Chapter 1735 Proud Yang Fengshan(2/2)
Qiu Wanjie was stunned.
Damn it!
It makes so much sense!
"Master Yang!"
Seeing the murderous intention on Yang Fengshan's face, Qiu Wanjie became anxious.
"I know many secrets of the Anti-Immortal Alliance, and I also know a very secret ruins in the wilderness!"
"As long as you let me live, I will tell you everything!"
"I don't want anything, I just want to live!"
Qiu Wanjie began to plead hard.
But Yang Fengshan had no intention of letting Qiu Wanjie go.
"go to hell!"
Yang Fengshan's kick landed heavily.
Critical moment.
Qiu Wanjie suddenly roared angrily.
Another force suddenly emerged from his body.
He blocked Yang Fengshan's kick forcefully.
next moment.
Qiu Wanjie dragged his seriously injured body and fled far away.
"I can't die! I have managed to survive until now and survived the torture of Qianxian Mansion. I will succeed soon!"
"How can I die here?"
"As long as I find the remains of Emperor Moshi, I can reverse everything!"
"I have to live!"
Qiu Wanjie's will is extremely tenacious. Even if he is at the end of his rope, he still relies on his will to survive to escape.
"No matter how hard an ant struggles, he is still an ant."
An extremely cold voice sounded beside Qiu Wanjie.
Before Qiu Wanjie could turn around and look.
A palm suddenly slapped Qiu Wanjie's Heavenly Spirit Cover hard.
Click!!!
Qiu Wanjie's whole head exploded.
Red and white splashed everywhere.
A frightened and desperate immortal soul escaped from the broken head.
Yang Fengshan's eyes widened.
A swastika Buddha seal actually appeared between his eyebrows.
It hit Qiu Wanjie's immortal soul.
"ah!!!"
Qiu Wanjie's immortal soul screamed in despair.
"The power of Buddhist enlightenment!!!"
"Yang Fengshan!!! You are the head of the Immortal Mansion, but you practice the power of Buddhism!"
"you"
Without waiting for Qiu Wanjie's last words to be finished, Yang Fengshan activated the Buddha's power and directly disintegrated Qiu Wanjie's immortal soul.
The immortal soul dies.
At this point, Qiu Wanjie died.
Yang Fengshan threw away Qiu Wanjie's body with a cold smile on his face.
"In this way, the remains of Emperor Mo Shi are destined to belong to me, Yang Fengshan."
"No one will compete with me anymore."
"Hahahahaha!"
Thinking of this, Yang Fengshan couldn't help laughing excitedly.
But at this moment.
"Why is there laughter coming from here?"
"Someone came earlier than us?"
"Who is it? Could it be that the remains of Emperor Moshi have fallen into his hands?"
Voices sounded from not far away.
Yang Fengshan's laughter stopped suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.
"Why are so many people coming?"
Chapter completed!