"I don't want these...things." With a hint of contempt, Siyu raised his sleeves, and his immortal energy shook, blowing out a stream of fairy wind, lifting the five piles of treasures on the ground and blowing them up, like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
Generally, they were all buried in their own stored magic treasures. After a moment, there was no more treasure in the open space in front of them, as if nothing had happened just now.
Siyu's move once again shocked everyone present, especially the five gang leaders.
Because at this moment, the five people simultaneously felt an invisible and powerful force of confinement suddenly appeared, binding the five people firmly in place, unable to even move a little finger, and the five pieces were not related to the main body.
Xiangxiu's storage magic weapon also lost all contact with them at that second. Then... there was a wonderful scene of the Immortal Lord rolling up his sleeves and putting things on the ground back into the storage magic weapon.
, as if those stored magic weapons were his own.
Only the five gang leaders themselves knew how dangerous and incredible that moment was.
This Immortal has reached such a level of emotional power that he can completely ignore his own resistance and control his magic weapon. If this Immortal wanted to kill him just now, all he had to do was move his fingers. If he wanted to steal something from him,
, I’m afraid I’ve already taken it by myself, why bother with myself? Thinking about it, it’s ridiculous that I hope to trade these treasures for my life. Now that I think about it, it’s so naive and ridiculous that others won’t even care. Think about it.
It also makes sense. How could an expert who had three top-quality immortal weapons look at their garbage in his eyes?
When they thought of this, the five people felt a deep despair at the same time.
However, at this moment, Siyu lazily raised his chin, pointed at the three top-grade immortal weapons on the ground and said, "I don't want these three immortal weapons either."
ah...
What!
what did he say?
He doesn’t want these three top-quality immortal weapons anymore?
It makes no sense! Isn't it just to avenge the robbery of the treasure that he came over, beating and scolding, shouting and killing? Why didn't he even want the robbed fairy weapon? Why? Why?
Questions arose in the minds of several gang leaders, and the expressions on their faces changed rapidly like turning the pages of a book. One moment they showed doubts, the next they showed joy, and the next they showed worries...
Siyu obviously didn't give them time to think, and said: "As for them, I won't kill them, let alone hurt them."
Siyu pointed at the innocent underground party members standing behind.
Then, he changed the subject, suddenly became as cold as ice, and threw out the Tianlong stick, pointing the tip of the stick at the five major gangs: "But, you, the Shenqi Gang, the Salon Cult, the Triumph Sect, the Earth Bear Alliance, the Hong Gang, and I,
No one will let it go!"
Siyu chewed each word and roared out.
The scorching hot summer weather suddenly seemed to fall into the cold winter.
Everyone present felt the coldness and murderous intent everywhere.
The faces of the gang members turned pale, as if they had been sentenced to death, and their pupils instantly lost their luster.
However, Siyu seemed to want to play with them. Seeing that the group was depressed, he made another condition: "However, I can still give you a chance."
Hearing this, everyone quickly perked up their ears.
Siyu raised three fingers: "I will only attack three times in a while. After three attacks, no matter how many of you are killed or injured, I will not attack again. If you survive three attacks, you will survive. I will do what I say."