Chapter 967: Make you pretend

The spiritual arrogant found the empty vase in the bushes, and then he knew that he had been fooled by Chen Yang, and immediately fell into anger. WW..lā
He didn't have the patience and Chen Yang's nonsense and shot straight.
When he acted, the action was a little strange, not a step, but his legs kicking on the ground, jumping forward.
However, his degree was extremely fast, and he immediately came to Chen Yang.
His palm hidden in the black robe slammed into Chen Yang.
A powerful momentum overwhelmed the waves, and the stump surrounding the collapsed wall behind Chen Yang was blown back by the waves, hitting the village of the Wolf Spirit, the house collapsed, and was a mess.
Such a mighty power surprised everyone.
The people of the Five Clan Alliance evaded quickly, shocking the powerful power of the spiritual arbiter.
"So fierce!"
Chen Yang's heart jumped, and the combat power of the spiritual arbiter was somewhat unexpected.
His body moved, and he fled away.
But he didn't have enough energy to use the phantom step, and his pace was still slow, but fortunately, he avoided the key.
Boom.
The slayer cut a punch on Chen Yang's shoulder. Even if Chen Yang had eight wastelands, he was beaten backwards, his shoulders were blurred, and his bones were broken.
In the eyes of the disciple, doubt appeared.
He apparently did not expect that an outsider who was born at the top of the peak would not have been beaten to death by him without using his defense.
This person's physical strength is stronger than some monsters.
Chen Yang fell to the ground, his body covered with dust, and this blow also caused him severe pain in the shoulder and was not badly injured.
"Chen Yang!"
After the collapsed house of the Wolf Spirit tribe, Lang Xiaoran shouted in anxiety, and he was about to rush out.
"Go back, don't make me mess."
Chen Yang shouted in a deep voice, and Lang Xiaoran stopped, looking at Lang Gu, his eyes shone with tears, and said, "Father, what should I do? You save Chen Yang."
Lang Gu looked dignified, and shook his head: "None of us are the opponents of the slayer, and now we can only rely on Chen Yang. Hope ... he can overcome it."
Having said that, all the people present had no confidence in Chen Yang.
"Yin!"
The slayer had a long howl, and jumped up, chasing Chen Yang in front of him, and grabbed it with Chen Palm's neck.
"It's just a fight."
Chen Yang's face calmed and he didn't evade. The eight wasteland fighters moved to the extreme, and their defenses concentrated on their neck.
The next moment, the genius gripped his neck with a claw, and clenched it so hard that he was out of breath.
However, the cultivator was not in a hurry to kill him.
The slayer picked at his feet, a broken wooden stake fell into his left hand, brushed down a few words on the ground, and stared coldly at Chen Yang with a pair of red eyes.
"What the do you write? I can't see it."
Chen Yang flushed, gasping, and spoke hard.
The slayer's hand was loosened a bit, Chen Yang breathed in a big breath, looked down, and saw that the ground said, "Where is the treasure? Or I'll kill you."
"The treasure is ..."
Chen Yang prolonged his voice, and the slayer's eyes widened, full of expectations.
"over there."
Chen Yang's right hand, which had not been moved, was slowly raised, hanging above the spiritual master's head, and his finger was pointing far away.
The disciple was conditioned and looked back.
Just at this moment, Chen Yang's palms splayed open, a "tamer mark" appeared, then shrank sharply into a bit, and penetrated into the mind of the soul-setter.
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nbsp; Chen Yang prepared for a long time, exhausted all the qi that had just been restored, and used the method of taming the demon.
"Yin!"
The spiritual arrogant felt something had penetrated into his consciousness. He let out a painful scream, loosened Chen Yang's neck, clasped his head with both hands, shaking his head madly, and seemed to want to get rid of the immortal mark.
When Chen Yang moved, he stepped back and looked at the Spiritualist from a distance.
The method of taming the demon is to deal with the monsters in the realm of dandan, and to tame the spirit-cutters in the late period of building the foundation.
Of course, the effect is immediate.
However, within a few seconds, the genius had no movement, and stooped to the ground, like an animal walking on four feet.
"Hoo, get it!"
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the spiritual incarcer, who looked up at him with red eyes full of resentment, and wanted to attack, but his body could not move at all.
The beasts tamed by the tamer demon tactics were completely instructed by the owner's thoughts.
At this moment, Chen Yang is the master of the spiritual slayer. It is absolutely impossible to hurt the master.
"Dare to stare at me, look for death!"
Chen Yang walked over and raised his foot and kicked him. The power of Bahuang Pa's body was no small matter, and he shouted at the defenseless arrogant.
"Let you pretend."
"Let you hit me."
"You really take yourself seriously."
When Chen Yang beat the spirit slayer, he was just like a scuffle on the roadside. There was no rule and he punched and kicked.
However, the arrogant did not make any resistance.
Seeing this scene, the people of the five ethnic alliances were stunned.
What's going on, but the spirit-cutters, but the powerful ones in the later period of the foundation construction, were actually violent by Chen Yang?
Even stranger, why didn't he resist?
Baowei reacted, with a doubt on his face, and said, "Yes, what Chen Shao used just now seems to be the trick for beast Taming when the Confederate and Bone Front enter into the contract of beast spirit."
Hu Guang groaned: "However, the spirit-disposer is not a strange animal. How can the animal training method be useful to him?"
Mr. Zong laughed and said without a word: "Anyway, it seems that the soul-disposer has been cleaned up by Chen Shao."
"Let's go and see."
Lang Gu waved his hand, and the five-ethnic alliance hiding in the wolf spirit tribe all came out.
After everyone approached, Chen Yang was still arrogant.
"Chen Yang, are you okay?"
Lang Xiaoran approached and asked, and Chen Yang stopped.
He glanced at his fractured right arm and smiled at Lang Xiaoran: "It's okay, this little injury will recover in two days."
At this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Chen Yang noticed the doubtful eyes of everyone and did not wait for others to ask. He took the initiative to explain: "Don't be surprised, the incarcer is actually a strange beast. Now he has been tamed by me. . "
What, the spirit-cutter is a strange beast! ?
Although expected, everyone was surprised to get the answer determined by Chen Yang.
Lang Gu understood that, no wonder Chen Yang had previously said that he was not going to defeat the spiritual arbiter, but he was going to tame it.
However, his behavior was really risky. A little carelessness could kill him.
But after thinking about it, this seems to be the only solution to the spiritual disciples.
In addition, Chen Yang will get a powerful contract beast, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.
After being silent, Lang Gu sighed: "The spiritual ruler who has ruled the beast spirit race for so many years is a strange beast. No wonder he hides his body and cannot speak. But I don't know, what is this strange beast?"
Chen Yang reached out and grabbed the black robe of the spiritual slayer, and said, "Take it off and see."