I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Chapter 287

They just noticed something bad. As soon as they stepped on the ground, they were ready to leave where they were and run as far as they could.

Who knows, as soon as they read this, they had no time to take a step. They had been swept by the invisible impact wave from the surging impact behind them, and were directly impacted into the air. They couldn't help struggling in the air. Their muscles twisted and deformed on their two faces, and they were at a loss in panic.

Without waiting for the surging and vast air wave to die with the wind, they put down their bodies and let them control their bodies again after landing. Countless pieces of rubble the size of their fists have instantly caught up with the two people in mid air and struggled indiscriminately. Despite their futile efforts, they still tried to control their own bodies.

Suddenly, it was like countless hail hitting the leaves, as if they were suddenly bathed in a hail of bullets, banging.

In the twinkling of an eye, their bodies had been directly hit by countless sharp gravel. I don't know how many times. In the twinkling of an eye, the clothes on their bodies were bright and dilapidated. Even the beggars on the street were much more decent and tidy than they were.

Their consciousness disappeared when the first wave of gravel hit them.

Their bodies haven't broken away from the impact of invisible airflow. Their bodies haven't got rid of countless gravel shrouded attacks. Their bodies haven't smoothly landed back to the ground. Their lives have disappeared. Under the attack of countless gravel, the attacked muscles are broken, their heads are broken and bleeding, and they die in peace.

With two bangs, their bodies fell to the ground, like two tattered sacks. There was almost no intact place all over them. They were covered with bloody wounds, shocking, large and small wounds, even in the eyes of boss Hao, who was used to seeing the big scene, Can't help but make the other party can't help but tremble with some frightened eyelids.

When boss Hao's opponent, the shopkeeper, saw him, his face became gloomy, like the bottom of a pot. The corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching. His face changed. I don't know what he was thinking at this time.

The shopkeeper's heart is so heavy that he can hardly breathe.

Because the current situation is very unfavorable to him, in addition to Wan Sheng, who was abandoned by Wu Jinsong and lay on the ground for a long time, and a man who is still confronting boss Hao, the other people in the inn have been killed one by one by Wu Fanfan.

Other people staying in the backyard of the inn may have heard the voice in the front hall, but no one dared to come out and find out.

Such a momentum, such a scene, such a terrible power, as long as a man with a clear eye is not a fool, he must guess. This is a duel with the participation of brave people.

For ordinary people, the duel with the participation of brave people is the Shura field, the dragon's pool and tiger's den, and the deadly hell on earth. How dare they dare to explore such a place? How dare they dare to take part in such a thing.

Until now, the guest rooms and backyards brought to the inn are still silent, as if no one had heard any movement in the front hall, as if the earth shaking movement in front, but a very hungry little mouse came out to look for food at night.

The look on the shopkeeper's face changed several times, and the brilliance is even more wonderful than that of Sichuan Opera.

Finally, the shopkeeper's face became a kind and flattering face. When people saw it, they felt hopeless. When people saw it, they felt that he was a seed player who defected to the enemy and betrayed the country. When people saw it, they knew that this man must be a soft bone.

Sure enough, Hao Laoda, the black tiger opposite him, hasn't adapted to the big change of face of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper has taken the lead in shaking his abacus Qimen weapon right hand, threw it on the ground without hesitation, and then kicked it out, kicking the abacus Qimen weapon to the feet of boss Hao.

Then without hesitation, he opened his mouth and smiled at the shameless flattery of Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong: "don't fight, you've won. Let's put down our weapons and bend our knees to surrender now."

In a word, before Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong could answer, the shopkeeper had made a decisive decision. As he said just now, he touched, knelt on the ground, turned around, faced Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong, prayed and looked at Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong.

His image at this time, in the big eyes of the black tiger Hao nearby, looked like a set of mangy dogs begging for bones from their master.

However, I have to say that even boss Hao, the black tiger, has to admit that what the shopkeeper in front of him has done now seems to be his last way to live.

