Chapter 301 The weak white robe wizard
Looking at Yang Pan who was charging straight towards him, Saruman, knowing that his attack was useless, simply stopped attacking and turned to speak to Yang Pan who had already come to him in a special and long tone with a hint of trembling.
, "Stop, my human friend."
Saruman's words were naturally not spoken casually. The words he spoke were full of magic and could confuse the minds of those who were not firm-willed.
And the result was exactly what Saruman thought. Yang Pan, who had already rushed in front of him, really stopped, as if he was affected by his words.
On the other side, the three Gandalfs were originally planning to organize Yang Pan. After all, Saruman was also the speaker of the Holy White Council and the guardian of the world. It was impossible for them to watch an outsider attack Saruman.
However, after Yang Pan was bewitched by Saruman and stopped in front of Saruman, their actions that were about to take action also stopped.
Queen Galadriel still looked at everything that happened in front of her with a calm expression, not knowing what she was thinking, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
King Elrond, on the other hand, frowned and looked at the frightened Saruman and the 'humanoid ferocious beast' Yang Pan who stopped in front of him and exuded this breathtaking aura.
In his opinion, there are some problems with the two in front of him, let alone Yang Pan, an outsider. After all, King Ailon is not familiar with him.
But Saruman the White's performance today is really inconsistent with his status as guardian and speaker of the White Council.
Even in the eyes of King Elrond, Saruman behaved more like an arrogant, careless, and irritable human official today.
Gandalf, on the other hand, was holding his staff and tugging on his beard. He looked at Yang Pan and stopped in front of Saruman as if he was bewitched. He whispered in confusion.
"The words of seduction can influence those who are weak-willed, but is this really useful for the Axe King?"
Sure enough, before Gandalf finished speaking, Saruman's screams were heard again not far away.
Just now, when Saruman, who thought he had successfully bewitched Yang Pan, stabilized his emotions and prepared to further bewitch Yang Pan, an accident happened.
Saruman raised his head and looked at Yang Pan in front of him, only to find that the monster who should have been bewitched by him was looking at him with a face full of teasing, as if he was watching a clown's performance.
"You were not..."
Halfway through Saruman's words, Yang Pan grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
Against the backdrop of Yang Pan's body that looked like steel and the ferocious and sharp steel claws, the skinny Saruman was like a little chicken and was picked up without any resistance at all.
When Yang Pan grabbed Saruman, the dragon energy wrapped around his arm immediately spread to Saruman's entire body like a virus.
Under the erosion of the raging dragon energy, the white-robed wizard Saruman, who had always been pampered, couldn't help but scream loudly.
Saruman's body began to show scars under the erosion of dragon energy, and his large snow-white beard gradually curled up under the erosion of dragon energy, and gradually turned into fly ash and scattered in the air.
Although Saruman wanted to resist, he was almost unable to mobilize any magic power under the erosion of dragon energy. In the end,
He could only rely on his weak and old body to resist Yang Pan, who was like a ferocious beast in front of him.
Faced with Saruman's feeble scratching and kicking, Yang Pan remained completely unmoved and still looked at the weak white-robed wizard with a face full of teasing.
At this time, King Elrond and Gandalf, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but speak out to stop Yang Pan.
"Mr. Axe, stop first."
"Human, let go of Saruman the White."
While talking, King Ailon even pulled out his sword and walked towards Yang Pan.
They did not stop Yang Pan when he was attacked by Saruman, but now that Saruman is caught, they want to stop Yang Pan. This is really a joke, as if his life is worthless.
"Tear!"
"ah!"
With a blood-curdling sound of tearing flesh and blood, Saruman's entire left arm was torn off by Yang Pan.
He casually threw the skinny severed arm in front of King Elrond who was about to take action. Yang Pan looked at Saruman who kept screaming in his hand and said without thinking, "Elrond, take one more step forward and I will Just crush this old man’s head.”
Looking at the old arm still dripping blood on the ground in front of him, King Elrond had to stop, otherwise the crazy human in front of him would really do something crazy.
For the sake of Saruman's safety, King Elrond had to make a compromise. After all, if Saruman, the speaker of the White Council, died in Rivendell, then he, King Elrond, would definitely be blamed.
King Ailon held the sword in his hand and stared at Yang Pan, but his footsteps kept retreating.
