and become a slave of the Purple Moon Empire!

"I still have two strengths, and I just want a servant, so you can stay. ”

After the words were spoken, Long Jiuyang's figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Zhen Shiqiang.

"Life and Death Talisman!"

When Zhen Shiqiang heard this cold voice, he only felt a chill in his back, and he couldn't move.

Long Jiuyang not only gave him a life and death talisman, but also performed a point technique, making it difficult for him to escape.

"What did you do to me?"

Feeling that he had lost control of his body, Zhen Shiqiang was extremely frightened.

Even if he was a martial artist in the True Realm, it was difficult to understand what his current situation was.

"Hehe, you'll find out soon. ”

Long Jiuyang smiled happily, because he had another powerful subordinate in the future.

But his smile, in Zhen Shiqiang's eyes, was like a demon.

A feeling of crispy oxygen came from his back, and soon spread throughout his body, and the tingling and itching made him writhe.

A minute later.

Zhen Shiqiang was already sweating.

Itchy, stinging, he is like a thousand ants devouring his heart.

His face gradually became distorted.

"Please...... Put...... I ......"

Looking at Long Jiuyang, Zhen Shiqiang pleaded hoarsely.

Seeing Zhen Shiqiang in such pain, Jia Qingnian and the group of Jiuyou soldiers were all cold.

What kind of means did this guy use to make the general so miserable?

Without trying the horror of life and death talismans, they couldn't imagine how painful Zhen Shiqiang was at this time.

Dingβ€”β€”

Long Jiuyang's fingers were dotted, and Zhen Shiqiang's acupuncture points were instantly unlocked.

Zhen Shiqiang, who regained control, suddenly fell to the ground.

Thorn -

Tearing open his brocade robe, he grabbed his body hard.

The tingling itch made him want to scratch his skin.

"Be my slave, or suffer so much every day until the seventy-seventy-ninth day, when your body festers and dies. ”

Looking at Zhen Shiqiang, who fell to the ground in pain, Long Jiuyang's cold eyes did not have a trace of sympathy.

To be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

This is a truth that he has already understood.

The skin of his body was broken and bleeding, and the tingling and tingling pain did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

Choke –

Raising his long sword, Zhen Shiqiang really wanted to cut off his own flesh and blood.

But thinking of that, he was absolutely going to die, and he clenched his steel teeth.

"Haven't you thought about it yet? This itch will last for an hour, and this is just the beginning. ”

Looking at Zhen Shiqiang, who was in pain, Long Jiuyang said lightly.

His eyes swept over Jia Qingnian and the others, and immediately frightened these people into a cold sweat.

Boom –

"Master spare your life!"

Kneeling on the ground, Jia Qingnian regretted it.

Unexpectedly, the extremely powerful tiger general Zhen Shiqiang, under the hands of this mysterious young man, could not hold on to three moves.

"Humph!"

Glancing at Jia Qingnian, Long Jiuyang suddenly snorted coldly.

This guy defected just now, and the account hasn't been settled yet!

With a slap of his right hand, a white light fell on Jia Qingnian's body.

As long as it is the surrendered people of the Nine Shadows, it seems that they must plant life and death talismans on them, otherwise maybe at any time, these people will betray themselves again.

"Ah......h

Feeling the coldness of his body, Jia Qingnian's hairs stood on end.

"This is your punishment, and every day you will suffer a quarter of an hour's punishment!"

Looking at Jia Qingnian, Long Jiuyang said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Jia Qingnian felt something strange in his body.

Looking at Zhen Shiqiang, who was naked and covered with scars, Jia Qingnian sweated like rain.

......

(End of chapter)