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Chapter 857: Paper Transformed into Butterfly

"You broke into my base and slaughtered my soldiers, Demon Mountain. You are really going too far!" Looking at the people from Demon Mountain in front of him, Feng Yuan gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

His voice came out from the pupils of the Cyclops, as if it had been amplified, deafening. Greedy and the many demon mountain men around him were all trembling all over, and their faces were solemn and alert.

"Feng Yuan, I am Greed, one of the seven demon kings of Demon Mountain. If you are smart, you should understand that the situation is not favorable to you now. I advise you to surrender as soon as possible!"

Facing the majestic Feng Yuan, the burly Greedy looked at him coldly and said, "Otherwise, you and everyone here will die without a burial place!"

"Let me surrender?"

Feng Yuan sneered, took a deep breath, and laughed loudly, "Come on if you're brave enough! I've long wanted to see the methods of the Seven Demon Kings of Demon Mountain!"

"Alright, you're courting death. Don't think you can change the status quo by getting a Savage Giant! Everyone, attack!"

Hearing Feng Yuan's words, Greed's face finally became solemn. He took a step back and waved his hand. The many evolvers who were originally standing behind him rushed forward following his gesture.

"on!"

Accompanied by a light shout, dozens of figures flashed together, forming a circle, surrounding the wild giant where Feng Yuan was.

Surrounded by the crowd, Feng Yuan did not show a trace of nervousness on his face. He looked at the evolvers who surrounded him and grinned disdainfully.

Then, he looked at Greed and said, "Greedy, huh? Why don't you take action yourself? You think you can deal with me, Feng Yuan, just relying on these minions? That's too arrogant! When the time comes, don't blame me for killing them all!"

"Humph, what a loud tone!"

Hearing Feng Yuan's words, an Evolved from Demon Mountain roared, "You're surrounded by so many of us, and you still dare to speak so arrogantly? I think you're tired of living!"

"How dare you, a mere ant, shout like that!"

A fierce light flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes, and then the wild giant pointed with his right hand, and a crescent-shaped black light instantly appeared in front of the roaring man.

The black crescent-shaped dimensional slash was like the sharpest blade in the world. Before the evolver could react, it silently and directly cut off the roarer's head.

For a moment, a large amount of blood gushed out wildly from the broken neck of the roarer as the head flew up.

"Brother Meng Liang! Feng Yuan, you're courting death!"

Seeing Feng Yuan suddenly kill an evolver, an old man wrapped in black clothes, with only his skinny face like a skeleton exposed, roared wildly.

From the old man's roar, one can tell that the deceased evolver named Meng Liang must have had a special relationship with him, otherwise, there would not be a hint of sadness in his roar.

Amidst the roar, the old man waved his right hand and threw countless pieces of paper at Feng Yuanyang, shouting, "Superpower, paper turns into butterflies!"

Accompanied by a strange gray light flash, the countless falling scraps of paper suddenly underwent a strange change in the air, transforming into agile paper butterflies.

As soon as these butterflies appeared, they seemed to be alive, waving their white paper wings and circling in the night sky.

……

"A thousand butterflies cut flesh, ten thousand butterflies shatter bones! Kill!"

With the appearance of these butterflies, the skinny old man like a skeleton launched a killing move.

Accompanied by a gray light, it lit up from the skinny old man's hands, and countless paper butterflies in the air suddenly began to dance wildly.

These paper butterflies seem light and powerless at first, but when they fly, they are like sharp blades breaking through the air, making a piercing sound.

In less than a second, these paper butterflies gathered together and turned into a ferocious white dragon, attacking Feng Yuan who was in the eyes of the Cyclops.

"Alright, Feng Yuan is dead now!"

Seeing the paper butterfly transform into a long dragon and attack Feng Yuan, the eyes of everyone in Demon Mountain lit up, and many people felt that Feng Yuan was doomed to die this time.

This old man's surname is Dongfang. He is a level five evolver and one of the candidates for the seven demon kings.

This move is his most powerful super power. Under the attack of thousands of butterflies, it is indestructible. Even if the opponent is made of steel, it will be reduced to powder.

In the eyes of everyone, Feng Yuan angered the old monster Dongfang, who had always had a good relationship with Meng Liang, because he wrongly killed Meng Liang, which made the old monster Dongfang use his trump card in anger.

If this move hits, Feng Yuan will probably have no chance of survival.

"Hehe, no matter how much a piece of white paper dances, it's still just a piece of white paper. Let me show you what absolute power is!"

Looking at the long white paper dragon attacking him, Feng Yuan snorted coldly, closed his eyes slightly, and concentrated on controlling the Cyclops.

The moment he closed his eyes, the Cyclops suddenly raised his right arm and punched hard on the head of the white paper dragon that was rushing towards him.

Accompanied by a series of muffled sounds, the giant dragon formed by the white paper turning into a butterfly was instantly torn into pieces by the huge force of the punch, and turned into countless pieces of paper again, floating down.

"how is this possible?"

Seeing his super power being broken in an instant, Dongfang Old Monster's face was solemn, but he did not intend to give up. He waved his right hand again and shouted: "White paper turns into nails, thousands of nails pierce my heart!"

As his super powers were activated, gray rays of light were seen dancing and then injected back into the flying pieces of paper.

Then, the pieces of paper deformed again, turning into paper nails of different sizes, which attacked Feng Yuan like a rainstorm.

"Haha!" Facing the torrential rain of paper nails, Feng Yuan just sneered twice, and then punched out again.

As the Cyclops's heavy punch came, a strong gust of wind instantly destroyed the tiny paper nails.

The difference was that Feng Yuan did not stop with this punch. After destroying the paper nail, his punch was like lightning, hitting the old monster with the surname Dongfang with unstoppable force, turning him into a pool of splattered flesh.

"Ah, the old monster from the East is dead!"

"How is this possible? The punch is so fast!"

"Also, what exactly is the Cyclops' body made of? The Eastern Monster's paper magic that can tear through steel not only didn't hurt him at all, but he was even killed by a single punch!"

"Everyone, this wild giant is too fierce. Let's not attack one by one, but together!"

……

The tragic deaths of Meng Liang and Dongfang Laoguai sounded a wake-up call to the other people in Demon Mountain.

It was not until this time that they understood why Feng Yuan faced so many people alone without fear. It turned out that the wild giant he controlled was really not simple.

However, although the people of Demon Mountain were a little frightened, greed was right behind them and they did not dare to flee.

Looking at the majestic Feng Yuan, everyone looked at each other, then attacked at the same time, performing their most powerful techniques.

At this moment, no one dared to hold back, because facing this powerful Cyclops, any reservation could be fatal. The two poor men who died were living examples.