Chapter 115
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"It has a very symmetrical aesthetic!" Chu Yang sized it up and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "I am indeed a genius. A casual slash can be so impartial and split everything into two equal portions! En, that's right, I am indeed a genius! "
"…"
The Coiling Dragon Martial Institution's disciples were in a mess. Was this the time for jokes? Brother, can you not be so careless? Our lives are still in your hands. Can you be more serious?
The Zhao Clan's disciples were also in a mess because of Chu Yang. Song Hongtu's innate true essence skill wasn't even in his eyes?
Song Hongtu's martial soul was the Twin Winged Nether Snakes. When constructed, it had a form and spirit. It was definitely not an empty shell and had astonishing power.
"Genius, is it? Then I shall have a taste of this genius' soul today and see how it tastes."
Song Hongtu's eyes were gloomy. His tongue was actually half ice and half fire. The strange tongue licked his lips as though he was already savoring the taste of Chu Yang's soul.
This was very horrifying. Because of the Twin Winged Nether Snakes, Song Hongtu could actually consume a human's soul!!!
"Tsk, with your crappy snakes!"
Chu Yang sneered, "They are big, but they are ugly, extremely ugly! They are already ugly, but they are specially enlarged. Even if they are symmetrical, they are still like fresh flowers falling into a cesspool! You mean you can't beat me, but you want to disgust me to death? "
"…"
What horrifying!?
What horrifying!?
It was all bullsh * t. Song Hongtu's brain structure was completely different. These two terrifying Twin Winged Nether Snakes were actually able to embarrass Chu Yang. There was no one else who could do it.
"Death is at hand and you still don't know what you are talking about."
Song Hongtu sneered sinisterly. His fair face faintly turned sinister as he was infuriated.
In addition, his body was surrounded by ghostly aura. The miserable howls of malicious spirits were constantly coming from his body. It was truly chilling. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. It was so sinister, so strange, and so ferocious. In an instant, it was crushed into pieces by Chu Yang's simple joke.
Chu Yang pointed the machete in his hand at Song Hongtu. "Hey, that bastard. My machete is thirsty for blood. I will destroy you on behalf of justice. Consult the owner of my beautiful Space Warrior, but you must not be called Ultraman!"
So what if it was Sailor Moon, but what the hell was Ultraman?
Be it the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution's disciples or the Zhao Clan's disciples, none of them knew how to describe Chu Yang. They didn't know how Chu Yang could act so recklessly.
"Bastard, go to hell!"
Chu Yang dubbed for Song Hongtu, "Attack, my big monster!"
Song Hongtu staggered. He was completely shocked. The two Winged Nether Serpents that were about to leap out also stopped in their tracks.
"Die!" Song Hongtu was furious. Was he playing house with Song Hongtu? Was he a child?
"Bastard, I'm going to tear you to shreds later."
Boom!
Song Hongtu gnashed his teeth. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound. It was as if a mountain was moving, bringing about a gust of wind. The two Winged Nether Serpents hissed and spat out their tongues as they charged towards Chu Yang.
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