Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

Another blood-eyed soul-controlling insect turned into curls of green smoke. King Hu Yan completely gave up the idea of ​​refining Li Wudao into a puppet, "In this case, die!"

The horned dragon-like muscles bulged, and King Hu Yama ejected, leaving two deep foot marks on the hard bluestone ground.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A storm of fists hit Li Wudao.

"Good opportunity!" Li Wudao, who tilted his head and pretended to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes. His two forearms were tightly wrapped around Hu Yanwang's neck, and his other hand was tightly grasping the wrist of the hand wrapped around the opponent's neck, forming a closed state. , then apply force in the upward direction and keep applying pressure!

At the same time, his legs went around both sides of Hu Yan Wang's body, forming scissor legs to imprison Hu Yan Wang's body.

The third style of naked choke, guillotine!

This is the strongest of the three naked choke moves. If the strength is equal, it can completely break the opponent's head.

With a strong belief that he would not let go no matter what, Li Wudao had his hands and feet broken by the violent King Hu Yan...

No matter how perfect your skills are, they can't make up for the gap in strength.

Compared with Li Wudao, Hu Yanwang, who has a blood-eyed soul-controlling insect in his body, is no longer an old man playing tricks on a naughty boy, but an elephant and an ant wrestling with each other.

As you can imagine, the most powerful form of naked choke, which has no disadvantages, was easily cracked.

"Although it is just an ant, the power of Lei Yuan in this corpse..." Forcibly suppressing the urge to dismantle Li Wudao, Hu Yanwang picked up Li Wudao's limp body, gently swung it as if throwing garbage, and threw it away accurately. Entered the red coffin.

In the coffin, Li Wudao, who seemed completely dead, slowly opened his eyes, "It feels like lying on a wooden board..."

The pain felt like his whole body was falling apart, but he had long been used to it, and he felt carefully that the broken bones were being repaired, and the broken organs were also healing. At this speed, it would take less than ten breaths for him to be alive again.

But so what if he is alive and well, what's the point of being abused even if he goes out!

Although Can Jian is under control, he should not be in any danger at the moment. In this case, it would be good to just lie down and relax with his eyes closed.

Because he is immortal, he is calm.

But soon, Li Wudao could no longer calm down!

Because he heard a familiar voice, "What kind of monster are you? I am the God Catcher of Qingtian County. The Imperial Envoy is here, why don't you hurry up and capture him!"

"Fuck!" Li Wudao almost jumped up from the board. He realized a problem, that is, except himself, everyone else is a burden...

"Jie Jie Jie!!!"

King Hu Yan had already made a familiar strange cry, and Li Wudao knew that this was the rhythm that would annihilate the entire army.

No, I have to go out and delay for a while. If I can escape, I will count it!

Opening his eyes suddenly, Li Wudao almost screamed. Above his body, there was a woman floating parallel to each other, with their eyes facing each other. The tips of their noses were less than a finger apart, but he didn't feel the other person's breathing...

"Catching Gods? Zhou Zheng, blind your dog eyes and see who I am?" In the underground palace, King Hu Hell slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Zheng with a sinister look.

A bolt from the blue, Zhou Zheng was struck by lightning. He forced himself to suppress his trembling legs, barely maintaining the dignity of a generation of god-catchers, "You... you... you are, you are Hu... King of Hell! Aren't you already dead..."

"So, you killed my substitute?" King Hu Yan narrowed his eyes. In order to break through from the blood envoy to the blood lord, he has been sleeping in the coffin for three years. Today is the day when his magical power is completed. What happened to the outside world? Of course, I don’t know anything about it.

However, if people from the Yamen came here, it is not difficult to infer that something happened to the county magistrate Qian Datong and his substitute who he trained.

But, so what!

If he succeeds, even if he is the only one left alone, what does it matter!

After ten years of planning and three years of death, now he can truly be called the King of Hell. Whoever wants to live will live, and whoever wants to die will die!

"Substitute..." Zhou Zheng suddenly realized that the joints of the hand holding the knife were turning white. The King Hu in front of him gave him a strong sense of oppression, as unshakable as a mountain.

Zuo Dao also looked horrified. As a sixth-grade warrior, his perception was more sensitive. Even at his peak, he was still invincible against the person in front of him.

To be precise, this can no longer be called a human being.

What's more, Can Jian, whose strength is comparable to his, is still kneeling on the ground.

"What happened to your Broken Sword..." Zuodao took a step forward and protected Wenren Zhengyang behind him, while making an escape gesture with his hand behind his back.

Wen Ren Zhengyang naturally saw Zuo Dao's hint, but he did not move and still maintained his upright and majestic face.

Zuo Dao sighed secretly. He knew this imperial envoy. He was someone who would not frown even if the knife was placed on his neck. He was afraid that he would die for the country today.

"Oh? His name is Can Jian, and he is now my puppet." King Hu Yan said in a frivolous tone, "But don't panic, you guys will all become my puppets."

"Sir, take care! Zuo Dao takes a step first!" He pushed Wenren Zhengyang back violently, took a step forward with Zuo Dao, and sank his legs at the same time. He held the knife, drew it, and put it away in one go, "Draw the knife and chop!" "

Zuo Dao knew very well that with the residual energy he had recovered so far, he would not be able to exert even one-tenth of the power of drawing the sword to strike. Instead, it would be violently counterattacked, but he had no other choice.

The swords were criss-crossing, Hu Yan Wang did not dodge or evade, and allowed the swords to cut into the naked body, without even a white mark appearing, contempt, Chiguoguo's contempt!

Zuo Dao vomited a liter of blood and fell directly to the ground.

"Don't say that you have no real energy. Even in your heyday, in my opinion, you are just an ant." King Hu Yan looked at the dust on his body and showed a disdainful smile.

"Become my puppet, are you ready? Jie Jie Jie!" King Hu Yan laughed wildly, and dense blood-eyed soul-controlling insects emerged from his body and wrapped him in it.

He spread his arms and slowly lifted into the air, like an ancient troll, "You should be lucky that you can become the nourishment of my blood worm!"

Except for Wenren Zhengyang, Zuo Dao, and Zhou Zheng, who still looked upright, they all showed determination and were ready to fight to the death.

King Hu Hell seemed to have read through several people's thoughts and sneered: "It's useless. From today on, I am the god in this world!"

"Are you a god? I am still an immortal!" A teasing voice came from the red coffin, and a figure floated up, slowly floating in the air.

"This...how is this possible!" Hu Yanwang's eyes flashed red, "What kind of freak are you!"

"A freak?" Li Wudao smiled lightly, "I wonder if you have heard of... Immortal Immortal!"