"Zhuyun, you bitch, get over here quickly and let me kill you to avenge my tyranny." Xiong Changfeng shouted angrily.

"You damn bastard, do you think I'm an idiot?" Zhuyun looked gloomy and yelled: "Why don't you damn bastard come over here and let me kill you? If you want to avenge your big bear, I will

Don’t you want to avenge me for Mo Yu? Come here quickly and let me kill you.”

"Paralyzed, you bastard, do you still want to fight but you can't succeed?" Xiong Changfeng roared and glared at Zhuyun with eyes that were about to spit out fire.

"Just hit me. Do you think I'm afraid of a bear like you?" Zhuyun showed no fear and glared at Xiong Changfeng angrily.

The two old men wanted to fight again, but they were seriously injured and had no strength at all. They were so weak that they almost coughed up blood when they moved. Let alone fighting, it was extremely difficult to return to the clan.

"Haha, I'm laughing so hard. How can there be such comic old men in the world, and there are two of them." Fang Mutian couldn't help laughing after listening to Zhuyun and Xiong Changfeng's words.

Now that the two old men have reached the end of their strength, Fang Mutian will naturally no longer be afraid of these two old men. Even a junior warrior from the Holy Domain can kill them.

"Who? Get out of here." Upon hearing Fang Mutian's voice, Xiong Changfeng shouted.

Fang Mutian walked out slowly with a smile on his lips, and his figure appeared in the sight of Zhu Yun and the others.

"I'm out. I wonder if my seniors have any advice?" Fang Mutian walked out and asked Xiong Changfeng with slightly squinted eyes.

"It's you!" Zhuyun's eyes widened when he saw Fang Mutian, and then his face suddenly showed joy. He hurriedly said to Fang Mutian: "Boy, kill that old guy quickly. As long as you kill him, I will be satisfied."

Any of your conditions."

"How dare you!" Upon hearing this, Xiong Changfeng immediately shouted and glared at Fang Mutian and Zhuyun, but he was afraid in his heart. What was his current situation? He knew very well that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be easy.

He was a saint-level powerhouse, how could he die like this? Moreover, he died in the hands of a young boy. Even if he died, Xiong Changfeng was extremely unwilling to die in the hands of such a boy.

"Threatening me? Old man, please don't glare at me. For me, Fang Mutian, there is almost nothing in this world that I dare not do. If you offend me, maybe I will really kill you." Fang Mutian looked at him.

A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

Xiong Changfeng was stunned for a moment, but he did not speak again. He just glared at Fang Mutian fiercely. He swore that as long as he could leave alive today, he would cut the boy in front of him into pieces.

As a saint-level strongman who only scolds others, when has he ever been threatened by others? Who is not respectful to him? But now, he is being scolded by a young boy. How can he bear it?

It's really like a tiger in peace and bullied by dogs, a dragon trapped in a shallow beach and teased by shrimps. Xiong Changfeng felt sad and angry, but facing Fang Mutian, he could only swallow his anger.

"Okay, well said, boy, I like you more and more now." Zhuyun was very happy, and the other party Mutian said: "Boy, kill him quickly. If you kill him, take me back immediately. I don't know the clan.

What's going on here?"

Facing Zhuyun's bossy, Fang Mutian had a smile on his face, but it was a sneer, and said: "Why should I listen to you? You told me to kill him, and I will kill him? Who do you think you are?

?”

"You..." Zhuyun was furious. He couldn't believe that Fang Mutian actually talked to him like this. Yesterday, he was still a scared boy in front of him. Today, he dared not to take it to heart. This made Zhuyun

How can you be angry?

"What are you? You old man, do you really think that you are great because you are a saint-level powerhouse? In my eyes now, you are just an ant that can be crushed to death." Fang Mutian's face was filled with emotion.

Feeling cold, he stared at Zhuyun and said unceremoniously: "Don't like it. I am a normal person and have no interest in you, an old pervert like you."

Fang Mutian is a very vengeful person. When he followed Zhu Tianfeng and others to see Zhu Yun yesterday, Zhu Yun, an old man, suppressed him with his aura for no reason and almost caused him internal injuries. This made Fang Mutian feel very sad.

Unhappy, he hated Zhuyun from that moment on.

And now that Zhuyun dares to talk to Fang Mutian in such a commanding manner, he will naturally not be polite to this old man.

"Bastard, do you know who you are talking to? You have to know the consequences of telling me like this." Zhuyun shouted angrily.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about, but I don't know the consequences of what you said. I wonder if you could tell me?" Fang Mutian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You are looking for death, I tell you, you are dead." Zhu Yun was trembling with anger, pointing at Fang Mutian and said angrily.

"Am I looking for death? I'm dead? Who do you think you are, that you can sentence me to death?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Mutian's mouth, and said: "Do you think you still have the strength you had before? Just now.

