Chapter 1241 Blood: Spells and firearms are mixed on the battlefield!
"Holy shit! A battlefield... This place has actually become a modern battlefield?! It's kind of cool."
Ah Huang was dumbfounded, looking at the mercenary team that had begun a fierce exchange of fire in front of him!
It's like watching the most realistic war movie!
And there are absolutely no special effects. It is the most realistic, direct and exciting battlefield.
My heart is filled with a passion and desire to fight.
Fu Yang patted Ah Huang on the shoulder: "Yes! In the past, we all felt excited when we watched some Hollywood war blockbusters. This time, let's experience it ourselves."
Ah Huang chuckled: "Besides... we are using metaphysics, Taoism, and technological weapons to fight against each other. It's even more exciting when you think about it! I'll go first, little Yoko. Let's see who of us can kill more enemies."
As the idiot said this, a ball of blazing flames appeared all over his body, and he rushed towards the chaotic battlefield ahead.
"Damn! You're such a joke. If you make yourself look like a little fireman, won't you provide the enemy with a more obvious target?"
Fu Yang was speechless for a while and covered his face with his hands.
But Ah Huang had already rushed out like a runaway mad dog, and it was too late to stop him.
really!
Just as Fu Yang guessed, in the Forest of Bones where the sight was not very good to begin with, a flaming thing like Ah Huang rushed into the battlefield and of course immediately attracted most of the firepower.
Jingle, jingle, jingle.
There was the sound of a series of bullets hitting metal, and Ah Huang's shouts.
This guy obviously used the magic sword in his hand and combined with his fire magic to barely resist the joint attacks of several mercenary soldiers from the other side.
"Fake! Are you blind? Why are they all shooting at me! Damn it."
Ah Huang felt speechless.
But fortunately, he attracted some firepower by being so pretentious and high-profile, providing several mercenary soldiers around him with the opportunity to smoothly eliminate each other.
The leader among them happened to be Ah Hu, whom we had chatted with a few times before. He probably couldn’t stand it any longer, so he kindly reminded me.
"This great wizard, your whole body is ignited with flames. It's really... too high-profile. Ahem. It's because the enemy is not blind that they rush to direct their fire at you."
Ahu couldn't help but smile.
"I see!"
Ah Huang slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.
Fu Yang, who had already rushed to the side, burst into tears again: Why was my childhood so retarded?!
In this hot weapon battlefield full of various firearms, the real role of the supernatural powerhouse is not to fight hard against these mercenary soldiers - that would be unwise.
But a sneak attack!
Possessing powerful spells and five senses that are far beyond those of ordinary people. In the dark forest of bones, killing the enemy mysteriously is the real way to use the supernatural power.
Apparently...
Those Japanese Onmyoji on the other side thought so too!
So when Fu Yang entered this chaotic battlefield filled with various hot weapons, he immediately saw two of his own mercenary soldiers beside him suddenly being attacked by two vine-like black poisonous hands sticking out from the ground, like
A poisonous snake instantly wrapped around his legs.
Then suddenly pulled!
Poof! The terrifying muffled sound of human flesh and blood being torn apart was heard.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Accompanied by the mercenaries' shrill screams, their legs had turned into pieces of meat and bones and fell nearby. Of course, they could no longer continue the attack. The submachine guns in their hands fell to the ground, leaving only their upper bodies.
Move on the ground.
"Damn it!"
Fu Yang's heart trembled when he saw this scene. After all, he was from his own side, so he was a little touched by such a terrifying attack.
"Maoshan Healing Curse!"
Fu Yang instantly drew two talismans in the air and punched them out. They were printed on the backs of the two mercenary soldiers, and the fractures in their legs immediately stopped bleeding. They were still healing, with some tiny granulations growing.
"You two should quickly find a way to hide and try to save your lives."
Fu Yang told him that he didn't have time to do anything more. What's more, this is a cruel battlefield!
Everyone is fighting for life and death, and he can't help but care too much. Being able to do this is already the limit.
Of course, the other party was already moved to tears...
Pfft, pfft!
Those two vine-like black poisonous hands actually took the initiative to attack Fu Yang.
"Hmph! How dare a mere Japanese kid do something to me?"
Fu Yang snorted coldly and did not dodge at all. His heart was beating violently, and the power of ghost energy surged through his body. His hands had already changed.
A layer of fine black scales as hard as cast iron spread from the palm to the elbow! The entire forearm turned into a half-human, half-animal form.
This is also the ability Fu Yang gained after he became more and more familiar with the use of ghost power.
Partial animalization!
In fact, this is also a special display form of "Ghost Path Wild Armor".
Bah.
Fu Yang's two scaly hands grabbed the poisonous ivy that was sweeping towards him, and then pulled it violently. It was torn into two pieces and was thrown to the ground, twisting like a snake.
He opened his mouth again and spit out a black air ball composed of ghost power. When it hit it, it immediately turned into powder.
Obviously, this thing should be a Japanese Onmyoji shikigami.
After being killed so neatly by Fu Yang, the shrill screams of a Japanese kid could be heard from behind a big tree not far away - it seemed like this shikigami was related to him?
Of course Fu Yang will not let him go!
Swish, swish, swish...
The area of his legs from the soles of his feet to his knees, that is, his calves, were instantly covered with a layer of black scales as hard as steel. As a result, Fu Yang's movement speed instantly increased!
The screaming Japanese Onmyoji only saw a flash of black shadow in front of his eyes, and Fu Yang had already arrived in front of him. His right hand penetrated his chest!
His eyes widened and he wanted to ask for help, but no sound came out.
Fu Yang suddenly exerted force and threw his gradually cold body high into the sky.
Claws of Ghost Path!
A huge clawed shadow of a mysterious beast rose into the sky, instantly turning the Japanese Onmyoji's body into powder.
"Okay! Successfully killed a powerful supernatural being on the other side."
Fu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
Judging from the strength of the opponent's shikigami just now, it is almost the early stage of Sanlu Zhenren. Although he is still strong, he has almost no resistance against the current Fu Yang.
Especially after being approached by Fu Yang at extremely high speed, I was ready to let him slaughter me. (End of Chapter 3)