As he spoke, countless mucus suddenly erupted from the tentacles and arms of his body, like countless loaches, Lan Yutang couldn't hold it, and the arms of the octopuses that had been caught in his hands escaped from his palms again.

The octopus suddenly twisted the arms that had broken free from Lan Yutang's grasp, and concentrated all the strength of his body on these arms as if he had just puffed up his left and right fists.

When the energy was gathered, these arms turned into fists and swung towards Lan Yutang, launching a second attack.

Although the two pillar fists of the octopus were shattered, these auxiliary tentacle arms were still so powerful and accurate.

If Lan Yutang's head was really hit by his blow this time, then it would definitely be smashed like a watermelon only on the cutting board.

However, I don't know why, the tentacle arms of the octopus that had already broken free from Lan Yutang's palm were now suddenly all back in Lan Yutang's hands, like a piece of clothing that had just been washed and was wringing water, and was tightly held by him.

Although it was covered with slippery and greasy mucus, Lan Yutang's hand was still so strong, and the grip was still so firm, like grasping hemp rope.

Then, the corners of Lan Yutang's mouth suddenly showed a strange, contemptuous smile, like a naughty child deliberately kicking the glass with a ball.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he tore off the octopus's intertwined arms, and then, with a sudden force of his hands, they broke into several pieces, as easily as if he were pulling a cucumber.

The octopus, whose hands and feet had been broken, fell to the ground hard, gasping limbly, and its eyes were wide open for fear or pain.

Lan Yutang looked at the frightened octopus, and suddenly became calm and excited, as if he had encountered an extremely dangerous but exciting thing, and said in a deep voice:

You're right, Tsing Yi is coming here soon, I'm afraid I still have a lot of things to do, but I don't have time to play this boring game with you anymore.

However, don't worry, I will definitely follow the things that the palace master has explained, and you don't need to worry about this for me.

Okay, for now, let me finish with you, and see you off with my immortal jade flute dyed red with the blood of I don't know how many people.

Speaking of this, he leaned against a large pillar behind him, and then gently placed the immortal jade flute, which was as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose, to his mouth.

Then, his lips moved slightly, and those low tunes were like a mountain, like a dark cloud, slowly pressing down on the octopus, slowly, slowly......

However, these powerful pressures do not only come from the pressure of laughter on the outside, but also from the inside of the body.

At this moment, the octopus's body is like a balloon that is slowly inflating, slowly expanding outward as the airflow in the body increases.

When the octopus's mucus-filled skin reached a certain level, a loud "bang" was heard.

His body was like a firecracker that had been ignited, and in an instant it turned into countless fragments.

And the scraps of his flesh and mucus with a strong fishy smell immediately splattered on the other people's faces, bodies, and even weapons.

And the heavy smell of blood that filled the room immediately turned into a heavy and strange feeling.

Looking at the octopus with blurred flesh and blood all over the ground, Lan Yutang shook his head, and slipped down the jade flute as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose, controlling the blood that fell on it, as if he was talking to himself, and said:

Alas, I was thinking about the red willow just now, and I almost ended my life in the hands of this loach-like person, really, it seems that women will still be less delicate in the future.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the remaining samurai of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and his originally angry and irritable expressions suddenly calmed down, staring at the samurai of the Ogi Mirror Palace, whose faces were now similar to the mud all over the ground, he sneered slightly, and said:

The octopus, who is arrogant and arrogant, and what kind of multi-armed bear is now on his way to Yellow Springs, what about you?

The river mussel, which was hiding behind the shell, suddenly stuck out its head and wiped a handful of flesh that had been splashed on the shell of the mussel - the body of the octopus had just been splashed when it was shattering.

Now, although he was scared, he made a look of disdain, as if it was not his brother who had died just now, not his kind.

His body seemed to have been turned into a sculpture carved out of wood, as if he had no emotion, and then, with a sneer, said:

Hmph, do you think you can bluff me with your deceitful tricks? Don't think that just because you defeat the octopus alone, you think you've won.

Don't forget, there are so many of us, and we can drown you with a single spit. It doesn't matter if you're a little rooster or a big phoenix.

His appearance was not so much frightened as provocative.

The strongest of them had died, and the death was so horrific that they should have felt fear, but he was a bit fearless now.

Could it be that he has some secret weapon, or what magic weapon to win?

Lan Yutang also seemed to feel very strange, put the immortal jade flute across his chest, looked at him with disdain, and said coldly: Oh, is this really the case?

However, as far as I know, the octopus called the multi-armed bear, which has now become one with the earth, seems to be your best friend.

Do you think that his death has nothing to do with you, or is his death suddenly inspired your fighting spirit, and it is really a great brotherhood.

The mussel twisted his blood-red neck from behind the shell, and then, looking at the corpse of the octopus that had turned into blood on the ground, he smiled slyly:

Even if he doesn't die, we still have high spirits, because I know that in this world, there is something greater than brotherhood, do you know what?

Hearing this, Lan Yutang's face became ugly as if he had suddenly been hit by someone, and even large beads of sweat rolled down.

He seemed to already know what the mussel was going to say.

Could these people be taking advantage of the time he was away to go—these people are despicable, cunning, and obscene, and it is really possible for such a thing to be done.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

This imagination simply struck him in horror.

However, he trusted that friend, and he believed that that friend would definitely be able to protect Ding Yuehua for him, just as he could protect Ding Yuehua for Suo Ming Tsing Yi.

And that is his only friend besides Li Cunxiao, his most trusted friend.

And then, the river mussel really said what he thought in his heart, and said in a deep voice: Although you have already guessed it, I still want to tell you that this kind of thing greater than brotherhood is the love of husband and wife.

I know that you have always been a kind of guy, just three months ago, you suddenly betrayed Tsing Yi and brought his wife to join us in the Mirror Palace.

Since you don't hesitate to turn your face with Suo Qingyi, and you don't hesitate to abandon your reputation and status in the rivers and lakes to save Ding Yuehua, I think you must not want her to die so soon now.