Chapter 1534: Faithful man

"Johnson, less nonsense, today, you have only one way to go!" said Ximenyu.
"Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! A big toad, that breath can blow the plane into the air." Johnson laughed disdainfully.
Xi Menyu gave a meaningless hum. This Johnson was more than fifty years old, and he was stronger than Xi Menyu. If Xi Menyu wanted to kill him, he wouldn't believe it. Anyway, Ximenyu was going to kill the chicken and the monkey, and this Johnson would die.
But Ximenyu did not rush, because Ximenyu was still waiting. Ximenyu was going to kill all of their gatekeepers, Johnson, in the presence of all Yunmen cultivators. Now, many cultivators are coming.
"Johnson, if you take off your pants obediently and surrender, when my men are my loyal dogs, I might spare you." Xi Menyu said, would you take off your pants if you surrender? I really don't know what logic.
"Ximenyu, you killed yourself. Hugh blamed me for being cruel."
"Really? Tell me about your cruelty. Is there anything more cruel than my method? Wait, I'll pull out your pants and swell your ass."
"I'm going to smash you to pieces."
Johnson rushed towards Ximenyu.
"A round place!" Johnson yelled.
Ximenyu suddenly felt that the air around him contracted, and the oppressed Ximenyu was a little uncomfortable, making Ximenyu's movements very difficult.
"There are two sons!"
"go to hell."
"Huh!" Johnson cut his hands, an invisible, sharp weapon that seemed to be condensed by the air pierced Ximenyu, and Ximenyu was compressed by the air and could not move.
"Drink!" In the twinkling of an eye, Xi Menyu's Sword of Black Panther slashed, and his compression disappeared instantly.
"Huh, I'm so sleepy."
"Ah!" Johnson was shocked. Ximenyu's strength was beyond his expectation, and he broke his fame in one stroke. He is a man who plays with the air between his palms.
Xi Menyu looked around, and there were already eight or nine thousand practitioners.
It seems that most of the practitioners in the whole Yunmen are here, so Ximenyu is too lazy to delay the time anymore.
Ximenyu has to make quick decisions and kill Johnson at the fastest speed. The more quickly he kills, the more shocked he will be to this group of people.
Ximenyu shouted: "Dear Yunmen practitioners, my name is Ximenyu, and many people must know me. Today I will kill your master Johnson. From now on, this territory of the Korean nation belongs to me. Ximenyu's."
"Ximenyu, I don't know life or death!" Johnson accumulates a second strength, trying to kill Ximenyu with a stroke.
"Humph!" Ximen Yu hummed, waved his hands, and three silver needles flew out.
Ximenyu used his mental power to control the silver needle, and the speed has reached the extreme.
"Huh!" The silver needle controlled by Ximenyu pierced into Johnson's body in the blink of an eye, and of course stabbed him in the dark hole.
Johnson instantly felt a bit dizzy and his eyes were blooming.
"Johnson, let's go on the road!" Ximenyu burst into Johnson's head with a single blow.
This Johnson is too easy to deal with, much easier than Ximenyu expected.
"what!"
Nearly tens of thousands of practitioners around him saw the gate owner died in a blink of an eye.
Everyone wanted to see how Ximenyu died, but it turned out that the door owner died.
"Hahaha! Come on, let me go before I get the killing, and go back and tell the Sun Soul and Super Academy, this is my Ximenyu territory."
After the reaction, the practitioners of Cloud Gate flew away in an instant, and even the gate master was killed by Xi Menyu in the blink of an eye, not to mention them.
"Wait, Ximenyu, if you want to build your influence, no one will do anything. I have a way to make these people loyal to you." Wan Jun said suddenly.
"Ah, really fake!"
"Well, let everyone stop running away first!"
"Okay!" Ximen Yu immediately exhaled a huge amount of spiritual power, and immediately stopped everyone.
"I rely on!" Ximenyu's mental energy cost 90% at once. After all, there are 8,000 cultivators here, and Ximenyu instantly used mental power to make them forget to run away, which the average person can never do.
Wan Jun praised: "Ximenyu, yes, you have a very strong mental power. If you increase it to converge into the sea, you will have a consciousness scan to reach the strongest of the immortals."
"Senior Wanjun, I have consumed 90% of my mental strength all at once, and these people recovered immediately after a few minutes, and they fled away. What can you do to hurry up." Ximen Yu was so anxious that he felt a little bit heady now Faint, it takes too much energy.
"Well, a few days ago, you gave me a broken soul of the same generation, and I used it to make up for my missing soul. But there are many remaining, I can help you to control the cultivator, but this control It’s completely different from your mental control. It’s completely from the soul to you.

"Ah, so good!" Ximen Yu was shocked. If that were the case, Ximen Yu wouldn't worry about his men. These cultivators can all become Ximen Yu's faithful men.
"Well, I let them incorporate a little bit of soul information of the immortals, and then they will be able to submit to you completely and never betray you. You have helped me a lot, this is my help!"
"Thank you Senior Jun Wan, how many of your remaining souls can be surrendered to me?"
Wanjun said: "Only effective for practitioners, within a million."
"Wow!"
"Okay, I can only help you with this matter, and after helping, I am afraid I will fall into a deep sleep again, and it will take a long time to wake up. I now introduce all the souls In your body, I also passed the method to you, it is up to you."
After talking, Wan Jun's voice became extremely weak.
At the same time, Ximenyu passed on a powerful force and huge information, and so on.
Wan Jun used his consciousness to pass to Ximen Yu, but fortunately Xi Menyu's own mental strength is strong enough. It is as if the memory stick is large enough, and the defective soul consciousness is a Trojan horse virus. Ximenyu must ensure that he is not poisoned before he can pass it on to others, thereby poisoning others' computers.
Ximenyu used his own spiritual power to urge the virtual consciousness that Wan Jun passed to him, and instantly integrated the fragments of the incomplete soul into the souls of eight or nine thousand practitioners present.
When all the people came back to God, their consciousness was completely different. The soul told them that Ximenyu was their master.
Xi Menyu didn't know if it had any effect, and ordered aloud: "Everyone, go back to your own post."
"Yes, master."
All cultivators no longer escaped, and immediately returned to their own posts.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Ximen Yu laughed.
Now, the entire Cloud Gate is his. These people are the loyal men of Ximen Yu. They will never worry about betrayal. Unless someone in the future becomes an immortal, the concept in his heart can be freely discarded.