Chapter 445: A Tragic Life 1

And now that he has stopped and said something like this, he is not telling him a joke, and what is it?

He is a person who has just been promoted to the spirit king, so what can he compare with this unfathomable young man?

"Don't worry, this time I will suppress my strength at the same level as you" The beautiful man looked at the pale and smiling Fu Sanye with an expression on his face, and said lightly. At the same time, the silver-white spiritual power in his hand shot towards Fu Sanye's chest, who had not had time to think.

"Who the hell are you?" Fu Sanye said angrily and quickly retreated. it's too much of a bully! He felt that he was now a monkey being played, and when his master was happy, he rewarded two pieces of candy, and when he was unhappy, he killed his whole family.

"You don't have to know!" Hua Meinan said coldly, casually, and sacrificed a silver-white spiritual power ball.

"And what kind of strength are you?" Fu Sanye asked without giving up while dodging.

"Spirit King is only a first-order!" The beautiful man smiled indifferently and accelerated the attack in his hand.

"The Spirit King's first order is just that!" Fu Sanye didn't come up in one breath, and almost fainted. If he was really the Spirit King First Order, then when he killed the forty or fifty members of the Fu family in seconds just now, was it all his own hallucination? The speed like lightning, as well as the sharp, unstoppable murderous aura, can take people's lives without using their hands at all, and even under his obstruction, they can still walk freely, like chopping tofu, one palm at a time, killing all the clansmen.

However, no matter how much Fu Sanye wants at this time, it is in vain.

No, in a flute world, the beautiful man attacked Fu Sanye's right chest, and a trickle of blood red flowed out, dyeing his green shirt red.

"Concentrate, or next time, it will kill you!" After Hua Meinan finished speaking, the majestic silver-white spiritual power quickly gathered in his hands, and then, tens of thousands of maple leaves poured towards Fu Sanye from all directions...

This attack skill, Hua Meinan called it the autumn wind to sweep the leaves, and it was he who quickly glanced at it and wrote it down when the master put the Red Moon Linfeng Duel into his mind.

The name was meaningful, so he used it!

But looking at the red maple in front of him with different postures, the beautiful man became more and more definitely a good name. I saw thousands of maple leaves dancing, spinning in the air, floating forward without harm, like waves in the wind, which was very beautiful.

And Fu Sanye, who was already depressed, saw that many maple leaves were pouring like a tsunami, and kept dodging left and right, but there were still a lot of red maples hitting him, and directly passing through his body and floating away.

In an instant, Fu Sanye fell to the ground, dying!

"Alas, it's really not beaten, although you are innocent of death, but you don't have to have fun!" Hua Meinan looked at Fu Sanye, who was lying on the ground and broke into pieces in an instant, sighed regretfully, and looked at the people of the Emperor Evil Palace who were dumbfounded.

"Hehe, it's okay, should we go in, do we see if there's any living mouth inside?" When one of the women in white heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she asked with a dry laugh.

"Well, then you can go in and have a look, be careful!" The beautiful man nodded and instructed.

"Hmm"

"Do you have any water in the pool?" After the woman in white left, the beautiful man looked at the broken corpses and corpses all over the ground, and Yuan Shen swooped into the Divine Mansion and asked Chunyang.