"Who was I at the time, it turned out to be your group of devils who like to do some stealing and touching dogs." Wang Fusheng stood up, and the blood of the cold fish on his right arm was quickly absorbed by his body. The red arm slowly returned to its normal color, and Wang Fusheng looked at the person standing opposite, with a look of disgust on his face.

In addition to the four people who were frozen by Wang Fusheng just now, there were three people on the opposite side, a middle-aged man, a young man with an extraordinary appearance, and a guy who was wearing a white robe that was slightly different from the Chinese Yin and Yang Bagua, with a high pointed hat on his head and a feather fan in his hand. However, these three people were obviously only superficial strength, and the subtle energy fluctuations around Wang Fusheng made Wang Fusheng understand that there were still many accomplices of the other party hidden around.

"The Shina people?" As soon as Wang Fusheng opened his mouth to speak, the young man who was tall furrowed his brows, and his face showed a look of extreme disgust and even disdain.

"Support your mother." Wang Fusheng spat on the ground, and the look on his face became even stronger. The hatred between China and Japan has a long history, dating back to the First World War on Earth. Japan, which had always been a vassal country of China during World War I, was much more technologically advanced than China because it was the first to enter capitalism. So this guy who has been a descendant for thousands of years turned over and became extremely greedy and shameless, and then launched a war of aggression against China.

The only century-old humiliation in Chinese history was caused by Japan, almost half of which was caused by Japan. And what is even more shameful about this country is that Huaxia gave up their war reparations that year. Not only do they not know gratitude, but they also distort history, and they don't even quibble about the sins they have committed. Every day, he still sits on the dream of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, and follows his American master to show off his might, as if he has been flying around next to China. You can't shoot it to death yet, it's disgusting.

"Kill him!" The young man snorted coldly and gave the order to kill Wang Fusheng.

Although China and Japan appear to be peaceful on the surface due to the general environment, they are secretly fighting. In particular, Wang Fusheng, who has been to the African Chaos Star Domain, understands that every time this kind of battle is no less than a small local war. And Wang Fusheng's biggest task in the African Chaos Star Domain was to kill the so-called Japanese secret mercenaries. At least one-third of the mortality rate of the soldiers under Wang Fusheng was related to Japan. It's the same in Japan.

So now it can be said that the enemy is very red when they meet. At the moment when the Japanese kid gave the order to attack, Wang Fusheng's figure disappeared in place. Nothing was directly split out due to the unicorn halberd, and the target was only to take the top of the head of the Japanese little purple.

The identity of this kid in front of him is estimated to be not low. Maybe he's a descendant of some kind of emperor. Because the guy with the pointed high hat next to him is obviously an onmyoji, that is, a Japanese warlock. The middle-aged man was dressed in a Japanese samurai uniform, with a mustache on his lips and a hairstyle with a pigtail in the middle of the ancient Japanese ronin. Three knives were stuck in his waist. A half-meter-long short knife, a one-meter-long knife, and a two-handed long knife with a two-foot hilt.

"Ding!" Wang Fusheng's halberd was blocked by the middle-aged ronin, but the other party obviously underestimated Wang Fusheng's power, and even wanted to use the shortest katana that could almost be used as a dagger to block Wang Fusheng's attack, and then give Wang Fusheng a close slash. When the knife was drawn, the corners of his mouth already showed a hideous smile, as if he had anticipated the wonderful feeling of piercing the opponent's heart with a short knife after blocking the opponent's attack.

But the dream is full. The reality is very backbone. Wang Fusheng's blow, even if he drew the longest katana, his hands might not be able to resist it. Not to mention a short knife or one-handed. The back of the dagger smashed into the Japanese ronin's shoulder. The clogs under the ronin's feet instantly turned to powder, and his legs sank into the ground up to the knee level.

"Sting!" The unicorn halberd slashed a dazzling spark on the blade of the ronin's dagger and swept towards the ronin's neck. The sharp aura on the halberd had already cut a blood mark on the ronin's neck, and this blow could cut half of the ronin's neck even if it was just a rubbing.