If you can't seize this way of life and this last opportunity, the shopkeeper's own destiny will be no different from the guys who died and turned into a cold body in an instant.

Fortunately, he seized this last opportunity. When Wu Feifan shot another delicate and white porcelain piece in his hand, he seized the last opportunity and chose to lay down his blade and bend his knees to surrender.

After all, Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong are two real brave men. The strong combat power and strange ability of the brave man have been deeply experienced by the shopkeeper in the duel just now.

Even among them, they had the strongest combat power, and their only dependence was Wan Sheng. In an instant, Wu Jinsong abandoned their hands.

Even if the two guys fled to the door of the Inn and were separated by a wall of seven feet thick and completely stacked with big bluestones with Wu Fanfan, Wu Fanfan was still able to kill the two people with one blow.

Wu Feifan's blow was like the last straw that crushed the camel, which made the last trace of luck disappear from the shopkeeper's heart.

Just two porcelain pieces pop up!

Just two small finger sized, white, delicate and irregular porcelain pieces of two tea cups!

Just after being injected with vitality by Wu Feifan, he can instantly penetrate and destroy the seven foot thick big Bluestone wall, and the aftershock can still kill two companions outside the wall.

Such great power has reached the limit of manpower for the shopkeeper, and has almost been promoted to the level of incredible and extraordinary miracles and immortals.

But he didn't know that if it comes to the power of the attack, Wu Jinsong's attack may be more powerful than Wu Feifan's massive attack just now.

But Wu Jinsong's power is more introverted and more inclusive.

He would not know that if Zhang Heng had just attacked them, if Zhang Heng had used his unique skill of overlord gun and hit with a long gun, he might directly turn the whole wall in front of him into fine dust.

There will be no rubble the size of a fist.

The fact that there are crushed stones flying out can only show that Wu Feifan's attack is not introverted and concise enough. He has wasted a lot of strength.

Although I don't know the fighting power of other brave people, just seeing Wu Fanfan's amazing blow just now is enough for ordinary people to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Therefore, for the shopkeeper's direct and sudden throwing down his weapon and kneeling down to beg for mercy, boss Hao, the black tiger next to him, fully understood and experienced it.

After all, his own brothers of Black Lake hall were solved by Wu Feifan and Wu Jinsong in an instant.

But in this way, Wu Feifan became a little confused. He didn't know whether he should kill the shopkeeper in front of him.

Kill him. He's bent his knees and surrendered. Don't kill him. Will you keep him for dry food?

Wu Feifan frowned and meditated for a moment. Then he picked his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Then he didn't answer any words from the shopkeeper. He didn't say to forgive or kill each other.

Wu Feifan suddenly turned his head at this time and no longer looked at the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground, but looked sideways at Wan shengwan, who was still lying on the ground.

Then he looked at Wansheng with great interest and asked, "boss Wansheng, as the boss of the inn, now the people you transported to the inn are going to betray you and beg for mercy from me. Do you agree or not?"

"This time, it's up to you. If you promise him to bend your knees to me and betray you, I'll spare his life."

"And if you don't allow him to bend his knees to beg for mercy and betray you, I'll kill him now. Don't worry, it won't take much time. It's just a tea cup porcelain at most. It's no big deal."

Hearing Wu Feifan's words, Wan Sheng, whose arms wound was no longer bleeding, frowned slightly, and then a very strange look appeared on his face. It seemed that after repeated consideration, he finally looked at the shopkeeper kneeling next to him with a painful face, and then said: "Now that he has bent his knees and surrendered, it means that he doesn't want to die. Since he doesn't want to die, why should I be a villain in in vain? I must ask him to die, and please spare his life."

Wu Feifan was surprised to see Wan Sheng who lost his arms, and then asked, "the shopkeeper betrayed you, and you let him go. When did you become so generous?"

Wan Sheng, who lost his arms on the ground, twisted his muscles on his face and turned his mouth, but showed a strange smile with unknown meaning: "after all, he used to be my man. Now he wants to keep a small life. Since I can do him a small favor, why should I care about every detail."