Zhang Zheng and his two younger brothers huddled in the corner of the sofa, almost vomiting out yellow bile.
It was Ah Huang who felt sorry for the three of them, so he casually cast a simple "healing spell" to prevent them from becoming too weak.
"Kill! Only by killing him can we survive!"
"Now is the time!"
"The Pantheon is invincible!"
While Fu Yang was in a daze when he knew they were actually men, a trace of murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the five demons at the same time. Then they moved together!
They are very fast and cooperate well.
In less than half a second, Fu Yang was surrounded.
At the same time, a bloody light shot out from the heads of the five people, and then exploded with a pop...
Explosive Blood Talisman!!!
This is one of the secret methods used by the Pantheon Cult to control its followers. And at critical moments, even if you risk half of your life, you can become stronger!
The five demons' skinny and dark bodies had a bloody halo flowing around them, and their auras surged.
Moreover, their two arms actually began to deform from the inside of the bones, turning into two "bone knives" wrapped in tough skin, slashing towards Fu Yang!
Looking at this tiger's powerful posture, if he is hit, he will probably be able to drink a pot.
"Hmph! You haven't even reached the realm of real people, just a few mages? What if you use the blood-exploding talisman? I, Fu Yang, can kill them with one hand!"
Fu Yang's domineering attitude is revealed.
He raised his right hand high and then clenched it into a fist.
Word by word: ghost, Tao, control, spirit, boxing!
Boom!
Based on the "giant punch" summoned by Maoshan's divine summoning technique, the black ghost power swarmed up and covered the package. The huge black metal fist shadow was connected to Fu Yang's own real right arm.
"Get out of my way!"
Fu Yang waved his black metal fist,
It just turned around in a circle.
A 360-degree sweeping attack!
The five monsters from the Ten Thousand Gods Cult, whose strength surged after using the blood-exploding talisman, brandished "bone knives" and rushed to kill Fu Yang. They were hit by the Ghost Spirit Controlling Punch, and a series of dull sounds rang out.
Bang bang bang!
The five embarrassed figures immediately flew out.
Some of them hit the wall and stuck to it like a piece of cake.
Some of them hit the glass table and shattered directly, causing a clatter and glass shards to fall to the ground.
Some of them flew in the direction of Master Xiong, and were shot directly from behind by this guy with a foot-long blood-red demonic energy, which penetrated his body and died...
All in all, Fu Yang's Ghost Dao Spirit Controlling Fist was launched.
With one punch, all five demons were defeated! Just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, they didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.
Even using the Explosive Blood Talisman was of no use.
"It's so cool! It's amazing. My old classmate is so fierce. How can I not see Mount Tai? I can't see Mount Everest."
A trace of fanatical admiration flashed in Zhang Zheng's eyes...
At this moment, he suddenly felt that being a big boss in business, being rich and powerful didn't seem so important anymore. Compared with the power he had, it was nothing.
Not only him, but also Ah Huang's pupils suddenly tightened as soon as Fu Yang's ghostly spirit-controlling fist was released.
There was a huge wave in my heart.
"This is... Fusion Taoist Technique!!!"
Ah Huang, although his master Xianyun is very irresponsible and spends very little time teaching him. But after all, he is a disciple of the Taoist giant Longhu Mountain, and he has much broader knowledge than Fu Yang, a pure native of Yeluzi.
Although it was the first time for him to see Fu Yang perform the "Ghost Dao Spirit Controlling Fist", he clearly felt that it was a fusion of two different schools of Taoism.
Maoshan Taoism of the Fulu lineage, and the power of the mysterious Ghost Tao sect!
blend into each other.
During the half year in Longhu Mountain, Ah Huang visited the "Book Collection Pavilion" within the sect several times. He read a lot of information that only the great sects with thousands of years of heritage knew.
For example, regarding the fusion of Taoism...
The fusion of Taoism from different schools creates more new Taoism. Although it is not necessarily stronger, the emphasis is on "new", "strange" and "unpredictable".
Those who can integrate Taoism from different schools are either real people with extremely high magic power, heavenly masters, or people with extraordinary talents.
Of course, this does not mean that the fusion of Taoism is more powerful than the Taoism of a single school.
This represents a tireless search for truth and is a symbol of strength and talent!
Of course, Fu Yang himself probably didn't know so many twists and turns. He didn't know that there was a professional definition for this type of spell in Taoism.
He just felt that this seemed better, so he fumbled and tried...
"Little Yoko is indeed a genius in Taoism! The first time he learned to draw talismans with me, I was petrified. Even though he was still in the realm of a mage, he could cast spells in the air like Master Sanlu without borrowing talismans. Now,
He can also use the Taoist fusion ability that only Liu Lu Zhenren and above possess. Damn, this is the real monster!"
Ah Huang shook his head and sighed.
Master Xiong saw that he was a little depressed, so he patted his butt with his little paws and comforted him: "Young man Huang, don't be too depressed. You are not bad either. I can feel it. Although you haven't been admitted for the second time yet, if
If you work hard, ordinary Erlu Zhenren may not be your opponent."
"Master Xiong, I'm very happy that you can comfort me... But can you stop patting my butt with your paws when you talk? I'm very scared. I'm worried that you will do this to my little anus at any time... Ah
Damn it! It’s really embarrassing.”
Ah Huang stared at the dead fat cat angrily.
But Mr. Xiong jumped from the sofa to the floor while humming a little tune.
"Boy Fu, I'm done with my pretense. I'm going to see if these dog-like monsters are of any use. After all, no matter how kind I am, I'm still a monster at heart. The evil arts practiced by monsters may be the same as mine.
Demonic spirits have something in common..."
It moved its two short legs and carried its two furry paws behind its back. Like an old man, it went to check out the demons of the Pantheon Cult who were basically half-dead, and sensed the evil methods they practiced.
I don’t know what I am muttering to myself.
It was probably of no use, so I just looked at the fat cat's claws and got rid of them all. Then he turned around and shouted at Ah Huang.
"Hey! Mr. Huang, come and help me. You Longhushan Taoists are good at using fire. Burn these corpses. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to scare ordinary people."
Ah Huang could only reluctantly go over and cast the Dragon Tiger Mountain Fire Talisman, and directly burn the corpses of these demons from the Ten Thousand Gods Sect to ashes with Taoist fire.
At this time, Fu Yang had already walked in front of Zhang Zheng.
Looking at him huddled in the corner like a quail, he smiled. (Fourth update! There will be no extra updates today or tomorrow, Lao Wu, take a break, the weekend will break out)! --flag010--