After looking at it, Fang Xiaoyu finally discovered a problem in the puppet's heart.
He found that there was a small gold medal inlaid on the withered heart, with runes engraved on it.
Obviously, this is a puppet made by a fighting master. As long as the runes on it are broken, the puppet will also be broken.
"Yes, I still have the Zombie King's blood in my magic bag! This thing is a sharp weapon for breaking magic. As long as the Zombie King's blood is driven into the heart of this puppet, everything will be solved." Fang Xiaoyu felt ecstatic in his heart and immediately reached out his hand.
He took out the French bag and took out King Zombie's blood and silver needle.
"Senior, block for me for a while. I'll stop this puppet first." Fang Xiaoyu shouted to the fortune teller.
"Okay! My old bones can still carry it for a while. One person and one puppet can carry it for three minutes. It should be fine. Hurry up!" The fortune teller replied and immediately stood up to challenge.
"It'll be ready soon!" Fang Xiaoyu secretly summoned thunder energy and prepared to fly the needle.
At this moment, a gunshot was heard.
The heavy rifle bullet hit the fortune teller on the back, and he screamed "ouch", his body trembled, and he fell down.
"Haha! Dad, I knocked down a late-stage Jindan master." Gao Yuman's proud laughter came from the corner.
"Well done, son. We killed all these guys today." A trace of pride flashed across Gao Shengde's face, and he drew out his machete, preparing to go to the fortune teller's side to hit him.
At the same time, the puppet iron tower raised its heavy fist and smashed into the divine fortune teller.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaoyu was startled and quickly took out the needle.
"Qi Control Flying Needle, break!"
Ignoring the sadness and anger in his heart, he first flew a needle towards the heart of the tower.
The silver needle stained with King Zombie's blood pierced the heart of the iron tower, and a burst of green smoke immediately rose up, making a muffled sound of "plop".
I saw the huge body of the iron tower shuddered suddenly, and then fell down.
"Boom!"
The huge body hit the ground heavily, sending up a puff of dust and smoke.
"Ah...how could this happen?" Gao Shengde looked at the fallen behemoth, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, this is impossible, this is a diamond that took me ten years to refine.
puppet."
Fang Xiaoyu ignored it and went straight to the fortune teller.
He helped the fortune teller up and asked with concern: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay! It's just a little fur injury. Fortunately, I have thunder energy to protect my body, and the gun missed. It's just a little blood." Shen Shuanzi said this, but his face couldn't help but feel bitter. Obviously,
The injury from this shot was not too light.
Seeing this, Xiao Tianhou and Wei Yao were already crying incessantly.
"Let me take a look first and then talk." Fang Xiaoyu turned the body of the fortune teller around, and after watching for a while, he felt relieved. Although the fortune teller was injured, it was not too serious.
He put styptic powder on him and gave him a super blood-replenishing pill. The divine fortune teller's face looked much better than before.
Fang Xiaoyu stood up, looked at Gao Shengde sharply, and shouted coldly: "Get up, old guy."
Gao Shengde stood up, gritted his teeth, and sighed: "Okay, you can go. You beheaded my puppets and killed six of my bodyguards. You take your people and leave now, never again
Step into our Gao family. I don’t have to hold you accountable."
When he said this, there were tears in his eyes.
"Really?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly and said, "I didn't say I would let you go."
"You..." Gao Shengde was so angry that his face was livid, but he gritted his teeth, but did not say a word. He knew that he could no longer be Fang Xiaoyu's opponent.
At this time, I saw Gao Yuman in the corner shouting proudly: "Dad, it's okay. We still have guns!"
He picked up the gun in his hand again and pointed it at Fang Xiaoyu.
"It's not that easy to kill me!"
While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu had already taken out the silver needle from the magic bag, flicked his wrist, and roared, "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are Qi Control Flying Needles. First leave the soul, then kill the soul! Kill!"
With the mobilization of thoughts and thunder energy, the silver needle was divided into two waves and shot at the three points of Yintang, Tanzhong and Dantian, which were full of desire. Soon, a soul shadow was seen floating out of his body, and then another one was seen.
Three silver needles flew out towards the human soul.
"Boom!" There was a crisp sound, and the soul image burst like a bubble. The soul of life, the soul of heaven, and the soul of earth were all destroyed.
His body was seen swaying in mid-air for a moment, and then he fell down with a "bang" and fell motionless to the ground.
"Son, what's wrong with you?" Gao Shengde shouted, and he quickly ran to his son's side, hugged his son, and cried loudly.
"Let's go!" Fang Xiaoyu supported the fortune teller, and then winked at A Xiu and Alan behind him, preparing to lead them away.
"Boy, you killed my son. I want you to pay with blood." Suddenly Gao Shengde stood up, holding the scimitar in his hand tightly, as if he was going to fight for his life.
But at this moment, I heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside.
After a while, a young woman in her thirties came over with more than a dozen bodyguards in black.
"What happened to Shengde?" The young woman glanced at the dead Gao Yuman on the ground. She was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of pride flashed across her face.
"Meimei! Why are you here? You, get out of here quickly." A trace of paleness flashed across Gao Shengde's face, and his eyes fell on the young woman's slightly bulging belly.
However, the young woman glared at Fang Xiaoyu with disdain and said, "Humph! Honey, we have guns, there is no need to be afraid of these people."
After saying that, she took out a pistol from her waist, pointed it at Fang Xiaoyu, and shouted coldly: "Boy, did you kill Mr. Gao?"
"Meimei, please leave quickly! Stop talking. You can't afford to offend this person." Gao Shengde waved to the young woman with a bitter look on his face.
However, the young woman waved her hands disapprovingly and said: "My dear, I will not leave. You are my man. Today, I will vent this bad breath for you."
After saying that, she picked up the pistol and shot Fang Xiaoyu.
"boom!"
The bullet hit Fang Xiaoyu's chest, slightly burning a hole in his clothes, and soon the bullet fell off again.
Fang Xiaoyu clapped his hands lightly with a relaxed expression, and asked with a sneer: "Is there more?"
"Ah! You... you are not even afraid of bullets?" A trace of panic flashed across the young woman's face. Knowing that she had met a master, she smiled bitterly and shouted to Fang Xiaoyu: "I'm sorry!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran outside.
The bodyguards also ran out.
"You run pretty fast!" Fang Xiaoyu sneered and immediately took out his flute. (To be continued)