"Stand-in puppet!" A black projectile appeared in the ronin's hand, smashing into the river ground at the last moment, and a cloud of black smoke rose up to envelop the ronin. Wang Fusheng felt the special friction feeling of the sharp blade cutting off the head from the Qilin Battle Halberd, but there was no joy on his face. The black smoke dissipated, and there were no corpses on the ground at all, only a decapitated scarecrow lying there.

"I see you have a few natal puppets." Wang Fusheng snorted coldly, the unicorn halberd was withdrawn to the side and suddenly once, the space rippled like ripples on the water surface, and a person dressed in black wrapped himself tightly and endured being directly pierced through the heart by Wang Fusheng, and his eyes that were only exposed were swollen and full of surprise and disbelief, and then completely cut off his life.

Wang Fusheng is like a killing god, his figure leaves a trail of afterimages, every movement, whether it is hidden in the air, snow, glaciers, or even rocks and underground, Wang Fusheng seems to be able to see through all the hidden methods of ninjas, and killed more than a dozen hidden ninjas in just a moment, these ninjas who are not low in strength did not even have a chance to make a move, so they were killed by Wang Fusheng one step in advance.

"Baga, your death, death, death." Seeing that nearly twenty of his subordinates had been killed by Wang Fusheng in this period of time, the Japanese kid in the lead finally couldn't help it, his eyes were on fire, and the green tendons on his neck were high and twisted, obviously angry to the extreme.

In fact, if these ninjas didn't want to hide in place and wait for a sneak attack, they would not be able to kill Wang Fusheng so quickly if they fought Wang Fusheng head-on. After all, ninjas move fast. If they rush up and fight with speed, it will be a bit difficult to take them down. But they just believed in their own escape methods, thinking that Wang Fusheng couldn't find them, so they squatted there and didn't move to let Wang Fusheng kill, naturally one stab at a time, and they didn't need to spend much energy calculating and dealing with anything.

This can't be blamed on the stupidity of these ninjas, but they really haven't encountered an enemy who can directly see through their retreats. Inherent in training and assassination when performing missions. It's all hidden waiting for the opportunity, and then the thunderbolt strikes. Who knew that he would meet Wang Fusheng, a freak, and he saw at a glance where they were hiding, and killed them all one at a time without waiting for them to reflect. When they died, they remained hidden, unchanged.

"It's not certain who will die and who will live." Wang Fusheng sneered. glanced at the Onmyoji who was standing next to him without even changing his complexion. Onmyoji are equivalent to warlocks in Huaxia, but their habits are somewhat similar to those of wizards, and they are more likely to kill people than anything else. There are many kinds of warlocks in China, and more than seventy percent of them are used for benefit.

For example, astrology, divination, natural changes, informing people in advance of the coming of disasters to prepare them. Feng Shui masters help people look at Feng Shui so that the dead can rest in peace. The living are blessed and so on. That is to say, Huaxia's magic methods are actually more transported over to divinate the evil and avoid the evil, so that people can avoid the evil. There are only some extreme, that is, evil warlocks. will use magic to harm people, for example, the curse used by Wang Fusheng is one of them.

Whether it is the ninja's escape technique or the onmyoji's technique, these things in Japan actually originated in China. Then they can change the environment in which they live. But I have to admit that after they changed. Some of them have gone astray, and some of them have indeed achieved a lot of success. For example, the onmyoji's curse is very sharp, and it is difficult for ordinary people to stop it. That's why Wang Fusheng will be careful to guard against this onmyoji.

Of course, in addition to the Onmyoji, Wang Fusheng is also guarding against two people. One is the middle-aged ronin who used a stand-in puppet to escape, and the middle-aged ronin who hid was obviously much stronger than these ninjas who were killed by Wang Fusheng. Wang Fusheng opened the pupil of the dark night and didn't find where he was. But Wang Fusheng can be sure that he is nearby, because there is a murderous aura that always makes Wang Fusheng's hairs stand on end, and when he wants to capture the source of the murderous aura, the murderous aura disappears and is very cunning.

