Chapter 921: Cruelty (Five Watches)

"Little brother Tang Yan, we Faranta don't have any ill will towards you, first of all, please understand that Faranta has never detained your ......."

A half-saint-level ancestor raised his head slightly, proudly moving forward, his voice was majestic and clear, his posture was strong, his demeanor was graceful, and his aura was magnificent, and he immediately became the focus of the audience.

But before he was halfway through the opening sentence, Tang Yan's face suddenly changed, and his tone was cold: "Who is farting!"

As the words filled, his right hand shook, and the ancient war knife slashed violently, slamming into Nan Wunian's right foot with a whirl.

Click! Click! Wow!!

Piercing crashes, terrible shattering sounds, eye-catching splatters of flesh and blood, and demonic screams shook the plains at the same time.

The ancient battle knife directly blasted Nan Wunian's right foot into slag, and the severe pain made Nan Wunian, who was already tortured, convulse like an electric shock, and let out a terrible wail. It even made the spectators from a distance frightened and retreated, and even the 30,000 warlocks trembled in their hearts and their eyes were shocked.

This ancestor blushed on the spot and was furious. "Tang Yan is a rebel and a thief, and he deceives people too much......"

But......

Click! Click! Wow!!

The same move, the same voice, the same scream, and the same halfway through his words, Tang Yangu's battle knife slashed again, this time, it shattered Nan Wunian's knees, and the miserable screams rose a few points again, with a thick hoarseness.

"Look for death!!" Old Ancestor roared angrily, spreading his hands and about to impact.

But...... Tang Yan's face was gloomy, staring at her like a beast, without saying a word, but the ferocity was even more terrifying, and the momentum completely resisted the half-saint-level ancestor.

The atmosphere of the scene has become extremely awkward!

The eyes of more than 30,000 eyes around trembled slightly, and the breath of more than 30,000 was slightly heavy!

The majestic momentum when they first gathered is gone!

Tang Yan is simply a beast, unreasonable, let alone give them a chance to speak, one by one slashes followed Nan Wunian's body, or with the most cruel 'knife slap', just imagine, how terrifying and painful it would be to smash the leg bones of one leg alive?

Warlock warriors have been regarded as 'noble' warriors since ancient times, their cultivation materials are cherished, they need to spend a huge amount of money, and do not use swords, sticks, treasures, do not face the enemy, let alone go to the battlefield, do not fight, only use charms to lead the heavens, wave their hands to draw charms to evolve all things.

They consider themselves noble, how have they ever seen such a murderous scene.

More than half of the 30,000 warlocks felt a chill.

Another ancestor stepped forward to stop the angry ancestor before, took a half step forward, looked at Tang Yan from afar, and sorted it out slightly: "I hope the two sides can talk calmly, Nan Wunian is the seventeenth grandson of my Falan Tower Lord, if you hurt him like this, the tower master will definitely ...... when he comes back."

Qiang!!

Tang Yan's eyes were red, and he took out the knife again, this time, it was no longer the slapping of the knife surface, but the slashing of the blade, poof, blood sprayed, and the bones were shattered, directly from Nan Wunian's hip bone. The tattered lower body all fell off, leaving only the upper body struggling and wailing.

The scene was a bloody mess, and a large number of female warlocks screamed and turned their faces away, their delicate bodies trembling, not daring to look at it or hear it again.

Nan Wunian died and came back to life in pain, woke up in a coma and woke up in pain, and woke up and fell into a coma again, it was simply a sharp pain like frying in a hot pan. But as a third-order martial artist, even if the body is ruined, life still exists, so ...... Even if Tang Yan only had a bright head left, as long as his soul was immortal, he would still suffer from pain.

It's really cruel and terrible.

"You ......" The ancestor was also trembling with anger, pointing at Tang Yan for a long time without speaking.

"Fair negotiations, okay!!! I'll teach you what fairness is. Whoever wants to talk to me, get your wife here first, wait until I imprison her for three months, change her memory, and then we can talk about it properly!"

"Bastard, who robbed your daughter-in-law, got kicked in the head by a donkey?" a grumpy old ancestor roared angrily, and even his eyes were a little red.

"I've seen shameless, but I've never seen someone who has lived for thousands of years and is shameless!" Tang Yansen's cold eyes roamed around the high-level of Faranta one by one, and he suddenly roared: "Nan Wunian, where is my wife Niya?"

"In Faranta!!" Nan Wunian let out a hysterical roar, with a sobbing cry. He had been completely tortured and lost his will, for fear that Tang Yan would continue.

