Looking at the other party's anxious look, Zhang Muyang held the king snake in his hand and said, "What, I want you, come and get it."

Zhang Muyang was not that rude to kill an opponent with just one finger. What's the point of simply killing? How many people can he kill alone? So after a period of thinking, Zhang Muyang decided to kill someone and completely break the other's worldview and let them feel their horror, just like Voldemort in "Harry Potter". He didn't even dare to mention his name, and could only pray silently in his heart.

Unknown to Zhang Muyang's "evil" thought, Brah Khan was furious, as if he was about to erupt. In order to fight for his giant king cobra and to survive, he decided to use his last resort.

"Jili Gulu..."

As he kept chanting the spells, the ground under Zhang Muyang's feet seemed to tremble.

"Yao, is it still a person with local attributes?

The spiritual energy is not only divided into gold, wood, water, fire and earth in China, but also abroad, but India, which was influenced by the British wind, called it the earth-based supernatural power.

As Zhang Muyang finished speaking, a giant beast made of sand rose from the ground. Zhang Muyang looked up and down, but could not tell what species it was. The curry flavor grew, perhaps it was some kind of demon or god or demon from the Indian country.

The moment the giant beast was formed, it roared and rushed over. It was Bharat Khan who was confident of dealing with Zhang Muyang. The hidden trick was still interesting, if he had not used some magic weapon.

At the same time, the followers around Bharakhan were not idle. They were naturally trained in advance when they were sent here this time. After seeing Bharakhan use his ultimate move, one of them roared: "Give it to me."

Two Solomon sects who were eager to seek merit jumped behind Zhang Muyang like ghosts, wanting to attack behind him with a sneak attack, while their other companions were one step late and came from all directions. Their hands had different magic weapons, but their goals were the same, and they did not blindly pursue damage or kill Zhang Muyang, but they were just involved, so that they could not avoid Bharathan's ultimate move.

Their cooperation this time is indescribable and skillful. If they meet someone else this time, even the foundation-building monks may have to suffer from this move, and they will be injured even if they are inappropriate. Because the power of Bharakhan's ultimate move is too great.

Unfortunately, they met Zhang Muyang, a slut, and they were reborn, suppressed by the realm, and the best-looking ones in their bodies. Brah Khan's ultimate move and Solomon's restraint on him were just children's things to him.

The corners of his mouth were gently curled up, and he swung the king cobra he had just brought over in his hand, waiting for the monster gathered from the earth and stone to attack.

"boom!"

A huge burst sounded, and in an instant, sand and stones flew away. In the already foggy weather, after this huge explosion, it became dusty and yellow sand filled the sky. I couldn't see clearly what Zhang Muyang was doing with the attack.

"Huh, Huh!"

Brahman, who had used this trick, was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat on his face as big as beans, mixed with the dust that was lifted, and traces were drawn on his face. Those who didn't know thought it was a special forces lurking.

"Mr. Bharakhan, is the other party dead?"

Solomon's people asked.

After being choked by the dust, Brah Khan did not feel Zhang Muyang's breath. He whispered a hoarse voice and said excitedly: "The person who can withstand this move has not been born yet. Haha, this so-called number one person in China is not very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, two words suddenly heard in his ears: "Is that true?"

The originally excited Brah Khan instantly suddenly had hair all over his body, and he didn't dare to reply. He aroused the last bit of strength on his body and tried to run in one direction.

"Monster, the other party must be a monster." With such a powerful attack power just now, the other party was unscathed, and at some point he had already stood behind him. Although Bharakhan was proud and his heart was higher than the sky, it did not mean that he was stupid.

All the tricks were used, and the guys who could not be defeated by everyone together were not something he could resist. In order to survive, he could only run as far as he could. As for his men who were still standing there stupidly, he ignored them at all. They were just a bunch of untouchables and lower races, and they died, and their lives were their own.

However, just after he ran hundreds of meters, when he turned around and wanted to see the situation, he found that Zhang Muyang was following him and reached out to say hello to him. "Why, are you tired of running? Why don't you stop and rest?"

"Stop, your uncle will die."

This time, Brah Khan turned around, not only saw Zhang Muyang, but also saw those subordinates who had fallen to the ground and died. When the other party was chasing him, he instantly killed all his subordinates, so he didn't dare to stop. Even though he knew that he could not escape at all, he still had to run away, and his desire to survive was so strong.

Zhang Muyang seemed to be in a hurry, just wanted to play the game of cat and mouse with the other party. He wanted to kill the other party after exhaustion.

Gradually, Bharakhan was not physically strong enough and had poor spiritual energy, so he ran slower and slower, but no matter how far he ran, Zhang Muyang seemed to be behind him, not far or near, and kept looking at him.

Knowing that in the end, he was so tired that he was so exhausted that he couldn't get up. Zhang Muyang then touched his nose and walked over, teasing, "Run, keep running, do you think you are Sun Wuzi? You still want to find your grandfather's Five Finger Mountain?"

Brahman looked at Zhang Muyang and wanted to say a few words to beg for mercy. He didn't want to die yet. He was a high-ranking private capital, and he was the elite of Solomon. How could he die here? But no matter how he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound in his mouth. He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this time, Zhang Muyang stepped on his chest and asked, "Do you want to survive?"

Brah Khan, who thought he was dead, suddenly ignited hope for survival after hearing this sentence. Does he want to save his life? Brah Khan no longer cares about guessing that Zhang Muyang had any intention or conspiracy, he just wanted to live.

So he nodded with all his strength, and said, "As long as you can let me go, I am willing to pay the price of greeting you, and I will be your humble servant in the future."
Chapter completed!