Chapter 112 Maoshan Taoism, the finger of the giant
"It's just a cat, I want you to die!!!"
Tu Kacha was also forced to panic, and he actually used Flying Head Drop regardless.
The entire head, along with a long list of internal organs, flew out of the body and rushed towards Mr. Xiong.
"Why are you still standing there, Mr. Fu? Hurry up and take these troublesome people away!"
Mr. Xiong roared, then meowed and pounced forward, fighting with Tu Kacha's flying head!
From the current point of view, Mr. Xiong's strength should be about the same as Tuka, maybe slightly higher. But it is difficult to defeat him in a short period of time...
Fu Yang gritted his teeth.
Turn around and run towards Tang Li.
"Mr. Tang, you have seen the situation here. I'm afraid you can't help for the time being. Take these bosses and leave quickly! I'm going to help Mr. Xiong, uh, that big fat cat."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Tang Li suddenly grabbed his hand.
"What about you? You can come with us."
This cold and charming female CEO, who was usually fierce and resolute, rarely showed her tender side at this time. She grabbed Fu Yang's hand and spoke in an almost pleading tone.
Fu Yang was stunned.
"Mr. Tang, I can't leave that guy behind. Leave quickly! It's too late if you don't leave."
After saying that, Fu Yang suddenly yelled at the other wealthy businessmen who were huddled in the corner. These people were also determined people. They thanked Fu Yang repeatedly and then pulled Tang Li away.
After all, people who can reach this social status may be shocked when they see Taoist fighting, but they will not completely lose their ability to think. They know very well that staying here will only be a burden. Moreover, they are also the target of this conspiracy...
Seeing all the bosses running out of the VIP hall, Fu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking back, I saw Mr. Xiong and Tu Kacha fighting fiercely, and immediately joined the battle...
"Boss Fu, why didn't you leave?"
"I heard that Master Jiangtou likes to bake and eat fat things. I'm worried about you, so I'll come back and have a look."
"Fuck your sister..."
One person and one cat, bickering and fighting Tu Kacha!
Fu Yang felt that this guy's flying head seemed to be flying harder than last time. The surface of the internal organs connected under the head had become harder, and he was afraid that he had secretly sucked human blood again.
Mr. Xiong's claws are indeed sharp enough. Once he is caught, he will leave a bloody trace. The pain makes Tukacha scream in pain - after all, it is his own internal organs!
"Hundred flowers are flying down!!!"
He once again performed a terrifying evil spell, and a large cloud of red blood mist emerged from all around Feitou, filling a large area.
The tables and chairs in the VIP hall corroded immediately after being contaminated even a little bit, which is really scary.
In the blood mist, there were faces of fuzzy ghosts whose heads were rising and falling, and they were making horrifying screams...
"Master Xiong, be careful. The hundreds of flowers flying down are very scary, and those blood mist and ghost heads are even more shocking."
Fu Yang warned loudly, fearing that Mr. Xiong would go too far and accidentally get contaminated by the blood mist and ghost heads.
The fat cat avoided and complained disdainfully: "I'm afraid of you! These barbarian magics are just a few superficial lessons learned from my Chinese southern border magics. What the hell are you trying to do? They're obviously the art of tricking ghosts.
A simplified version. So stupid..."
The art of tricking ghosts?
Fu Yang was shocked. Hearing this name, he felt very domineering.
But having said that, Mr. Xiong still moved around quickly, being very careful to avoid being contaminated by the highly corrosive blood mist. His fat and round body was like a ball, bouncing around the whole room, making Serious
The atmosphere is a bit funny.
woo woo woo woo……
Baihua Feitou descended and released wailing ghost heads one by one, carrying heavy blood mist to attack Mr. Xiong.
Tu Kacha also knows that the biggest threat now is this weird cat demon that can only speak human language. As for Fu Yang, it's nothing to worry about if it's a small fight!
So he focused all his energy on fighting with Mr. Xiong. Fu Yang's sneak attack and released spells and spells from behind were all blocked by the ghost-headed blood mist.
"It's a fool! This thing is really difficult to deal with. If Mr. Xiong is really strong, he can kill such a thing with just a breath."
Mr. Xiong was chased by Bai Hua Feitou and was jumping up and down in the room. From time to time, he subconsciously let out an exasperated "meow, meow, meow" sound, and he did not forget to brag.
It’s really become an instinct to show off!
Ouch.
Mr. Xiong accidentally jumped onto a chair, but was crushed over because he was too fat and heavy.
With a splat, it fell to the carpet.
Tu Ka Chai was overjoyed when he saw this!
"Die!"
This guy opened his mouth and sprayed, and a large cloud of blood mist and four or five ghost heads rushed over.
Mr. Xiong!!!
Fu Yang was so nervous behind him that he lifted a coffee table with all his strength, threw it and smashed it against the damn thing.
But Tu Ka Cha didn't know how to move his head at all. He lowered his head and lowered the disgusting intestines attached to it. The internal organs rolled back like octopus tentacles and firmly caught the coffee table thrown by Fu Yang. It was counterattacked again.
Throw it back!
He was so frightened that he quickly ran away.
"Meow! Silly, stupid master, I got angry and decided to stuff a twenty-pound catfish into your anus!"
Mr. Xiong roared and grabbed hard with two furry little paws at the same time.
Two three-foot-long gray claw shadows appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the blood mist and ghost heads. After directly crushing them all, the power was not yet complete, and they continued to rush towards the Tu Ka Chai behind...
Stab!
He cut off the two large intestines that were as hard as steel and fell to the ground with a bang. A stench with the smell of blood immediately filled the air...
"Damn, it stinks! What the hell do you eat on a daily basis?"
Mr. Xiong covered his nose in disgust. Then he shouted to Fu Yang behind him: "It's time for the boy to do his best, and he is still standing there drying his hair. Do you have a big move?"
"have!"
"Okay, I'll contain it and you prepare."
Mr. Xiong said as he rushed forward to fight Feitou Jiang again.
Tukacha's intestines were cut into two parts, and he suffered a heartbreaking pain.
However, since you dare to practice this terrifying flying head drop, you naturally have some methods to prevent bleeding and pain relief when you are injured. The two intestines actually healed on their own and retracted into a pile of internal organs to hide...
"Urgent like a law, Sanqing gives me power! Maoshan Summoning Talisman·One finger of the giant spirit!"
Because of Master Xiong's restraint, Fu Yang had a relatively long preparation time, and this time he finished reciting the entire spell.
At the same time, two talisman papers drawn with cinnabar were held between his two hands and crossed on his chest.
And every time he pronounced a word, a halo of light flickered along the talisman lines drawn with cinnabar on the talisman paper.
Finally, there was a strong wind within a foot away from him, whistling and blowing the curtains next to him!
Giant Spirit Finger is a relatively famous offensive Taoist technique in Maoshan!
It stands to reason that only a real person can use it after being conferred, but Fu Yang just used it...