More than 30,000 warlocks changed color slightly, and the people watching the battle from a distance also frowned.

"Who disturbed my wife's memory?" Tang Yan's voice roared.

"Lord Falanta, and the Ten Great Ancestors, join forces to disturb Niya's memory!"

"Go on!!" Tang Yan roared.

Nan Wunian screamed, completely unconcerned: "Ancestor Fang Chen asked Elder Xue Qinghe to inform me that the higher-level officials replaced Tang Yan's memory with me, and asked me to find a chance to go to Niya!"

"You ......" Fang Chen choked in his throat in one breath, pointing at Nan Wunian's trembling anger.

The rest of the Ancestors frowned and looked at Fang Chen strangely.

"Go on!!" Tang Yan's voice raised again, and most of the plains trembled.

"The tower master is not in Taiping Ancient City, he has already left two days ago, and Elder Xue Qinghe instigated me to take the opportunity to go up to the top, get close to Niya, consolidate the relationship, and then ...... And then ......" Nan Wunian roared in pain and despair, trembling under the cry.

"Again!continue!continue!" Tang Yan roared like thunder, his face was hideous, and his eyes were red as if he could drip blood.

The whole audience was silent, whether it was the crowd watching the battle from a distance or the 30,000 warlocks around, all of them were stunned and even dumbfounded.

"Shut up!!" Fang Chen Ancestor finally couldn't hold it back, roared angrily, waved his pen, gathered the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and gathered mysterious runes.

But......

At the moment when he started writing, the wolf fang in front of the stone plaque suddenly raised his head, and under the scattered long hair, a pair of hungry wolf-like green eyes flashed sharply, and he disappeared in an instant, or ...... Crit!

It was like black lightning tearing through the plain, shooting at a distance of 100 meters, directly taking the Falan Tower Ancestor, and the power of time was fully struck, and an invisible ripple encompassed his body and its surrounding 100 meters.

At the same time, Sen Leng's dagger pierced through the runes that were forming.

The warlock's runes condense surging spiritual power, pure spiritual power!

Being hit hard at the moment when it is about to take shape and being forcibly destroyed is equivalent to the shell being suppressed being forcibly detonated by the wrong line, and the result is ...... It can well be imagined!

The other ancestors of Faranta noticed the attack of the wolf fangs and tried to intercept them, but the moment they approached the range of a hundred meters, their bodies seemed to be extremely incongruous.

And then ......

Rumble!!

The uncontrollable spiritual power blast swept in all directions, and the wild explosion slammed into everyone who pounced, and even flew hundreds of meters ahead of the nearest wolf fang, spilling strong blood.

Fang Chen bore the brunt of the attack, spurting blood from his mouth and staggering backwards.

"Stop your grandma!!" Tang Yan appeared from a high altitude, his killing intent rushed into the sky, roaring like a beast, and the thick green fire exploded directly, and while falling at extreme speed, his body rotated at a high frequency, and he wildly slashed out a fierce flame nine heavy blows.

The chaotic scenes, the irascible killing, the more opportune grasping, and the indulgence seemed to be wielded, converging into a rampaging fire eagle, and slammed into the retreating Fang Chen!

Fang Chen was affected by the explosion lock, and he hadn't come back to his senses at this moment, and in the gap that he was caught off guard, nine heavy blows slammed into his body, directly blasting into the air at a height of 100 meters.

"Bastard old thing, you'd better pray you don't have a wife, or ...... I'll let her life be worse than death!" Tang Yan was like an evil ghost, chasing with the eight-phase thunder seal, manifesting with the demon spirit vein, a dragon tail swinged, and the snapping sound was crisp, and it was firmly pumped on the head of this retreating ancestor.

Although warlock-type martial artists can already engage in melee combat after being promoted to high-level martial arts, let alone semi-saint-level powerhouses, they ...... In the face of Tang Yan, a beastly melee maniac, their so-called 'adaptation' is still too far behind.

The whole mutation happened too suddenly, this ancestor's shot didn't wait for it to be attacked, the wolf's teeth had already attacked, and then the lightning collided, Fang Chen Ancestor rushed out of nearly a thousand meters like a meteorite hitting the earth, leaving a series of screams, which slammed into the earth, rebounding seven or eight times in succession, so that he could control the balance.

The originally clear face was now in tatters, and the snow-white robe was stained with blood, tattered, not much better than a beggar, although the power of the half-saint was still majestic, and it was not too fatally injured. But the scene at this moment is really shocking.

Tang Yan was so ferocious! So irritable! Even the demi-saints dared to face it head-on!

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