Chapter 1122 Powerful sixth-level ghost paper master!
In other words, the people living in those thatched houses built by the river turned out to be super supernatural beings who were supposed to be dead!
After their yang life span was over, they actually did not go to the underworld. Instead, they stayed in the Dragon Hidden Valley in the crack of space, and were concentrated and hidden by the zero group.
Thinking of this, Fu Yang felt his scalp numb and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Oh my god! If this is the plan of Zero Group and the country, what kind of huge plan is it? And for what purpose? What is the ultimate overall situation... what does it mean?"
Fu Yang only felt that a huge secret lingered here.
"Could it have something to do with Yami?!
I don't know why... this idea suddenly flashed through his mind. But because there is still a lack of detailed information, he can't guess anything else just by guessing.
At this time, Liang Junzhuan suggested again: "Or... let me, a junior in the sect, stay in Longyin Hall for a while, and then let him out after the elders confirm his loyalty."
Unexpectedly, Wang Feng was still shaking his head: "I disagree. Mr. Liang, you'd better get out of the way. You are a dead person and I am a living person. Even at your peak, you were only slightly better than me. Now... you are not mine. Opponent, why bother to involve yourself? The country and its plan still need you."
The ANBU team leader finally persuaded.
He is getting impatient!
As for Fu Yang...
He was very moved when he saw Liang Jun turning to him, constantly confronting this pretentious criminal from the Zero Group Anbu, and seeming to make huge sacrifices at all costs.
"Daozhang Liang, since Mr. Wang, the pretentious criminal, wants to kill me, I, Fu Yang, am not a soft persimmon! Anyone can pinch me at will. I am very touched by your kindness. I will solve this matter myself."
Fu Yang said, taking a few steps forward.
He walked up to Liang Junzhuan, put his hand on his shoulder, and pulled the old Taoist priest back.
Then he looked at Wang Feng and said indifferently: "Since I debuted, those who want to kill me... have not succeeded yet. Be careful not to bite me, or you will lose your teeth. Silly! I will let you know , the shame and pain of being raped.”
Fu Yang chuckled again, so naughty. He looked like a human version of Mr. Xiong!
He knew that when dealing with such a serious guy, the more he said dirty words, it would probably irritate him. At least he would be disgusted and enthusiastic...
Sure enough, Wang Feng became even more angry.
"When death is imminent, if you talk back, kill!"
Wang Feng took action directly!
Fu Yang was not to be outdone.
He waved the Thousand Fantasy Sword in his hand, sending out sharp and domineering sword energy. In an instant, the sword energy cut vertically and horizontally in a radius of ten meters. The grass and rocks on the ground were all crushed to pieces.
Liang Jun had no choice but to retreat from a distance and watch the two men's fight.
"Hmph! A small skill."
Wang Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly closed his hands in front of his chest with a "pop" sound, and the two pieces of paper came together in his palms. Then, like a goddess scattering flowers, countless paper scraps flew out, each piece was about the size of a palm, forming a spherical shape. The barrier protects him within it.
The sword energy of Fu Yang's Thousand Illusion Swords made a clanging sound when it was cut on it, and it actually made a sound like metal!
It was obviously just scraps of paper, but I didn't expect it to be so strong.
Wang Feng's eyes were also very sharp. He keenly caught the opportunity for Fu Yang to display his sword skills, and then took action again.
He reached forward with both hands and pushed suddenly. Whoosh!!!
The two pieces of paper flew out at the same time and folded into two flying knives halfway. They stabbed Fu Yang's throat and heart at the same time.
snort!
Fu Yang let out a cold snort from his nose, and the ghost power inside his body began to circulate. A layer of fine black scales suddenly appeared on the skin on the surface of his throat and heart!
Dangdang!
Two harsh metal collision sounds.
Two paper flying knives stabbed into the black scales formed by the power of the ghost.
Click...
The scales cracked in response, and the huge force sent Fu Yang flying backwards for more than ten meters. He finally managed to stabilize his body in the air, and then he landed on the ground and staggered a few steps.
Then he coughed twice!
It can be seen that this paper flying knife is very powerful - 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 with the accelerator pedal pressed to the bottom.
Fu Yang used the scales of ghost power to block the sharp thrust of the flying knife, but the huge impact still knocked him away and he suffered a slight injury.
"This bastard guy is really strong!"
Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
"Hmph! It would be a joke if I, the sixth-level Mingzhi Master, can't beat you, Si Lu Zhenren."
Wang Feng strode forward with an unruly expression.
That’s right!
As the captain of the first team of the ANBU of the Zero Group of the Dragon Hidden Valley, he is a sixth-level underworld master. In terms of cultivation level, he is equivalent to the early stage of the Liulunzhenren. He is worse than the leader of the third group of the Wanshen Sect.
Wutian needs to be even stronger.
Fu Yang's pupils suddenly narrowed.
However, he still sprayed: "What did I say? It's so cool. It turns out you are a level 6 guy? I thought you were a level 3 guy. You are the kind of level 3 guy who specializes in shooting sex. His actions are much shyer than those of the island country."
The actor in the film is not much better. Hahaha."
He laughed as he said it himself.
Wang Feng was really furious now!
A trace of blush flashed across his face, and he said angrily: "Damn it! The dignified head of the zero group, Taoist Silu Zhenren, actually uttered obscene words. It is simply embarrassing."
Wang Feng said, ready to be cruel!
After all, the longer time passes, the more troublesome things will become if the three "officers" surrounding the large bronze basin in Longyin Hall find out.
What's more, he was really angry with Fu Yang!
The leader of the dignified Zero Group ANBU stationed in the ghost city of Longyin Valley in Purple Mountain was actually compared by Fu Yang to an actor in that kind of movie? Who can bear it!
"In my name, in the name of the paper master. Summon! The underworld ghost messenger, the bull-headed horse face, the pen-wielding judge... black and white are impermanent!"
Wow.
A large amount of ghost paper flew out of Wang Feng's clothes and turned into small ghost paper figures in the air. They had different images, but they all exuded strange and tyrannical mana fluctuations.
Then, in less than a tenth of a second, these small paper figures quickly grew in size, seemingly breaking through the barrier of space and communicating with some powerful beings in the underworld.
at last……
DONG DONG DONG!!!
All the enlarged paper figures landed on the ground, making a sound like flesh and blood falling to the ground. They turned into officials of all levels in the underworld with different shapes - but they were all in the form of paper figures.
And all of this is completed in less than a second. (Fourth update)