In the early days of a Taoist, the rest is only the realm of the master, not worth mentioning, it is destroyed at will.
Just when Su Yan was about to take a shot, Nighthawk spoke, but this did not let the spiritual power in his hand fall.
"Who are you, dare to come to the devil's prison gate to be wild, don't you know what day it is!"
Su Yan said lightly: "I am here to kill you, do you still need to choose auspicious days?"
Nighthawk was so angry that he dared to say such a rebellious words, which made his face full of murderous intent, and the spiritual power in his hand overflowed.
There is no explanation at all. He knows that there are many enemies in the Demon Prison, because these people have committed many heinous crimes.
Su Yan carried the coffin to avenge, and that naturally explained one reason. With a mortal heart, there was no way out.
"Actually, I sympathize with you ants, knowing that they are invincible, but they still come like a moth to a fire, dying to death."
Su Yan smiled slightly, and naturally regarded Nighthawk's words as farting. He was an ant, so wouldn't the people at the gate of the demon prison be worse than the ant?
"The coffin was not prepared for you, because you are not worthy!"
Su Yan yelled. Lying in the coffin was Yuwen Swift, who was invaded by Nighthawk. He wanted Yuwen Swift to witness the destruction of the demon prison gate.
"You come to take revenge. I don't know who assaulted your family or relatives or friends?"
There was some playful gesture on Nighthawk's face, because he seemed to guess something, but he was not sure.
"Tianya Martial Arts Field knows?"
Su Yan looked at Nighthawk, and suddenly felt a very angry feeling in his heart, even more angry than the other disciples of the Demon Prison Gate, which made his face suddenly cold.
"The martial arts field in the end of the world?!"
Nighthawk's eyes became cold, and he immediately understood everything. It turned out that this person was here to look for him, but it was really funny to say the door of the Demon Slayer Prison.
"That's it, I can tell you that Tianya Martial Arts Field is my masterpiece."
Su Yan's eyes showed flames, and the anger in his heart suddenly increased. That's right, it was this person. The voice was very similar to what he heard on the phone.
"Unexpectedly, you killed Yuwen Swift!"
When Nighthawk heard it, he knew the reason completely, and could not help showing a slutty smile on his face.
"You are the rescuer. It's really late to come. That beauty has been played by me several times, hahaha!"
Nighthawk laughed unscrupulously, without paying attention to Su Yan at all.
The reason why he is so arrogant is also very simple. First, Su Yan is very young, very different from what he imagined. He certainly has little ability. Second, this is the place of the magic prison gate, and there is no need to be afraid.
But when Su Yan heard Nighthawk's words, the flames in his eyes burned even more, as if two groups of fire dragons were continuously emitting flames, and his anger almost reached its peak.
"Swift, the person who hurt you is right in front of you, don't worry, I will let him die."
Su Yan said relaxedly, and patted the coffin with his hands, as if comforting her.
But this angered Nighthawk. He knew who was in the coffin now and couldn't help but feel unlucky.
"It's really a Zhenlie woman, she just played a few times and found her dead, it's boring!"
boom!
Only a sudden, unusual, and shocking loud noise was heard. This sound was not weaker than Su Yan's previous sound of smashing the gate of the mountain, making everyone present look stiff.
Nighthawk was even more pale, because the loud noise was related to him, and his body was trembling slightly at this moment, and a sharp pain filled his brain.
This loud noise was a secret force that Su Yan used, and it exploded directly through the air, and in front of Nighthawk, his eardrums were all at this moment.
It just broke through the air and did not hit Nighthawk, but he felt that his limbs had been seriously injured at the moment.
At this moment, Nighthawk finally understood how terrifying the man who looked incomparably young in front of him was, and it was not an existence he could imagine.
But this was just the beginning for Su Yan, just a distraction.
Su Yan looked at the ruins of the Zongmen, mixed with a lot of rubble and sawdust, and couldn't help but move in his heart.
Countless broken pieces of wood stood there, sharp and without rules, just like a stickman, following Su Yan's command, flying directly towards the nighthawk.
Nighthawk's discoloration changed on the spot, and if so many pieces of wood were all nailed to him, then his body would have at least thousands of holes in it, which I couldn't imagine.
Upon seeing this, the other disciples hurriedly used their spiritual power to stop Su Yan, but their spiritual power was not enough.
"The mere ants also want to stop me. Give you a few happy."
Whoosh whoosh!
A few pieces of broken wood drifted towards the people, completely unstoppable, directly piercing their temples, bringing out a pinch of blood, and killing them.
For Su Yan now, these people can die happily, that is already his greatest kindness.
Seeing these disciples fall, Nighthawk was even more frightened at this moment, and her heart was already shrouded in fear, and it was full of regrets at this moment.
He wanted to shout, he wanted to call for help, after all, this is the sect of the Demon Prison Gate, and just a shout, there will definitely be countless disciples rushing out.
But he found that his mouth couldn't make a sound, because dozens of pieces of wood had already filled his cheeks, and even his tongue was nailed with pieces of wood.
The blood gushed out immediately, like a bunch of fascinating flowers blooming, and then gathered together, forming a stream of blood dripping towards the jaw.
These pieces of wood contain spiritual power, but it is not just as simple as pieces of wood, otherwise it can be easily pulled out with the realm of his early Taoist.
Because of the spiritual power, the nighthawk at this moment is extremely uncomfortable, it is a direct blow to the pain of the soul, making him worse than death.
He can't scream, yell, or cry, he can only tremble to show his pain at the moment.
But this was just the beginning for Su Yan. He wanted to make Nighthawk worse than death. This was enough.
Su Yan looked at Nighthawk, her eyes were extremely cold, and her anger towards him was naturally beyond renewed.
"When you violated Swift, you thought of such consequences, and now I will let you know what is better than death!"
As soon as Su Yan's voice fell, a ray of light flashed, which directly caused Nighthawk's crotch to drip with blood. This was just to disqualify him from being a man, it was just a small orgasm.
Nighthawk was completely frightened, all the pain was not as strong as fear, and now he knew that Su Yan was terrible.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak at all. This kind of desperate feeling was the best repayment for Yuwen Swift.
At this moment, the remaining pieces of wood were also inserted into Nighthawk's body. At this moment, his entire body no longer has a whole piece of skin, all of which is filled with pieces of spiritual power.