You, what qualifications do you have to threaten me? You said I was dead, but it's a pity that I won't give you a chance."

Hearing Fang Mutian's words, Zhu Yun and Xiong Changfeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. They suddenly had a very bad feeling in their hearts. They stared at Fang Mutian and asked, "What do you want to do to us?"

"What to do? How could I tell you?" Fang Mutian narrowed his eyes, and as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body moved.

Zhuyun and the two were seriously injured, so how could they still resist? Moreover, Fang Mutian was still a high-level and mid-level warrior. Faced with Fang Mutian's sudden attack, the two of them could not resist even if they wanted to.

With one blow, Zhuyun and Xiong Changfeng fainted immediately.

Looking at Zhuyun and the two who were unconscious on the ground, Fang Mutian's face was full of madness, but at the same time, his heart was also very solemn. After all, these two people were saint-level powerhouses, and a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. Even though they were both now.

It is not easy to enslave people after they have passed out.

Yes, Fang Mutian did want to enslave them.

Seeing Zhuyun and Xiong Changfeng both losing, this thought suddenly came to his mind. Saint-level powerhouses are the most powerful men in the world today. If they can enslave them and make them his subordinates, then this idea will come to his mind.

What a cool thing.

Moreover, if there are two saint-level powerful men under his command, he will not have to be so timid in doing things in the future, and those who are eyeing his strength will be even more afraid to pay attention to him.

Even if the fictitious peak holy master behind him betrays his gang, he doesn't have to worry about those powerful men attacking him. Saint-level experts are the most powerful beings in the world today. With two holy-level experts under his command,

, has already had its own place in this world, and in the future, even when facing a powerful force like the Imperial Court, there is no need to be afraid or worry about anything.

Seeing Zhuyun and Xiong Changfeng, who were both injured and unable to get up, Fang Mutian's eyes were filled with heat and he wished he could immediately rush to enslave them. However, he did not forget that these two old men were saint-level powerhouses.

It is not an easy task to enslave them.

Saint-level powerhouses are not like Pasent and others of the Devil Party. Not only are they powerful, but they also have very strong spiritual power, so enslaving them is not an easy task.

Moreover, before Fang Mutian made the decision to enslave Zhuyun and the two, he also thought about how to let the two tribes get along with each other in the future if they were enslaved. You must know that the conflicts and hatred between the two tribes are so deep, but

It's not something you can put down in a short time.

Regarding this problem, Fang Mutian couldn't come up with a solution for a while, but he already had a crazier idea in his heart. Of course, he would only make such a decision if there was really no other way.

Looking at the two people who had passed out on the ground, Fang Mutian took a deep breath, then sat cross-legged on the ground, facing Zhuyun, and began to perform the enslavement technique.

Fang Mutian didn't know how strong the spiritual power of a saint-level strongman was, but he already had an idea in his mind. After all, this was a saint-level strongman. Even though he was protected by an intelligent system that would not harm his soul, he could

Don't dare to mess around.

Fang Mutian concentrated on using the enslavement technique carefully, not daring to be careless. He knew very well that it was much more difficult to enslave a saint-level warrior than an ordinary warrior.

Soon, a seal was tied by Fang Mutian, and he shouted at Zhuyun's head: "Slave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seal in Fang Mutian's hand was directly slapped on Zhu Yun's forehead. Immediately, the seal penetrated directly into Zhu Yun's head and disappeared.

But at this moment, Zhu Yun, who had been unconscious, suddenly began to tremble. His hands were holding his head, his face was twisted and horrifying, and he was roaring in pain.

Fang Mutian's face suddenly became serious. He knew that Zhuyun's behavior was because Zhuyun felt danger deep in his brain and was resisting instinctively.

Immediately, Fang Mutian took out a silver needle and inserted it into an acupuncture point on Zhuyun's head. Immediately, the originally irritable Zhuyun immediately calmed down and lay on the ground and was enslaved by Fang Mutian.

After almost ten minutes, Fang Mutian finally finished enslaving Zhuyun and turned to look at Xiong Changfeng on the other side.

Similarly, when Fang Mutian used the enslavement technique on Xiong Changfeng, Xiong Changfeng also resisted, but he was seriously injured. Not only his body, but also his spirit and energy were also extremely weak. Therefore, Fang Mutian used silver needles to prick the acupoints.

In this way, the slavery was completed quickly.

After enslaving Zhuyun and the two, Fang Mutian also sat aside, slowly recovering the internal energy he had just consumed. These two people were saint-level powerhouses, and enslaving them would consume an absolutely terrifying amount of internal energy.

When Fang Mutian used the enslavement technique twice just now, it almost drained him dry.

Almost twenty minutes later, two old men, Zhu Yun and Xiong Changfeng, woke up one after another. When they saw Fang Mutian on the side, they immediately said respectfully: "Master."
Chapter completed!