Chapter 1384

Even in her heart, Zhang Yuting wants to kill aowumu, but she has to suppress her intention to kill aowumu, because she knows very well in her heart what will happen after killing aowumu.

This price is definitely not what Suluo can afford, even the Zhang family of Ningjiang city in Wudao kingdom can't afford it.

The young man Ao Wu Mu was even more grinning at the moment: "boy, now you know what my identity is. How dare you kill my monster?"“ Now you kneel down for me, kowtow and beg for mercy, contribute your soul and take the initiative to become my servant. Today I may mercifully spare you from death, otherwise, today you will not only die, but all the people around you will

。”

Before his words were finished, sulo was so angry that he slapped him in the face.

With a slap in the face, Zhang Yuting only felt the flash of a virtual shadow in front of her eyes and fell on aowu Mu's face.

"Ah

There was a scream.

Aowu Mu flew out straightly, with a big mouth of blood, lying on the ground, his whole face swollen.

His arrogance is very arrogant. He thinks that if he says his name, Suluo doesn't dare to do anything about him. But he doesn't expect Suluo to be rude and slap him directly.

"Waste!"

Suluo shook his head, with both hands on his back, looking at aowumu who was slapped on the ground: "even if I can't stand a slap, are you still a genius? It's just rubbish. "

"What's more, I really don't understand. Nowadays, people are so stupid that they are toasting instead of drinking. I even captured you. Do you think I will be afraid of the power behind you?"

"Besides, even if I kill you in the wilderness, who can know that you died in my hands?"

"If you dare to hit me, I want you to die..."

Aowumu can't believe the failure until now. He roars and struggles to stand up and fight with Suluo.

But the next second, he suddenly felt an unparalleled pressure on his face, which was as noble and inviolable as the awakening of a God. His legs bent uncontrollably, and he knelt down heavily.

"Did I make you stand up?" Suluo seems to have done a trivial thing, looking at him indifferently: "now answer my question, why do you appear here, why do you want to start with Zhang Yuting, say what I want to know, I let you die happily

A little bit. "

A genius of yiqizong, who appears in the deep mountains and forests, also drives monsters to hunt martial arts masters. He believes that there must be some reasons for this. Otherwise, aowumu can't be so boring.

"Do you think I'll tell you“

Ao Wu Mu's eyes looked at Su Luo ferociously and yelled: "you'd better let me go, or you'll die without a place to bury yourself."

"Alas

Suluo helplessly shook his head: "you people, always do not see the coffin do not shed tears, since you do not want to say, then I can only use my means, I believe you will cry and cry to tell me later."

"Just in time, I have a new understanding of Kung Fu in the past two days. I can't find a suitable opportunity to use it. I just use you to practice."

"Come out, whip of hell!"

Words fall, Su Luo palm true Qi condenses, a grasp, suddenly a soft whip appeared in his hand. This soft whip is dark and full of hell. It is flashing, flowing and faintly, as if there are countless fierce ghosts crying. At a glance, it makes people feel that their souls are frozen,

It seems to have been torn to pieces by the cry.

This soft whip is formed by Suluo's will of hell. These days, on the way to yiqizong, Suluo is not idle at all. He has been practicing all the time and dare not slack off.

The whip of hell is the result of his understanding of hell's will.

He gently shakes the soft whip, the soft whip in the void across the shadow, a sound of PA, hard draw on the body of Ao Wu Mu.

Aowumu immediately couldn't bear it, and he uttered a heartrending scream. All of a sudden, he curled up on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Waste, I thought you were tough! I didn't expect that even I couldn't bear a whip. It was just a breath of hell that I just realized and condensed a trace of the origin of hell, so I couldn't bear it? "“ If I understand the origin of the 18 levels of hell, I can whip you down and make you suffer the torture of the 18 levels of hell, such as tongue pulling hell, knife mountain hell, copper pillar hell, steamer hell, volcano hell, knife saw hell, etc., then you will be punished

Can't you beat your soul out with a whip? "

Suluo looked at aowumu coldly: "weren't you arrogant just now? If you still threaten me, keep going and let me see if your bones are really hard. "

Although this soft whip is just the result of his understanding of the will of hell, and it is only stained with the breath of hell, it is not acceptable for ordinary people.

Because hell is in charge of the soul, the whip is the soul. You can bear the pain in the body, but you can't bear the pain in the soul.

Words fall, his eyes fall directly on Zhang Yuting's body: "just now, it was he who drove the python to kill your Zhang family. Don't you want to take his breath out? If you want to vent your anger, take it and beat him hard to get rid of the hatred! "

Suluo throws the whip of hell to Zhang Yuting. Holding the whip, Zhang Yuting can't help shivering. Her face shows a touch of fear. Holding the whip, she feels that her soul seems to have been frozen. Countless crying and Howling sounds appear in her ears. It seems that there is a sound

Both invisible hands appear, as if to pull her soul into the abyss of hell.

However, this feeling came and went quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, this feeling disappeared without a trace, which almost made her think it was an illusion. At this time, aowu Mu was suffering from pain. His eyes were cannibal and he looked at Zhang Yuting. His mouth roared: "do you dare to hit me? If you dare to beat me, I will not let you go. As long as my master knows that I am dead, he will come to you

Trouble, he will kill all the people around you one by one..., ah... "

Hearing aowu Mu's roaring voice, Zhang Yuting's face suddenly turned cold and waved her long whip to draw on aowu Mu's body. Before aowumu finished his words, the whip of hell had been drawn on his body, just as it had been drawn on his soul, so that he could not say a word any more, and his mouth was howling. It was very sad, just like a boar in the sky

Castrated. No one can bear the pain.