Obviously, the "wall of air" that automatically blocked Wei Chai was a psychic spell!
???It’s very similar to Sanlu Zhenren’s “Gang Qi Body Protector”.
???Such a spell cannot be obtained automatically. It must come from practice!
???Belongs to the lineage of psychics, formal cultivation methods and spells.
???To be precise, the guy in front of him was the first real "psychic" Fu Yang had ever seen - he didn't expect that he was actually a Thai.
??? Fatty Wei Guai couldn't pounce at first glance, so he could only hold his big fat face with both hands, looking pitiful. He said: "Brother, how many letters have I written to you in the past few years?"
No? You won’t even come back. My brother thought you didn’t want to see me anymore. Wow, I’m so miserable... I’m beaten by ghosts every day.”
???This damn fat guy’s acting skills are so good that he sheds tears whenever he wants.
???Fu Yang thinks that if he enters the film industry, he might be able to win an Oscar if he works hard!
???The powerful psychic just looked at Weichai coldly, and said in a cold voice: "My brother is actually a pseudo-psychic. It is already embarrassing enough. He still has the nerve to talk about being beaten by ghosts.
Son? But you are my brother after all. This time you come out of the mountains of Chiang Mai and go to Bangkok. By the way, you should deal with all the monsters and monsters that have bullied you."
???As he spoke, his sharp eyes looked at Puffy with murderous intent.
???Well……
??? Fatty Weichai quickly advised him: "Brother, don't always shout and kill me. As for this kid, although he usually bullies me, he still doesn't kill me. Just teach him a lesson."
, like hanging him up and beating him, etc. Don’t make him lose his mind."
???His big fat face smiled like a big chrysanthemum.
???Fu Yang chuckled inwardly. It seemed that although he was a little shameless, he still had a good heart. It's just that his brother seemed to be a bit pretentious.
???You don’t even take a powerful supernatural being like yourself here at all?
???So, Fu Yang spoke.
???Facing this kind of pretentious criminal, he naturally wouldn't have a good look. He also put on the "little prince of pretentiousness" aura, folding his arms with both hands and holding a toothpick left over from the fast food in his mouth.
Son.
???Bared his teeth at the middle-aged psychic and said: "Hey, who are you? What's your name? Why do you feel so awesome when you appear? But aren't you a little too domineering?
Beating a dog depends on the owner. Am I so ignored by you?"
???Fu Yang's tone was also stern.
??? Fatty Wei Guai saw this, and his face was a little tangled. He quickly smoothed things over: "Oh, this master. This is my brother, Wei Meng. He is a truly powerful psychic. We should have something in common with you.
When it comes to language, don’t use tit-for-tat. Don’t you Chinese people have a saying that...everyone regards peace as the most precious thing, and peace as the most precious thing? Haha.”
???Fu Yang shrugged: "I don't want to either. It's because your brother is too pretentious. If you don't agree with me, you will kill someone... Oh no, it's to kill ghosts. Although this fluffy thing seems to scare people, it is also
Sin. But sin does not lead to death.”
???After listening to his words, the mighty eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, and a terrifying light radiated from them.
???Then he said word for word: "All ghosts...should be killed!"
???The momentum was very strong, and he was so showy that he was so frightened that he shrank his neck.
???When Fu Yang heard this, he was even more unhappy!
???All ghost types?
???His own wife Wei Ke is a ghost king!
???"Hey, buddy, you are not pretending to be cool. Be careful if you fail to show off, you will get fucked. Your name is Mighty? Is it Mr. Mighty who washes the toilet? Hahaha."
???Fu Yang laughed first as he said it.
??? Fatty Wei Guai had a black line. He realized that this "master" from China seemed a little bit serious.
Hearing Fu Yang's words, his mighty expression suddenly changed. A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, piercing Fu Yang like a sharp sword.
Like electricity generated in the void, two sharp transparent air scars appeared. From where he stood, they extended very quickly in the direction of Fu Yang!
This means he has taken action out of anger.
"Hmph! Isn't this too domineering? You use magic attacks whenever you disagree with me. Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?!"
Fu Yang snorted coldly, and with the same power of running the ghost path, his eyes instantly turned as black as ink. Two sharp spells shot out from his eyes, heading towards the powerful two sharp spells.
Sonorous!!!
Two sharp "eyes", one black and one white, were like two pairs of sharp swords, violently colliding and fighting in the air, making a harsh and sharp metal sound.
Sometimes in novels written by ordinary people, exaggerated rhetoric is used to describe the collision of two eyes, and sparks appear!
But at this moment, Fu Yang and this psychic named Wei Meng were actually fighting in the air with their eyes turned into sharp swords! And a large number of sparks were splashed in the air, as if someone was there.
It's like forging iron, and there's a hot breath...
Faced with such a scene.
Wei Guai and Peng Song both showed horrified expressions. Their eyes were widened and their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't close them for a long time.
"Holy shit! It's so fierce, so fierce. I didn't expect this foreigner to be so awesome. He can be as good as my brother. He's evenly matched."
Wei Guai murmured to himself.
Because in his opinion, his brother is already unimaginably strong! In fact, since childhood, Wei Cai has admired his brother who is a true psychic practitioner. He did not expect that this young foreign supernatural power
He was actually able to fight with Mighty immediately and became inseparable.
As for Fluffy, he was extremely shocked! At the same time, An An was shocked: "Oh my god! Fortunately, I was not too arrogant towards this foreign powerhouse before and chose to surrender in time. Otherwise... I can't imagine it!"
Fu Yang and Wei Meng's eyes stirred up fire in the air, and it continued to expand, frightening Wei Chai and Peng Fong into running around in embarrassment, howling and screaming. They were like a pair of brothers in distress.
at last……
boom!!!
There was a violent explosion, and the actual mana radiating from Fu Yang and Wei Meng's eyes exploded.
Both of them staggered back a few steps at the same time, then stood still and closed their eyes. Their chests rose and fell, as if they were consuming some energy. Then they opened them again at the same time.
"Hmph! It seems that there are indeed some tricks. No wonder he is so arrogant."
The psychic spoke.
Ha?! Am I arrogant?!
Fu Yang looked confused. He suddenly felt that his status as a pretentious little prince had been challenged. So he also said in a sarcastic tone: "A mere mana level is equivalent to a psychic around the Three Lu Masters of China. If it is
My magic power is intact and I can easily destroy you with one move!"
Fu Yang's expression was unruly. (Only Chapter 3 today)