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Chapter 413 Are You Afraid Of The Casserole-Big Fist?

"boom"

Since Yang Honglian is an eunuch, the effect of pretending to be aggressive has a natural bonus.

As soon as his aura was released, the large area was immediately shrouded in thousands of strange and cold auras.

On the sky, there seemed to be countless weird bugs all of a sudden, twisting and wriggling, making people feel extremely disgusting and dangerous.

"This is... the art of curse killing!"

Among the peeping monks, there were quite a few well-informed ones who quickly recognized Yang Honglian's terrifying background.

"The art of cursing and killing is a magic spell handed down in ancient times. It is weird and terrifying. It hurts people invisible, and it is impossible to guard against."

"It is said that people who practice this kind of spell must first endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, and then commit a lot of blood crimes with their own hands, so that they can collect enough evil energy to feed the curse insects."

"As expected of a member of the Yin Dynasty, just a small inner court steward can practice such weird sorcery."

An old monk's answer made some people who had sinister thoughts calm down.

Whether it was Yang Honglian's cultivation or his identity, it was obviously not something they could provoke.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Liang again.

Although Wu Liang is also very good at pretending, and he started to slap Yang Honglian in the face as soon as he appeared.

Unfortunately, this is Shangzhou.

Here, no matter who it is, no matter how great its background is, as long as it provokes someone from the Yin Dynasty, it will definitely die.

What's more, Yang Honglian was not an unknown person in the Yin Dynasty, not to mention his [Half-Step Promise Realm] cultivation base, and his status as the steward of the inner court of the Prince's Mansion alone is enough to make some rulers of the seventh-rank forces curry favor.

Helpless, but it is all reality.

Which of the monks here doesn't know that the Yin Dynasty is the only ruler of Shangzhou.

"That boy is going to die, but the three little girls are pitiful."

"It should not be from our Shangzhou, otherwise he would have knelt down and begged for mercy."

"Oh, the ignorant are fearless."

……

"Oh, it seems that this dead eunuch does have the capital to pretend."

As if he heard the comments of the peeping monks, Wu Liang raised his brows suddenly, and glanced at Yang Honglian who was releasing her momentum hundreds of meters away.

The cursed insects in the sky were really scary, but unfortunately, both Wu Liang and the old black dragon directly ignored those weird little insects.

The so-called cursing and killing magic sounds terrible.

But in the face of Wu Liang's mighty power, that's not enough.

Although they haven't had a formal fight yet, Wu Liang is sure that the dead ladyboy on the opposite side is definitely not his opponent.

Even when the opponent was stronger than himself, Wu Liang couldn't suppress his urge to act aggressive, let alone when the opponent was weak?
So, Wu Liang began to think.

"Well, what should I do? Although this dead shemale is destined to be blown up by the head, what method is the most enjoyable and the most compelling?"

Wu Liang muttered while thinking.

Of course, the muttering was a little louder, and it happened that everyone could hear it.

"Whoo~"

"huhu"

Whether it was Yang Honglian or the peeping monks, they all froze when they heard the words.

Yang Honglian's face was full of anger in an instant, while the peeping monks had black lines on their heads.

Because they all found out that Wu Liang... seems to be serious?
"No way……?"

"Does he really want it?"

"That person is the steward of the inner court of the Yin Dynasty. Who in Shangzhou dares to kill him?"

Although the audience was very reluctant to believe it, it did not stop Wu Liang from pretending to be aggressive.

Without thinking for a long time, Wu Liang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he caught a flash of light in his mind.

"Have it!"

"It just so happens that this sect leader hasn't had a hearty battle for a long time. Although this is a dead shemale, his cultivation seems to be pretty good. I hope he will be more resistant to beating."

Wu Liang continued to speak unscrupulously, but the dangerous light in those eyes became brighter.

It was at this time that Yang Honglian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Thinking of him being the dignified manager of the inner court of the Prince's Mansion in the Yin Dynasty, he is not majestic wherever he goes in this Shangzhou. Even some monks who are stronger than him must be polite to him.

He didn't know who Wu Liang was, nor did he have the slightest interest in knowing.

The cultivation base of a mere [Tao Palace Taiqing Realm] is indeed not worthy of his concern.

If Wu Liang didn't have an old black dragon from [The Promise Realm] as his mount, Yang Honglian would have slapped Wu Liang to death long ago.

But now, Yang Honglian finally couldn't stand being "tucked up" by Wu Liang.

"you wanna die!"

Suddenly uttered a sentence, and then Yang Honglian made a move.

"buzz buzz"

The slender and slender hand that looked like a woman waved it quickly, and following her movements, behind him, strange bugs began to writhe crazily.

The red light, the bewitching red light keeps on shining.

Hundreds of twisted bugs began to change from a virtual state to a solid one.

But in an instant, at least hundreds of thousands of blood worms appeared on the sky.

In front of the sea of ​​insects, Yang Honglian's sharp laughter came.

"Boy, if you don't drink a toast, you will be fined. Now you won't let the miscellaneous family let you go even if you want to beg for mercy."

"Come on, wail, go crazy."

"Mysterious Yin Bloodworm Curse!"

"Give it to the miscellaneous family, devour his flesh and blood, devour his bone marrow, and devour his soul."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yang Honglian waved her hand, and suddenly hundreds of thousands of weird blood worms swept towards Wu Liang like a storm.

It was enough to cover the sky and block out the sun, but the frightening thing was that before the blood worms came over, an extremely strong stench filled the surrounding area thousands of miles away.

In this area, all living beings have suffered.

Asuka falls!
Beasts die!
Even the insects died suddenly.

The fishy smell seemed to be able to ignore the nose and directly invade the body of the living being, eroding the mind.

The monks peeping around, many of them actually looked down on Yang Honglian from the bottom of their hearts. Although she looks like a handsome beauty, she is still an eunuch in essence.

Eunuchs have no human rights.

But now, they are all silent.

They finally realized a truth: there have never been simple eunuchs in this world.

Wu Liang, who was the first to bear the brunt, looked at the terrifying insect sea that swept over with an expression of "appreciation".

"Yo, not bad, this is a qualified villain, what's the point of talking about it before?"

Many monks roared in their hearts when they heard Wu Liang's words.

"Show face, you bastard has been talking about it all the time, if you have the guts, do it."

As if sensing the voice of the crowd, Wu Liang finally made a move.

So the next moment, the crowd saw it.

Wu Liang chose the same way as his big apprentice, he made...a fist.

Casserole big fist?

Of course not, it looked like the weak fist of a thin young man.

"boom"

But before everyone laughed, Wu Liang's punch suddenly showed a very strange change.

(End of this chapter)