"Yes." After checking Xiaoji, he glanced at Nie Feng, and the smile on his face became even more treacherous.

"That's ......" he deliberately dragged out his words, glancing around the room, his raised finger slowly and suddenly changing direction, pointing at the drunkard old man, "It's him, Lord Fasheng, this man actually wants to murder you." ”

"What?" The drunkard screamed.

"What the hell is going on?" This sudden change made the Fa Sheng a little unexpected. Zha Xiaoji should be an old drunkard, why is it the other way around now.

The drunkard reacted, stepped forward and grabbed Zha Xiaoji, and was about to slap him in the head.

"Hey, Master Wine, now is not the time to kill people, don't you want to prove it? There's never been a better time to do it. The hand that was about to hit Zha Xiaoji's face was grabbed by Nie Feng.

There was a certain distance between them, but it was really surprising that they appeared here so suddenly.

But these are not for the drunkard to consider, what he is currently thinking about is how to break this situation back.

"Zha Xiaoji, you stinky boy dare to do this, don't forget, who gave you today." The drunkard began to dig up old accounts.

It's a pity that it's no longer good, as soon as Zha Xiaoji heard this, he sneered and said, "You brute, you're embarrassed to say it." only knows how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, if it weren't for Lao Tzu who has been helping you do things, what ability would you have to climb to this position today. ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the reaction of the old drunken ghost, and turned to face Fa Shengdao: "Lord Fa Sheng, I have been asking to see you. It's an honor to finally have today, but I didn't expect it to be in such a situation, it's really rude. As he spoke, he bowed to the Fa Sheng again.

But before his knees touched the ground, he saw that something was holding him up. Nie Feng was stunned when he saw this scene. Because I didn't see that Fa Sheng's hand touched Zha Xiaoji, but it made the other party unable to touch the ground.

Could it be that this Fa Saint is a person in the same path as himself, Nie Feng thought of this possibility, and his heart sank.

If that's the case, Frankenstein told him before that there are many people who are still cultivating, and this thing is true.

Thinking of this possibility, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried, which meant that his enemies would hide huge strength in the future, and his current body and strength would not be able to compete at all.

But so what, as long as he wanted to, nothing could stop him from moving forward. Whoever provokes him will never let him have any hope of surviving for a long time.

He will become stronger, turning his hands into a pair of sharp blades, slicing the flesh of his enemies with one blade.

After having such a thought in his heart, he didn't feel anything when he looked at Fa Sheng. On the contrary, I was a little curious about whether this person cultivated the same Yin Qi as his own.

But it seems that it is impossible, because the yin qi in his body is not stupid.

"If you are telling the truth today, then this Dharma Saint is about to make your dream come true and promote you to a mage without exception."

Hearing the news, Zha Xiaoji laughed so hard that the little cock almost fell off, and the little chicken nodded like a peck of rice.

But in this case, it is a sharp weapon for the drunkard old man, stabbing and bleeding from his body one by one, and even his intestines are pulled out.

"Lord Fa Sheng, you are so wise and powerful, don't listen to him. This kid was originally a scoundrel, and when I picked it up from the streets, he was kicked out for betraying his previous master. It is conceivable that such a person has no credibility in what he says. The drunkard was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, pulling the clothes of the Fa Sheng, and kept shouting and making a fuss.

Fa Sheng lowered his head, his pair of gloomy green eyes, and he glanced at it, and the old drunkard's movements seemed to be frozen.

Sweat began to flutter out, lips moved a few times, and hands tried to slowly take it back. But halfway through, something flashed by.

With a snap, a severed hand fell to the ground, drenched in blood.

"Ahh The drunkard screamed, and his severed arm shot out a column of blood, spraying into the face of Zha Xiaoji next to him.

Zha Xiaoji was stunned, his eyes closed, and he trembled with fear.

And Fa Sheng, as if nothing had happened, said lightly: "Old drunkard, I have known about your crime for a long time, and I have reminded you many times. But on the contrary, you have intensified your efforts, and you are not playing this Fa Holy as a monkey. ”

Boom, the Fa Sheng threw something on the ground, and then a sound came out.

"Ouch, my master of wine, you are so brave. People will be happy with you in the future. It was a woman's voice, coupled with the coquettishness that was deliberately pretended, and when I heard it, I knew that these two people were doing something unscrupulous.

When the wine master heard this, he ignored the pain of his broken arm and threw himself over to cover the thing with his body.

But before he was halfway through his movements, something grabbed him his thigh.

There was a bang, blood splattered out again, and a few pieces of minced meat fell to the ground.