The other one is a leader who didn't do anything. Although he is at the same level as Wang Fusheng. And Wang Fusheng can have no opponent in the ground level, but this guy's identity is obviously not simple. There may be one or two life-saving things on you. I, Wang Fusheng, am not afraid, but those life-saving things must be dealt with carefully, because the objects that can be called life-saving things are not simple, and I am careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, Wang Fusheng does not want to capsize in the gutter.

"Evil Spirits!" Seeing Wang Fusheng kill so many people at once, and his momentum continued to rise, while the eyes in his eyes looked at him vigilantly, more killing opportunities were placed on the look of his own son-in-law. It seems that he wants to take advantage of the cautiousness of the ronin who is forced by him to attack lightly, and directly kill his son-in-law. The white-clothed onmyoji waved the feather fan in his hand and pointed at Wang Fusheng in the air.

An off-white rope appeared between heaven and earth, instantly entangled in Wang Fusheng's expression. While entwining Wang Fusheng, hideous evil spirit heads suddenly appeared on the rope, gnawing frantically at Wang Fusheng's body.

The clothes on Wang Fusheng's body instantly turned into being swallowed by the evil spirit, and the creaking sound made people's teeth ache. The evil spirit without clothes bit directly on Wang Fusheng's body. The sharp teeth collided with Wang Fusheng's body, and sparks burst out. The sharp teeth of the evil spirit could only leave a little white mark on Wang Fusheng's skin, which could not be broken.

"What a strong body." Onmyoji's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes emitted a light that made Wang Fusheng's whole body stunned. is obviously a man's onmyoji, and his temperament suddenly became soft, and Wang Fusheng threw a wink, Wang Fusheng's stomach rolled and he almost didn't spit out what he had just eaten.

"Chop the waves!" The ronin who had been hiding next to him and waiting for the opportunity to attack, his figure instantly appeared on Wang Fusheng's left side, and the two-handed katana in his hand suddenly slashed down, and the place where he passed was like a sharp blade breaking open in an instant, and the speed was staggering, the ronin had just attacked, and the blade had already reached the side of Wang Fusheng's head.

"You're the one who is waiting." Wang Fusheng snorted coldly, and a cloud of hindrance instantly rose on his body that seemed to be entangled by evil spirits and could not move, and those screaming evil spirits instantly turned into ashes. In the face of the ronin's knife, Wang Fusheng directly punched over, and under the skin of the fist, a metal-like Guan Ze instantly filled Wang Fusheng's entire fist, and even the surface of the fist had a layer of metallic light flickering.

"Bang dang!" It was as if two huge iron weapons suddenly shattered together, and Wang Fusheng's body slashed backwards. Leaving a trench more than three meters long in the ground. And the werewolf body that was originally attacking from top to bottom in the air flew out upside down, and the katana in both hands was directly upside down by Wang Fusheng. After flipping in the air a few times, the werewolf landed on the ground and staggered back a dozen times before it stabilized. looked at Wang Fusheng with some horror.

"It's still a little bit." Blocking the ronin's blade with his fist, Wang Fusheng seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his right hand, and shook his head, there was a deep wound in his right hand, and blood dripped down his nails to the ground. The dissatisfied Wang Fusheng sighed, and the wound on his right hand instantly converged, and it was instantly restored when it was visible to the naked eye. It was only a few breaths of time, and the wound that was originally deep and visible only left a faint mark on Wang Fusheng's right hand.

Wang Fusheng had just seen the power of the ronin's blow, but in fact, after breaking free from the entanglement of the evil spirit, he could use the ghost shadow step to dodge in an instant. You can even draw out the Qilin Halberd to face the enemy. But Wang Fusheng wanted to test the strength of his body, so he went straight to the fist. Although it was just a simple punch, he concentrated all the power of the demon dragon body on this punch, and he didn't expect to be broken through the defense by the ronin's knife in the end.

But Wang Fusheng was dissatisfied. The three Japanese widened their eyes in horror. You must know that although the ronin is a ground-level martial artist, the sharpness of this knife is enough to break through the defense of some treasure weapons. But I didn't expect it to be just a wound left by Wang Fusheng's injury, what kind of body is this? Even if it's made entirely of solid steel, it's not that hard, is it?