Seeing this situation, Queen Galadriel could no longer maintain the indifference on her face. She really didn't expect that the human in front of her would actually dare to do this.
On the contrary, Gandalf became the calmest one among everyone present. Yang Pan tearing off Saruman's arm seemed to him a normal thing.
Even if Yang Pan crushed Saruman's head just now, Gandalf would not be surprised at all, because Gandalf knew that the human in front of him was such a bold and crazy guy.
Seeing that although the three Gandalfs looked unkind, they made no other moves, Yang Pan grinned and stretched out his right hand, and a red flame with high temperature immediately enveloped his arm.
After his arm ignited with flames, Yang Pan pressed directly on the broken spot where Saruman's arm was torn off without any hesitation.
"Zhi,zi."
"ah!"
As soon as Yang Pan's palm fell, there was a creepy sizzling sound of flames burning flesh, followed immediately by an old scream as sharp as a pig being killed.
However, Saruman's screams continued for a short time before ending abruptly.
This was not because Yang Pan accidentally killed Saruman, but because Saruman himself fainted from the pain.
Looking at the motionless old salted fish in his hand, Yang Pan restrained the dragon energy in his hand and shook it casually.
The unconscious Saruman swayed a few times like a puddle of rotten meat. During this period, there was even a puddle of filthy yellow liquid dripping onto the ground as his body swayed.
With the appearance of those filthy liquids, Yang Pan suddenly smelled a smell, and this old salted fish actually became incontinent here.
"Disgusting old man."
Yang Pan frowned and released his hand from Saruman's neck. Saruman, who lost his support, suddenly fell to the ground like a dead fish.
The position where Saruman fell happened to be on the puddle of turbid yellow liquid that exuded a fishy smell that he had just discharged.
Seeing the disgusting scene in front of him, Yang Pan covered his nose with his hand and quickly took a few steps back.
The Dino Tyrannosaurus bloodline not only amplified his body but also greatly improved his sense of smell, so now Yang Pan is more sensitive to taste.
On the other side, the three Gandalfs turned their heads to the side when they saw what Saruman in the white robe had become.
Although they wanted to help Saruman, looking at his current state, they really didn't have the courage to help him.
In the end, King Elrond left and found two guards to help Saruman down.
After the 'great' Speaker of the Holy White Council, White-robed Saruman, left the stage, Yang Pan was relieved of his 'Huang Fury' state, and the atmosphere in the entire forum also relaxed slightly.
However, something like this happened in the middle, and several people present would definitely feel a little embarrassed, and no one took the initiative to speak.
After waiting for a while, Yang Pan, who had put on his equipment again, supported the bone knife on his back, Longya, and said proactively, "I didn't expect that this famous white-robed wizard would be so weak. His reputation would not be the same."
It’s all blown out of proportion.”
"Saruman the White's witchcraft is indeed very powerful. This may be because he was hasty and did not use it."
Although Gandalf gave an explanation, his voice was very low, and he obviously lacked confidence, but Yang Pan was too lazy to be more serious with him in this regard.
Waving his hand, Yang Pan continued, "If I kill that arrogant and disgusting old man here, I don't think you will agree, right?"
No one gave an answer to Yang Pan's question, but from the looks in the eyes of the three Gandalfs when they looked at him, it was clear that they acquiesced.
However, Yang Pan also didn't care about their answers and continued to talk to himself, "Actually, I thought that this so-called White-robed Saruman would be more powerful, but I didn't expect that he would be so 'weak'.
If according to my past habits, if that old man did this to me, I would crush his head directly instead of just tearing off one of his hands.
However, I have some physical problems now, and according to Gandalf, Queen Galadriel of Rivendell can help me solve my problem.
So to show my sincerity, I deliberately spared the life of that old dog in white robe.
So, now that you have seen my sincerity, can you help me solve the problem now, my beautiful Queen Galadriel?"
Although Yang Pan said it nicely, after saying the word 'Your Majesty', all the muscles in his body had tightened up. The energy in the Dragon Treasure Jade in his body was running wildly, and his bloodline ability had entered the level and could be activated at any time.
a highly activated state.
Because of the influence of Saruman, Yang Pan's accumulated negative emotions at this time had a tendency to get out of control.
Chapter completed!