The drunken old man's thigh was immediately covered with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and it was the iron claw that Fa Sheng used to make this qiē.

And the thing that made the voice continued, "Haha, my beauty, if I succeed in that thing in a few days, you will be more prosperous and rich with me." ”

The woman asked what was going on, so the words in the next video completely made the drunkard die without a place to bury.

"I'm going to exchange one thing for a high position, and then I'll see who else dares to look down on me."

Then the woman asked again, "What about the Fa Sheng?"

"Haha, that idiot is a fart, as long as I succeed, Lao Tzu can still trample him under his feet." “

Then the woman just said all kinds of things like "You're amazing", and the two began to turn around again.

It turned out that Fa Sheng already had this thing in his hands, so it was no wonder that a few words from Cha Xiaoji and Frankenstein made him break his trust in the drunkard.

"Lord Fa Sheng, someone must have framed me, I never said what it said, don't believe it."

The drunkard kowtowed again, but it didn't work at all.

Fa Sheng didn't say a word, just flicked his sleeves, and a huge air flow popped out from it, and an invisible qi knife hit the drunkard in the abdomen.

The whole person is like a kite off the string, flying straight into the air.

Pong, another statue was shattered, but this time the drunkard couldn't stand up at all, his neck was crooked, his eyes were staring and his breath was broken, and his abdomen was stuck on the other side of the statue, and the blood quickly stained the white statue red, and the smell of fish irritated everyone's nose.

It was only a matter of a moment, and there was no speech in the room, all of them were shocked by this scene.

When nothing had happened, the Fa Sage walked in front of Zha Xiaoji, "Clean up the body in the shortest possible time." ”

Zha Xiaoji sighed, but a pair of green eyes of the Shangfa Saint didn't dare to say anything more, and walked in front of the body of the wine master.

To get the body up from the statue, you have to find a way to pull it down.

Zha Xiaoji endured fear and nausea, and just pressed slightly on the two feet of the drunken old man.

With a click, the upper part of the drunken old ghost cracked directly and fell to the ground, while Zha Xiaoji was holding on to his lower body.

Those intestines, livers, and other things were connected to the lower body and fell to the ground.

"Ahh Frightened by this scene, Zha Xiaoji's eyes widened, and then he fainted.

"Hmph, rubbish." Obviously, Fa Sheng was not satisfied with this at all, snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at Nie Feng.

"Listen, you will sit in the position of the drunkard in the future." Before he could react, he turned to look at Frankenstein and said, "I need a biological weapon." ”

Frankenstein looked at the tragic situation over there, and was a little speechless for a while, until he came to his senses for a while.

"I need time."

Fa Sheng's footsteps moved, "Okay, what else?" ”

"And this lad." Frankenstein pointed at Nie Feng.

Fa Sheng glanced at him, and finally nodded, "Give you a week, if you can't see it, then your fate will be like this." ”

When passing by a statue, the sleeves of the Fa Sheng's coat flicked, and the statue, which was originally as hard as iron, suddenly made a binding sound and shattered into slag. Then the Fa Sage was gone, leaving him with Frankenstein, and the kid who wanted to be unkind to Frankenstein.

"Congratulations to Master Nie, congratulations to Master Nie." That kid was very clever, and as soon as the people left, he would immediately come and pat Nie Feng's ass.

But he wasn't one to listen to this, so he glared at the kid and said, "Get out." ”

The kid was startled by his eyes, so he had to touch his nose and get out.

"Let's go, talk somewhere else." Nie Feng saw that Frankenstein wanted to speak, and his eyes motioned for him to follow him.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, walked to a remote place, listened to the repeated confirmation that no one was there, and then began to talk to Frankenstein.

"You stinky boy, fortunately I was calm enough just now, otherwise I would have been slapped to death by that poison." Frankenstein grumbled.

"Don't talk about that, old monster. Is the Fa Sheng a cultivator? ”

When Frankenstein heard this, he was stunned for a few seconds, looked behind him, and said mysteriously: "Since you already have the answer to this matter, there is no need to ask me again." ”

Sure enough, his heart sank, "Why is it different from me?" ”

Frankenstein looked at him strangely and said, "I don't know what you are, how can I know why you are different from him?" ”

That's right, his face condensed, and the premonition that wasn't so good just now was even stronger now.

"Let me come." When he was distracted, the old monster grabbed his hand and put two fingers on his elbow, testing for something.

"You." Frankenstein looked at him in amazement.

"Any questions?"

"Born with a yin body." Frankenstein's eyes were conflicted when he said this, as if he was frightened and excited.

This made him even more confused, and he was about to continue to ask, when someone came.