The losses of cultivators are getting bigger and bigger. A guy in the Dan-formation stage was actually physically and mentally destroyed by Xiong Er.
This scene deeply stimulated the others. If they didn't join forces, everyone would die here. Without thinking, they formed an offensive and defensive alliance and finally stabilized their position.
"You despicable people, if you can, come up and challenge me," Xiong Er shouted, waving the mallet in his hand. He organized his younger brothers to attack several times, but all failed.
"Folbolg, your provoking method won't work on us," a cultivator with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was afraid that someone would rush up to him, which would cause chaos. There will be good results, our people are coming from all directions, and they will definitely wipe out all the monsters and monsters like you,"
"Hahaha, you are relying on you rotten bird eggs and rotten sweet potatoes," Xiong Er looked down on the people in front of him from the bottom of his heart and snorted: "Even if grandpas stand still and let you beat them, you can't kill them." ,"
The guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks immediately said: "Okay, we can try. If you are a man, furbolg, just stand still and see if we can kill you."
Xiong Er waved his hand: "Stop being clever, grandpa, I can make you not fight back. If you dare to come up and try, grandpa, I admire you."
After saying that, Xiong Er took two steps forward, threw away the mallet in his hand, and raised his fingers towards the guy.
The guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks rolled his eyes, and his right hand involuntarily touched the magic weapon in his arms. If he could really kill the furbolg in front of him, he would get a top-quality beast elixir.
"Brother Li, come on," the people behind started to encourage him.
The guy called Brother Li cleared his throat: "Folbolg, you really stand still and let me hit you,"
Xiong Er patted his chest and hummed: "I am also a person who wants to save face. Since I have uttered big words in front of so many people, I naturally have to keep my word. Are you a man with a handle? I don't even dare to do this. Come on up, I really look down on you guys who think you are destined to be extraordinary,"
Li's heart skipped a beat and he walked towards Xiong Er.
The two Xiongs were tall and tall, with their heads held high and their pointed mouths and monkey cheeks. The guy was already short, but when he stood next to someone, he ended up looking up at her.
When Xiong Er wasn't paying attention, the man surnamed Li rushed into his arms and took out something that looked like a wine bottle, and raised it toward the sky.
Click.
There was a thunder, followed by a bolt of lightning that appeared out of thin air and hit Xiong Er's head accurately.
Xiong Er remained motionless, waiting for the lightning to hit him.
"Hahaha, you're dead," the man surnamed Li laughed arrogantly. He couldn't stop laughing after just two laughs: "How could this happen? It's impossible. No one can do it without defense. Can withstand a bolt of lightning..."
A group of cultivators even widened their eyes. They knew that the magic weapon named Li was not an ordinary thing, and they carried out a sneak attack without warning, but they failed to hurt the furbolg.
"Hahaha, the facts are in front of you, what else do you have to doubt," Xiong Er, who was unscathed, touched his chin and said in a look-down tone, "How about I give you another chance?"
"That's what you said," the man named Li said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I said it. Just like before, I will just stand here and let you strike with lightning," Xiong Er said carelessly.
Someone from behind shouted loudly: "Brother Li, chop him to death,"
"Yes, chop him until his soul is gone, chop him hard," the crowd continued to boo, what's wrong with the immortal cultivator, he still can't get rid of the bad habit of Chinese people who love to watch the fun and make noise.
Lei Xiaoluo, who was hiding in the distance with a telescope, was also surprised. The lightning just now looked very destructive. As the so-called bystander knew, he thought that Xiong Er must also be the one with the treasure. Otherwise, just with his own strength, If you resist forcefully, you will definitely not be able to bear it.
He began to mourn for the man named Li. That guy would definitely not end well.
The man surnamed Li raised the wine bottle again, and a stronger bolt of lightning struck from above, accurately hitting Xiong Er's head.
Xiong Er was still unscathed, and the lightning even turned into arcs like spiritual snakes, which stayed on him for a few seconds, but still failed to hurt him.
"Are you convinced this time?" Xiong Erheng asked.
The man surnamed Li knew that he was no match for the other party, so he thought it was better to retreat quickly, otherwise he would definitely bear the brunt of the attacks from the demon cultivators. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm convinced. Your Majesty is powerful. I I am not an opponent. I am convinced that this matter is beyond my control. I say goodbye. I will never interfere in your affairs again. Goodbye."
"Please," Xiong Er made a gesture of invitation.
"Thank you very much," said the man surnamed Li, thinking that he had escaped. He was so happy that he clasped his fists towards Xiong Eryi and turned around to leave.
Xiong Er suddenly launched an attack, and the mallet thrown on the ground flew into his hand. There was a layer of white light on the mallet, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
The man named Li heard the whistling wind behind him and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was already too late.
Amid dozens of stunned stares, the mallet hit Li hard on the back of the head. He was cut open, and his brains were sprayed out in all directions. The mallet continued to move downward, scattering the soul that had just flown out of his dantian.
Both form and spirit are destroyed.
"Huh, I'll stand and let you hit me, and I won't fight back, but you didn't say that I won't fight back if you don't hit me," Xiong Er put away the mallet and hugged him in his arms, and said to the cultivators who were still in shock: " Anyone else wants to give it a try, just like before, I will never fight back,"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to go up.
A group of cowards. If Lei Xiaoluo hadn't stayed far away and didn't want to reveal his identity, he would have fallen in with them a long time ago.
"Hahaha, a bunch of cowardless people dare to claim to be the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals. It really makes me laugh to death." Seeing that no one dared to come up to him, Xiong Er laughed wildly and said, "I think you should take the initiative to surrender to our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. We, the Xiong Ba Clan Master, are kind-hearted and may give you a way to survive. Of course, since you are surrendering, you have to offer your wives, daughters, money, and be willing to wash the feet of us high-ranking demon cultivators. , pour the chamber pot, when the time comes when we pamper your wives and daughters, you have to stand aside and watch honestly,"
Hahahaha, all the boys started laughing, with lewd expressions on their faces.
The faces of the cultivators were uncertain. This was Hong Guoguo's provocation, but until now, no one dared to take it.
"Damn it," Lei Xiaoluo punched the stone next to him and said angrily: "You wait for me, furbolg, I will take your life."