This female ghost was Mr. Tang. She spent eight years raising her with essence and blood before turning into a charming and charming ghost. However, Fang Xiaoyu killed her with just a fourth-grade talisman. How could she not make him feel heartbroken?
"Mr. Tang, don't be sad. I will avenge you." Suddenly Alangchao stood up and shouted at Fang Xiaoyu: "Boy, watch the move! The first move of Baji Tianwei. Bump!"
As he spoke, Alang spread his arms and pounced on Fang Xiaoyu like a hungry wolf pounces on a snake.
As the word "bang" fell out, Alang's whole body fell towards Fang Xiaoyu like a fallen bronze statue.
Alang is 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. If his muscles were smashed out of thin air, if he were an ordinary person, he would be killed directly.
Even an ordinary warrior would have difficulty withstanding such a brutal collision.
Alang once used this move to knock down any opponent. He even used this move to knock out a Sanda champion in a fighting competition in a certain province.
Seeing his strong body, he rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu, but Fang Xiaoyu made no attempt to dodge. Alang was ecstatic, thinking that he could finish it with one move.
Seeing that A Lang's huge body was about to fall on Fang Xiaoyu, Fang Xiaoyu just punched A Lang in the stomach unhurriedly.
The fist seems to be punched out softly, but it has the power of a thousand pounds.
There was only a loud "boom" sound, and the huge elastic force suddenly flew the Alang bomb ten meters away.
"Crash!" There was another loud noise, and Alang's huge body hit a pine tree beside the road, smashing the thick pine tree into two pieces and falling down.
Alang's iron tower-like body also fell down and fell to the ground with a crisp "snap" sound.
"You..." Alang got up with a face full of pain. He wiped the spilled blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said with a face full of reluctance: "You...are you also a late-stage Foundation Establishment warrior?"
"Slightly taller than a warrior in the late stage of foundation building, I am a master in the golden elixir stage." Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Impossible. Your thunder technique is already at the violent thunder level. How is it possible that your martial arts has also entered the golden elixir stage? This is impossible. Even if you are a master of both magic and martial arts, it is impossible for you to possess such skills at your age.
Wait for success. This is impossible!" Alang shook his head in disbelief.
Obviously, he underestimated Fang Xiaoyu. He never dreamed that Fang Xiaoyu would be a master at the golden elixir stage.
In his understanding, experts who are powerful in martial arts are often not good at martial arts. On the contrary, people who are powerful in martial arts are not good at martial arts. Even if there are strong people who are good at both martial arts and martial arts, they are still old men who are more than fifty years old.
But the monster in front of me, who is only in his twenties, is not only powerful in magic, but also terrifying in martial arts. Does this have any royal skills?
Fang Xiaoyu ignored Alang, but held Cheng Wanying in his arms and smiled calmly and said: "Come on, beauty, let's put you in the car first. I'll come back and slowly pack up these animals."
After saying that, he carried Cheng Wanying into the Pagani Zonda's car and closed the door.
"Stop! Boy, I know you are powerful. But even if you are a master of the early stage of Jindan, so what? I don't believe you can still withstand the power of a sniper rifle." Suddenly seeing Alang, he turned around and got out of the car.
He came out with a sniper rifle and pointed it at Fang Xiaoyu.
He knew that masters at the early stage of the Golden Core stage could carry bullets with their bodies, but that was only limited to ordinary pistol bullets. What he was holding now was a sniper rifle that could shoot a headshot with one shot, and could even penetrate steel plates.
"Oh! Really? Why don't you give it a try." Fang Xiaoyu closed the car door, turned around and walked towards Alang calmly.
"Boy, you forced me to do this. If you obediently hand over the Vitality Pill and the check for 800 million yuan, and then kneel down and apologize to me, maybe I will consider letting you live."
Lang gritted his teeth coldly and made a "click" sound, and the bullet was loaded into the chamber.
"Interesting! I will also give you a chance. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, and compensate me another 100 million, I will let you go." Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, and reached out to the Fabric bag on his waist, and took out three sticks.
Silver needle.
"Arrogant and ignorant." Alang sneered and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "What are you doing with the needle? Do you think that with your rusty flower needle, you can beat the gun in my hand? This gun can kill you with one shot.
I can blow your head off."
"Whether it's my needle or your gun that's faster, you won't know until you try it!" Fang Xiaoyu replied calmly. As he spoke, he was already gathering thunderous energy.
"Okay! Go to hell!" Alang suddenly pulled the trigger.
"boom"
There was a loud noise, and the bullet flew out of the barrel of the gun and went straight to Fang Xiaoyu's heart. If the shot was fired, a bloody hole would definitely burst out.
A look of satisfaction flashed across Alang's face, and he seemed to vaguely smell the smell of blood. He was imagining the scene when he went back to receive the reward after Fang Xiaoyu was shot.
However, within two minutes, his hopes were dashed.
The golden bullet shell not only failed to penetrate Fang Xiaoyu's body, but fell to the ground with a crisp "thud" sound.
Looking forward again, Fang Xiaoyu showed no signs of injury at all under the headlights.
"Ah...how could this happen? Are you a master of the late stage of Jin Dan?" Alang asked with a look of horror on his face.
"That's right! There's a prize for guessing correctly!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, and then his face suddenly darkened.
"Run away!" Alang knew the terror of the late Jindan masters and decided not to fight anymore. He threw the gun in his hand far away, turned around and prepared to escape.
At this time, Fang Xiaoyu flicked his wrist and shouted loudly: "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, Qi Control Flying Needle, kill!"
As he spoke, the flying needle left his hand and went straight to Alang's Tanzhong acupoint, eyebrow acupoint, and Dantian acupoint, sealing all three acupoints.
The silver needle was poured into the body with the air, and Alang's body suddenly trembled, and then his soul floated out of the body and let out a scream: "No!"
"late!"
Fang Xiaoyu made a gesture to close the needle, and then waved his hand. The three silver needles that had fallen on A Lang's body popped out consciously following the pull of Fang Xiaoyu's thoughts, and then flew to A Lang's newly separated soul.
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Just hearing the sound of "Boom", Alang's human soul trembled violently in mid-air, and then let out another scream of "Ah", and then completely burst like a bubble.
"boom!"
After Alang's soul was chopped off, his body also fell down, lying motionless on the ground.
Looking at the dead A Lang, Mr. Tang beside him turned pale with fear.
He shouted "Mom!", turned around, and ran away like he was dying.
"It's not that easy to run away!" Fang Xiaoyu has already taken out the silver needle, reaching up to his finger, and is preparing to control the flying needle. (To be continued)