Seeing the beast-controlling circle attacking him, An Pingsheng could only drag his injured body to dodge.
If you use demonization, you may be captured by this damn immortal cultivator and be controlled by others if you don’t use demonization.
An Pingsheng was in a dilemma.
But it is obvious that Wan Xiu will never give An Pingsheng time to consider it again.
Seeing that An Pingsheng still had the strength to escape, Wan Xiuyong sneered: "A ants are still greedy for life, why can't you, the king in the forest, understand?"
While speaking, Wan Xiuyong clenched his heart of fist, and a blue-purple thunder emerged in his hand, emitting violent energy!
He is an extremely rare thunder spirit root, and with the magical sword technique of tens of Wan Xiuyong, among the alchemy monks, Wan Xiuyong can be regarded as having a superb combat power.
Wan Xiuyong held the thunder in his hand and threw it towards An Pingsheng. The thunder seemed to have eyes, and rushed out in the direction of An Pingsheng, and hit the ground where An Pingsheng was.
"boom!!!"
An Pingsheng flew away, and a dark pit was smashed out of his original location. The ground burst and dust suddenly flew.
Now, An Pingsheng's situation became even more difficult. He had to avoid the strange beast-controlling circle, but also dodge Wan Xiuyong's thunder and lightning attack.
Every minute and every second is extremely difficult.
"Hmph! I'm pretty good at hiding, I see how you can hide in this move!"
Wan Xiuyong spread his palms, his whole body filled with endless thunder and lightning, gathered on his hands, and slapped him in the air!
"Thunder Palm!"
"Bang!"
A thunder rod burst out from his palm and shot away like lightning. An Pingsheng spread his tiger wings and quickly dodged, and the ground under his feet was blasted by a thunder rod!
Seeing An Pingsheng still has wings, Wan Xiuyong was even more happy to see Hunting.
"This strange beast must be captured!"
Wan Xiuyong slapped out several palms in a row, one palm after another, endlessly!
Every time a palm is shot, a thunder rod flew out from the palm and smashed towards An Pingsheng's direction. An Pingsheng moved around and moved, constantly flashing back and forth in the dense forest. For a moment, the roar continued, the dust flew, and the ground was hit.
Devastated.
Wan Xiuyong was not in a hurry to use powerful means. It was not an easy thing to catch a arrogant monster and make him surrender.
It is easy to kill him and it is easy to catch him, but it is difficult to convince him and use him willingly!
Therefore, some monks have developed various methods, some sign contracts, and some cultivated them since childhood.
The method Wan Xiuyong is now using is an extremely old-fashioned method of taming beasts, killing beasts!
Confronting the monster, day and night, he sucked his willpower for several days until the monster's wildness and endurance were exhausted, and he would feel fear when he saw the monk himself.
This is what is done.
An Pingsheng felt very frustrated. What exactly does this human being want to do?
Kill but not kill, stop but stop, look like you are playing tricks on yourself.
An Pingsheng felt a big stone blocking his chest, filled with shame, frustration, anger and desire for power, which was heavily pressed in his heart.
Now I am like a fish on a chopping board, and can be slaughtered by others.
He is now unable to control his anger!
As time goes by, every attack, An Pingsheng can see the arrogant and mocking smiles of Wan Xiuyong and his two juniors.
It seems to be despising him! The dignified tyrant of the Fierce Star is actually afraid of humans and dodges shamelessly.
This made him even more annoyed.
This kind of thought should not have been done, but An Pingsheng can't control himself thinking too much.
He knew that this was not what he should have thought.
It wasn't him that he was angry, but the blood in his body that was angry.
It seemed as if the most noble emperor in the world had been teased by a strong beggar.
Now he really wants to peel off the human cramps in front of him and swallow them alive.
But he knew that this was extremely irrational stupidity!
It is really not easy for him to survive. He stepped forward to attack Wan Xiuyong, and he was 100% dead!
An Pingsheng used reason to force himself to give up this idea! This made his emotions extremely unstable.
Slowly, An Pingsheng became a little crazy and nervous.
The red tiger eyes stared at Wan Xiuyong tightly! The mouth and nose were spitting out a strong heat!
It seems to be suppressing something.
When Wan Xiuyong saw this scene, he laughed without being angry. This is the first stage of killing beasts. As long as he passes through the explosion period of monsters, he will not let him conquer it afterwards.
Wan Xiuyong pinched his palm, and the true energy in his body rushed over with a specific operation route, turning into lightning and gathering in his hands.
Then, when Wan Xiuyong pulled his hands, the originally illusory thunder turned into a thunderbolt and condensed into a spear, holding it in his hand!
The more violent the monster is, the more fierce the attack will be, so that he will be afraid.
Wan Xiuyong held the thunder gun in his hand and made a crackling explosion. In the bathing of the thunder, his robe disintegrated layer by layer and turned into powder. The palms holding the thunder gun tightly also oozed out blood, which was shocking!
As soon as the thunder gun appeared, the air around it became seriously distorted, and violent energy overflowed everywhere, making An Pingsheng, whose consciousness gradually blurred, awakened a little.
"Little Tiger, you really don't want to eat the punishment for toasting. You have caused this pain to yourself!"
Wan Xiuyong held a thunder gun and threw it at An Pingsheng with a shot.
"Thousands of thunder guns!"
The void made a "boom" sound, and the thunder gun roared past, and the air passing by was severely distorted, as if it could not bear the violent energy, making a sharp roar.
After one shot was used, Wan Xiuyong's face turned pale, and even he couldn't bear to eat this move.
Feeling the terrifying energy contained in the thunder gun, An Pingsheng's pupils contracted, and there was unconcealed horror.
But then, the last trace of clearness in his eyes was swallowed by blood red, and his reason disappeared.
Facing this huge blow, he did not dodge, but instead met him.
"Ao!!"
A tiger roars to the mountains and forests. The emperor can be killed but not humiliated!