After shaking his head, Wang Fusheng stomped his feet on the ground. The whole ground cracked instantly. It's like a spider's web. Wang Fusheng's body gained great momentum and rushed out directly towards the Japanese boy. And while rushing forward with the help of this great power, Wang Fusheng used ghost shadow steps at this speed. If the ghost between Wang Fusheng is not, it is actually doubled to 2 on the basis of 1, then it is doubled on the basis of 2 and becomes 4. It's as fast as lightning.

Wang Fusheng left a figure in the place where he accelerated, but his real body had already appeared in front of the Japanese news. No one, because Wang Fusheng directly pulled out the Qilin Battle Halberd and slashed over. For he already felt as if someone was coming this way again.

"Puppetry." Wang Fusheng's sudden appearance made the Japanese kid stunned in place, and he didn't know how to react for a while. But the onmyoji next to him was not stunned, and a small puppet appeared in the hands of the onmyoji. At the same time, the Onmyoji also had a line in his hand. I saw that the onmyoji's fingers stirred the line that pulled the puppet's arm. The puppet's hands instantly opened. And Wang Fusheng, who attacked the Japanese boy, involuntarily parted his arms outward. Exactly the same as the puppet's movements.

"Slash!" Wang Fusheng's eyes flashed with an awe-inspiring cold light, and he wanted to wrap an invisible filament around the arms that were open to both sides, sinking deep into Wang Fusheng's flesh. The position of the deep sink is exactly the same as the position of the thin thread wrapped around the puppet's arm in the onmyoji's hand.

Boom! There was a sound like a broken string, and the invisible filament that was stuck in the flesh of Wang Fusheng's arm broke. The thin thread in the onmyoji's hand that controlled the puppet also broke at the same time. Wang Fusheng's arms holding the Qilin War Halberd only paused, and then he slashed down again without hesitation.

"Click!" At the moment when the Qilin Battle Halberd fell, the Onmyoji who had broken the thin line in his hand showed a look of surprise on his face, but the movement on his one-handed hand did not stop, holding the puppet in one hand. The other hand directly pinched one of the puppet's arms and broke it directly, and then quickly broke the puppet's other arm and legs. And both hands quickly pinched the sides of the puppet, as if trying to tear the puppet apart.

"Kill!" Fine sweat broke out on Wang Fusheng's forehead instantly, although his limbs were not as exaggerated as the twists of puppets, but a sharp pain made Wang Fusheng clench his back molars, and the attack in his hands continued to fall.

"Sting!" When Wang Fusheng had to continue to attack and kill this Japanese boy, the onmyoji directly tore the puppet in his hand in half. An invisible force loaded into Wang Fusheng's body, and Wang Fusheng felt that his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible distance, as if he wanted to tear her in half.

"Huh?" Just when Wang Fusheng felt the intense pain, the onmyoji's complexion changed suddenly. I saw that Wang Fusheng's right hand withdrew a strange handprint, and a thunderbolt directly slashed on the top of the onmyoji's head, which was not only the thunder and lightning controlled by Wang Fusheng. There is also the power of heavenly punishment in it. The Onmyoji used puppets to curse Wang Fusheng as a means of cursing and killing. And if you want to curse and kill the other party, you naturally need to bear the corresponding heavenly punishment.

However, under normal circumstances, this kind of heavenly punishment will not fall. Because of this, it's like two people fighting, one with bare hands. The other man found a weapon. Before the police arrived, the man with the weapon killed the other person with a weapon and could escape. If you can escape, the punishment for committing a crime will naturally be sentenced when you catch this person, and if you can't escape, you will naturally be caught red-handed, and if you dare to resist, you will naturally be killed on the spot.

"You think that's all you know?" Wang Fusheng sneered, although he seemed to want to capture the thief and capture the king first, and kill the leading Japanese kid directly. But from the beginning, he was very afraid of the Onmyoji, and naturally he would not ignore his existence. So when Onmyoji used puppetry spells to kill him, he didn't stop him at all. It's about letting him show it. made the Onmyoji's crime a fact, and then he directly summoned Heavenly Punishment to assist him in attacking.

