The enemy was chanting an incantation. If they did not smack his mouth now, what were they waiting for?
The next instant, Yu Wanzhou casually grabbed a Coffin Board, charged up, and swung it ferociously:
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Coffin Board smacked Liu Yong across the face, making his facial muscles twitch, but he kept chanting.
Seeing this, Yu Wanzhou grew even more hooked on smacking him.
But after just a few more blows, the Coffin Board shattered.
Yu Wanzhou was at a loss.
Seeing this, a female cultivator patted beneath her skirt and released a hastily prepared scarlet dragon to stuff into his mouth.
But Liu Yong was ruthless too. He opened his mouth, swallowed the scarlet dragon, and kept chanting.
A cultivator growled, "Block his mouth!"
The female cultivator pulled out a garment from beneath her skirt and stuffed it into Liu Yong's mouth, only for him to crunch it up and swallow it.
The other cultivators flew into a rage. "You were given such a fine reward, yet you don't know how to appreciate it."
"Damn you!"
A cultivator growled, "Plug his mouth with a cannon barrel. Don't let him chant."
Wang Quan and the others were horrified. "Absolutely not! One careless move, and the chickens could fly off and the eggs get smashed."
Just then, a cultivator growled, "Everyone, stand aside. Watch me."
Wang Quan and the others immediately stepped aside, looking at this brave soul with admiration.
But this brave soul did not take out a cannon. Instead, the cultivator drove a zombie over.
The zombie opened its blood-basin maw, spewed billowing corpse qi, and clamped its mouth over Liu Yong's.
At that moment, Liu Yong broke down.
"Ah..."
He roared and bellowed, "You monsters have gone too far!"
"I'll make you pay."
He growled,