Chapter 947: Fangs Appear 2
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Hearing Song Yan's playful words, Zhu Rongpi's face instantly turned red, and even the green tendons on his forehead burst up, he never dreamed that the ants and grasshoppers in his eyes could threaten his life in a blink of an eye.
Especially when his two apprentices were still present, this was simply a great humiliation for him, a crazy killing intent grew in his heart, and he stared at Song Yan viciously and said: "Do you really think that you can kill the deity, take away your sword, kneel down and kowtow to the deity to make amends, the deity doesn't care about you!"
As for Tuoba Feng and Tuoba Xian'er, they were completely stunned by this scene, they didn't believe what they saw at all, it was too dreamy.
Hearing Zhu Rongqi's words, Tuoba Xian'er woke up like a dream, and shouted in panic: "Song Yan quickly put away your sword and make amends to Shizun!"
Because she knew that even if Song Yan killed Zhu Rongqi, it would be difficult to get out of the Vulcan Sect, after all, the Vulcan Sect had more than 100 tribulation masters, and there were even immortals.
"Kneel down and kowtow to make amends!" Zhu Rongqi regained his composure, looked at Song Yan coldly, and shouted lightly.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, an extremely crisp slap sounded, but it was Song Yan who slapped Zhu Rongpi in the face.
As Song Yan's slap landed on Zhu Rongpi's face, time seemed to have come to a standstill.
Tuoba Feng and Tuoba Xian'er's mouths were wide open, enough to stuff a fist, and a pair of eyes were even more round.
After a while, Tuoba Feng couldn't help but murmur, "How dare he? How dare this bastard slap Shizun!"
Tuoba Xian'er's mood was extremely complicated, she knew that with the fall of this slap, there was no possibility of easing between Song Yan and Zhu Rongqi, and the venerable of the First Sect was actually slapped by someone, which was not only an insult to Zhu Rongqi, but also an insult to the entire Vulcan Sect, which was much more serious than destroying ten and eight Vulcan Sect altars.
As for Zhu Rongpi's face, it changed several times in a very short period of time, from red to iron blue, and then from iron blue to jet black, and in the end, his face and eyes were full of a killing intent that could not be dissolved, and at the same time, his voice also roared: "Little thief, the deity swears that I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, and I will also extract your soul and burn it with the red lotus fire for two thousand years!"
Regarding Zhu Rongpi's roaring threat, Song Yan smiled disapprerovingly: "Do you think your threat is useful to me?"
As he spoke, the Qingjiao Sword in Song Yan's hand gently loosened forward, directly piercing an inch into the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time, a tyrannical aura crashed from the Qingjiao Sword into his Zhihai, as if it was about to knock his Yuanshen sitting in the center of Zhihai to collapse.
At this time, Zhu Rongpi realized that his life was still under Song Yan's control.
After a long silence, Zhu Rongpi spoke again: "What do you want?"
Song Yan said: "First, prevent the Song Dynasty from sending troops to attack the Tang Dynasty, and at the same time, your Vulcan Sect is not allowed to fight the Tang Dynasty's idea;
"Okay, the deity promises you!"
Zhu Rongqi thought for a moment and agreed.
"Zhu Rong is really a happy person!" Song Yan smiled and withdrew the Qingjiao Sword.
At this moment, Zhu Rongqi burst out with a true yuan all over his body, with an extra golden day essence wheel on his right hand and a month essence wheel on his left hand, and both wheels erupted with a terrifying aura and crashed into Song Yan.
"It seems that Zhu Rong is not convinced!"
Song Yan didn't seem to be surprised at all, Zhu Rongpi would regret his move, and the Qingjiao sword in his hand was pointed out again and again.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
The qi exploded, and both the Sun Spirit Wheel and the Moon Spirit Wheel failed to make contributions, and was picked back by Song Yan with the Frog Jiao Sword, and his body was slightly shocked, and he flew upside down to the center of the main hall.
"Die!"
Zhu Rongpi pinched the seal with both hands, and the two essence wheels of the sun and the moon erupted with an increasingly terrifying aura, turning into a round of great sun and a round of crescent moon.
"Slash!"
The frog sword in Song Yan's hand was raised and slashed out.
"When!
With two loud noises, the entire Lihuo Hall shook violently, but it was the two essence wheels that were cut off, and at the same time, Song Yan stepped out and approached Zhu Rongqi in an instant.
"Puff puff!"
The long sword slashed continuously, directly breaking the defensive Dao technique that Zhu Rongpi had placed in front of him, and before the other party had time to retreat, the tip of his sword touched Zhu Rongpi's eyebrows again, and it was still the same position before.
The mysterious sword intent spread out again, instantly freezing Zhu Rongqi's body and Yuan Shen, making him dare not move at all.
Song Yan put away the Qingjiao sword and stared at Zhu Rongpi playfully: "It's only three things, I can let you go twice, but I won't let you go the third time!"
"You!"
Zhu Rongpi stared at Song Yan deadly, but in the end, he still didn't have the courage to continue to do it.
Seeing this, Song Yan smiled at him, and then turned around and walked towards Tuoba Xian'er, even if Song Yan had his back to Zhu Rongqi, he still didn't dare to make the slightest move, for ordinary martial artists, turning their backs to the enemy might be sneak attacked, but for immortal cultivators of their level, the Yuan Shen was all around, even if they turned their backs to the enemy, they were not afraid of sneak attacks.
"Xian'er, come with me!" Song Yan came to Tuoba Xian'er's side, picked him up who was still sluggish, and walked towards the outside of the Fire Palace.
"What do you think of me as the Vulcan? Come when you want, leave when you want?"
At this moment, Zhu Rongqi's voice sounded again.
As soon as his voice fell, the figure in the hall flashed, and suddenly there were four more old men, judging from the breath on their bodies, one was in the middle of the tribulation, and there were three in the early stage of the tribulation.
"Zhu Rong Zhangjiao, are you sure you want to do this?"
Song Yan looked back at Zhu Rongqi and asked, not taking the four tribulation masters in his eyes at all.
"Take down this thief!" Zhu Rongpi shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes, Master!"
The four Raiders started at the same time.
Two swords containing terrifying power slashed at Song Yan from the left and right, and at the same time, a large black seal appeared above the main hall, emitting a circle of black halo, under the shroud of this black halo, Song Yan felt that his body suddenly became stiff.
At the same time, there was also a cultivator who kept pinching the seal on his hands, as if he was casting a powerful Dao technique.
"Zhu Rong Zhangjiao, it's not easy for you to cultivate a Tribulation Cultivator, right?"
Song Yan suddenly said an inexplicable and wonderful word, and then, he pulled Tuoba Xian'er out of a step, and with a flash of sword light, a cultivator was beheaded.
Then, the sword flashed, and the bodies of two more tribulation masters were cut in half.
The sword light flickered, turning into a blood-colored lightning bolt that stabbed at the middle of the tribulation.
"Poof!"
Without resistance, the middle of the tribulation was instantly pierced through the head by Song Yan.
The next moment, four adult-sized primordial gods flew out of the corpses of the four people, staring at Song Yan in horror, if it weren't for Song Yan's hand, the four of them would not be spared, because they found that under Song Yan's sword, they didn't have any resistance at all.
"Are you still coming?"
Song Yan swept over the four tribulation primordial gods contemptuously, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Rongpi: "The primordial gods who didn't kill them this time are for the sake of Xian'er's face, and next time, don't talk about the primordial gods, even your souls won't let go!"
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