Chapter 129: The Power of Kong Ming's Feather Fan

Wu Hao had already felt a murderous aura behind him, and instantly turned around and slapped a palm.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Barton's eyes, obviously he didn't expect Wu Hao to have such a sharp perception, but then he sneered, where the fetus touches his pet, it is looking for death, and if it is stained with a little, it will be poisoned, and it cannot be removed.

It's just that he didn't see that when Wu Hao shot it out, there was actually a yellow talisman in his palm.

In an instant, the palm of the hand collided with the black shadow.

"Quack"

A piercing cry resounded through the villa, Wu Hao was intact, but the black shadow emitted thick black smoke, and the cry was also made by it.

At this time, Wu Hao saw clearly what the black shadow that attacked him was, it was a thing like a fish, with a big head, but it was not a fish head, it was more like a human head, but it had a huge mouth and sharp teeth, and at the same time had a tail, as well as two small hands, which was indescribably strange.

Of course, its skin seemed to be rotten, and there was a foul smell coming from it, which was not only disgusting, but also highly toxic.

"Ghost ghost."

Wu Hao's eyes showed a fierce glint.

"I'm amazed that you know my pet."

Barton said with some surprise that a little ghost like the Yin Corpse is evil, so the Head Descending Master generally rarely refines it, let alone exposes it to everyone's sight, so few people recognize it.

"I said it all, your head-lowering technique is just an evil technique that our **** abandoned, why don't I know?"

Wu Hao did know something about the art of lowering the head, and when he was studying ancient feng shui books in his family, he specialized in witchcraft, which included the technique of lowering the head.

This Yin corpse imp is the focus of the book, because this imp is ten times more difficult to refine than the gilded imp, and it is ten times more powerful, of course, it is a pure evil thing, without any benefits.

It is also made of dead fetuses, but the requirements are more demanding, it needs a woman who is pregnant for six months, and then directly gouges out the unviable fetus in the belly, the woman is bled to death, the child is contaminated with the mother's resentment, plus his own resentment, and finally refined with the five poisons.

It usually feeds on women's menstruation and highly poisonous things, so it is extremely poisonous, and no one can survive if it bites it.

This is simply a loss of conscience, and this Patton can be described as a heinous crime.

"It's nonsense, you are looking for death."

Barton also hates Wu Hao, he is most proud of his mentorship in his life, but now Wu Hao keeps saying that this head-lowering technique is a means for **** people to abandon disdain, how can he bear it?

The yin corpse imp is now full of smoke, in fact, he was injured by Wu Hao's talisman, his talisman is specially designed to deal with yin and evil things, in the face of ordinary yin things, this talisman is extremely lethal, but it has no great effect on this yin corpse imp, it can only cause some damage to it, but it can't hurt the root.

The thick black smoke slowly faded, and the yin corpse imp who was injured by Wu Hao's talisman had basically fully recovered, and Barton moved his finger slightly, and it instantly went towards Wu Hao frantically.

This time it was faster, in the air it was like a fish in the water, swimming very flexibly, and instantly arrived in front of Wu Hao, its big mouth opened, and it was about to bite down.

Wu Hao didn't dare to collide with it this time, otherwise the sharp teeth would be able to bite Wu Hao directly and swallow it, and there would not even be any bones left.

Of course, Wu Hao was not stupid, the talisman in his hand was thrown out directly, and at the same time, a feather fan appeared in his hand, which was the feather fan of Zhuge Wuhou that he got last time.

The talisman he threw out was directly attached to the body of the yin corpse imp, and the imp screamed again, and at the same time, the black smoke rose again, but this time it did not retreat directly, but the mouth opened and closed, and a yellow foul-smelling gas erupted, heading straight for Wu Hao.

The distance between Wu Hao and the yin corpse imp is only two steps away, and the yellow gas can envelop Wu Hao in an instant, this is the most powerful attack method of the imp, this gas is highly poisonous, and it will die if it is touched, and the terrible degree is actually comparable to Wu Hao's bones, the gas will instantly make people's skin rot, and at the same time quickly spread throughout the body, it only takes a dozen seconds, the whole body will rot, and within three minutes, a living person will become a rotting corpse, and within five minutes, only bones will be left to rot if the person is rotten.

Wu Hao had seen all of these in books, so he stepped back without hesitation, and at the same time fanned the feather fan in his hand slightly, wanting to drive away these gases.

Just seeing this scene, Barton sneered, that gas is not only useful for the human body, but also has a strong corrosive effect on anything, even if it is steel, it only takes ten seconds, it will be corroded clean, and a broken feather fan will be estimated to turn into slag.

But the result shocked him again.

At the moment when Wu Hao fanned out, a small area of violent wind was formed, like a powerful electric fan, and those yellow gases were directly blown back before they were close at all.

Even if a small amount of gas is touched by the feather fan, it has no effect, but it is the Yin Ghoul Imp, and the gas that is fanned back envelops the Yin Ghoul Imp.

In an instant, the yin corpse ghost began to bleed pus all over his body, originally his body was disgusting enough, but now it is even more disgusting, Zhang Baizi, who has been looking at this side, vomited at the moment, which made her disgusting.

The pus was just the beginning, and then the Yin Corpse Imp began to rot, making it scream incessantly, and it was hard to believe that the Yin Corpse Imp could not withstand the yellow fog released by itself.

Even Barton didn't know what the outcome would be: "How is this possible? ”

He had never tried to use the poison of the Yin Corpse Imp to deal with the Yin Corpse Imp, and in his mind, this thing was spit out of the Yin Corpse Imp's own mouth, and the Yin Corpse Imp himself should not be afraid.

But how did he know, things were the opposite, and he wouldn't have thought that Wu Hao knew about this, so he would kill himself if he did too much injustice.

It's just that Wu Hao was also a little surprised at the moment, but he was not surprised by the matter of the yin corpse ghost, but the feather fan in his hand, this feather fan is simply too easy to use, better than his natal magic weapon compass.

Almost in line with his heart, the sneak attack of the Yin Corpse Imp just now caught him a little off guard, and he took out the feather fan and fanned it out, and one of the thoughts that appeared at that time was to hope that the feather fan could fan those gases back.

But in fact, he didn't have much hope, but the result was that the scene that happened in reality was exactly what he subconsciously thought, and this feather fan was too good.

Is this feather fan the best magic weapon? However, it has been a long time since there has been a superb magic weapon in the feng shui world.

This can't really be Kong Ming's, right?