Chapter 1122: Powerful Sixth-Rank Immortal Paper Master!
In other words, those thatched huts built by the river were all super supernatural powerhouses who should have died!
After they are exhausted, the mobile phone is the most data-saving, ad-free site. Instead, the Dragon Hidden Valley, which was stranded in the cracks of this space, was concentrated and hidden by Group Zero.
Thinking of this, Fu Yang only felt that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but gasp.
"Oh my God! If this is the plan of the zero group and the state, what kind of huge plan is it! And for what purpose? The ultimate big picture...... What does that mean? β
Fu Yang only felt that a huge secret was hidden here.
"Could it have something to do with Yan?!
I don't know how...... The thought suddenly crossed his mind. But because of the lack of detailed information, I can't guess anything else just by guessing.
At this time, Liang Jun proposed again: "Or...... First let me, the junior of the sect, go to the Dragon Hidden Hall and stay for a while, and wait for the elders to confirm his loyalty. How about letting him out again? β
Unexpectedly, Wang Feng was still shaking his head: "I don't agree." Daoist Liang, you'd better get out of the way. You are dead, I am alive. Even if you're at your peak, you're only slightly better than me. Right now...... You are no match for me. Why bother putting yourself in? The country and the plan, still need you. β
The captain of the dark department finally persuaded.
He's getting impatient!
As for Fu Yang......
He saw that Liang Jun turned to himself, and he kept going toe-to-toe with the pretending criminals of this zero group of shadows, and it seemed that he would not hesitate to make huge sacrifices. I was very touched in my heart.
"Daoist Liang, since this pretending to be a criminal, Mr. Wang, wants to kill me. I, Fu Yang, am not a soft persimmon! Anyone can pinch it casually. I am very touched by your kindness. I'll take care of this myself. β
Fu Yang said, taking a few steps forward.
walked to Liang Junzhuan's side, stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, and pulled the old Taoist priest back.
Then he looked at Wang Feng in an indifferent tone: "Since my debut, you want to kill me...... It hasn't worked out yet. Be careful not to bite me and break your dog's teeth. Silly than! I will let you know the shame and pain of being tyrannical. β
Fu Yang laughed again,. It's like a humanoid version of Master Xiong!
He knew that the more serious he was dealing with this kind of guy, the more foul language he would have to say, which would probably anger him. At least it's okay to be disgusting and enthusiastic about each other......
Sure enough, Wang Feng was even more angry.
"When death is near, it's still hard-mouthed. Kill! β
Wang Feng shot directly!
Fu Yang was not to be outdone.
Swinging the Thousand Illusion Sword in his hand, he emitted a series of sharp and domineering sword qi. All of a sudden, a radius of ten meters, the sword qi cut vertically and horizontally. The grass and rocks on the ground were all crushed to pieces.
Liang Jun was helpless and could only retreat far away. Watching the two of them fight.
"Humph! Insect carving skills. β
Wang Feng snorted coldly, his hands suddenly "snapped" in front of his chest, and the two pieces of dark paper closed in his palms. Then swishing flew out countless confetti like a goddess scattering flowers, each the size of a palm. Form a spherical barrier that protects him in it.
The sword qi of Fu Yang's Thousand Illusion Sword was cut on it with a sonorous sound, and it actually made a metallic sound!
It's just confetti, but I didn't expect it to be so strong.
And Wang Feng's eyes were also very sharp, he keenly captured the gap between Fu Yang's swordsmanship, and then shot again.
Hands reached forward and slammed into the push. Sou!!!
Two pieces of dark paper, flying out at the same time, folded into two throwing knives halfway through. At the same time, it pierced Fu Yang's throat and heart.
Hum!
Fu Yang let out a cold snort in his nose, and the power of the ghost path in his body worked. On the skin on the surface of the throat and heart, a layer of fine black scales appeared in an instant!
Bang Bang!
Two screeching sounds of metal crashing.
Two Dark Paper Throwing Knives stabbed at the black scales formed by the power of the Ghost Dao.
Click......
The scales cracked in response, and the huge force hit Fu Yang and flew out more than ten meters upside down. The figure finally stabilized in the air, and only then landed on the ground and staggered a few steps.
Then I coughed lightly twice!
It can be seen that the power of this paper flying knife is great - it is obviously just a small flying knife, not to mention the sharpness, the impact force is actually comparable to the impact of a heavy truck that steps on the accelerator to the end.
Fu Yang used the scale armor of the power of the ghost path to block the sharp stab of the flying knife, but the huge impact still knocked him away and injured him a little.
"This guy is really strong!"
Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
"Humph! I'm a sixth-level Immortal Paper Master, if I can't take you a four-pot real person, that's a joke. β
Wang Feng strode forward, his expression unruly.
That's right!
As the leader of the first squad of the dark department of the zero group of this Dragon Hidden Valley, he is a sixth-level dark paper master. In the realm of cultivation, it is equivalent to the initial realm of the six real people. It is even stronger than the leader of the third regiment of the Pantheistic Sect, Tu Wutian.
Fu Yang's pupils suddenly constricted.
But he still squirted on his mouth: "I said why is it spicy, it turned out to be a sixth-level guy?" I thought you were level three. It's the kind of third-level man who specializes in shooting ***. It's not much better than the actor in the island country's shame action movie. Hahaha. β
He laughed as he said it himself.
Wang Feng was really angry now!
A hint of blush flashed across his face, and he said angrily: "Damn! The dignified zero group supervisor and the four Taoist real people actually spoke foul language, which was simply a loss of face. β
Wang Feng said, ready to be ruthless!
After all, the longer the time drags on, if the three "chiefs" surrounding the bronze basin in the Dragon Hidden Hall know, things will become more troublesome.
What's more, he was really angry with Fu Yang!
The captain of the dark department of the dignified zero group stationed in Longyin Valley, the ghost city of Purple Mountain, was actually compared by Fu Yang to an actor who made that kind of film? Who can bear it!
"In my name, in the name of the Grim Paper Master. Summon! Yin Si ghost poor, beef horse noodles, pen judge...... Black and white impermanence! β
Bang la blah.
A large pile of dark paper flew out of Wang Feng's clothes on its own, turning into a small figure of dark paper in the air, with different images, but they all exuded strange and powerful mana fluctuations.
And then immediately after, in less than a tenths of a second. These little paper figures quickly grew in size, and seemed to break through the barriers of space, communicating with some powerful beings in the Netherworld.
At last......
Knock knock knock!!
All of the enlarged Grim Paper Figures landed on the ground, making a sound like flesh and blood falling to the ground. It has become a different form of officials of all levels in the underworldβbut they are all in the form of paper figures.
And all of this, in less than a second, is all done.