"You dare!" Wang Fusheng's body instantly returned to normal, and the attack continued. Now the Onmyoji is being chased by Heavenly Punishment. The ronin is far away from here, and there is only one Japanese kid left who is still in a daze. Seeing the Qilin Battle Halberd in Wang Fusheng's hand falling with murderous intent, the Onmyoji no longer had the indifference that he had just now. wanted to rush to help, but the heavenly punishment was obviously not so easy to get rid of, so he could only roar at Wang Fusheng with tears in his eyes.

And for such a warning roar, Wang Fusheng directly ignored it. From the beginning, the other party not only wanted to rob his own cold fish. And when they wanted to kill themselves, the two sides were already in a state of hostility. For the enemy, Wang Fusheng will never leave his hand, let alone care about the identity of the other party, what he needs to do is to kill the enemy as soon as possible and eliminate the enemy's threat to himself. What's more, these people are still Japanese, so naturally there is no possibility of keeping their hands.

"Boom!" The entire ground vibrate, and the stunned Japanese kid's feet sank into the ground, and an invisible barrier appeared on his body to block Wang Fusheng's attack. The shockwave of the collision swept up the snow around his body, and for a moment the sky seemed to be half snowing.

"Click!" Japanese kid body. A crack appeared on one of the masters in a string of sandalwood beads that seemed to be decorative, and the crack expanded instantly, and the entire master turned into a ball of powder and fell. The originally neat Buddhist beads suddenly became much looser.

"Guardian Weapon." Wang Fusheng had a surprised look on his face, but he soon had an idea. This Japanese kid is obviously not simple, and it is not surprising that he has a few automatic protector magic weapons on his body. Therefore, the surprise on Wang Fusheng's face flashed, and his body directly rushed forward to the position where the Qilin Battle Halberd in his hand thrust forward and stabbed the opponent's heart.

"Bold." A loud shout came from a distance, and the snow was rolling and vibrating, and it was obvious that there were quite a few people coming. And there was a huge figure rising into the air, just thinking about rushing here, the guards on his body actually surpassed the heavenly level and reached the level of the commander, which made Wang Fuheng's face pale. Because at the same time as the powerhouse of this commander level took off and hurried over, a huge palm slapped towards Wang Fusheng.

If Wang Fusheng insisted on killing this Japanese kid in a heart-to-heart cool, then this slap would definitely hit him and be seriously injured. But at this time, no one in Wang Fusheng's eyes hesitated, but showed a look of absolute certainty, and he didn't pay attention to the palm that slapped him, and insisted on killing this Japanese kid.

"Boy, look for death." Seeing that Wang Fusheng still didn't stop when he saw him coming, with a posture of burning jade, this commander couldn't help but be furious. However, although he has the power to crush Wang Fusheng to death, he is far from quenching his thirst and comes to help.

"Poof!" The front part of the unicorn halberd stabbed into the chest of the stunned Japanese boy, I don't know if it was after this series of blows that he finally came to his senses, or his desire to survive in the face of life and death made him burst out of his potential. The moment the Qilin Halberd pierced into his body, his body moved a little. Although he only moved a little and did not dodge Wang Fusheng's attack, the Qilin War Halberd, which was originally going to pierce his heart, was escaped by him by splitting the vital heart position.

Wang Fusheng subconsciously wanted to shake the unicorn halberd, and directly shook this Japanese kid into a ball and kneaded it. But the huge palm that came from the roar was about to fall, Wang Fusheng snorted coldly, and the thunder flashed under his feet, and he retreated instantly. It's just that he ignored the slap because Wang Fusheng was confident that he would kill the Japanese kid before it hit him and escape. But the Japanese kid in front of him suddenly hid, making Wang Fusheng lose the opportunity. You can only leave first, otherwise the jade will really be burned.

"I want to run!" Wang Fusheng's figure appeared directly outside Baizhang, but he did not stop at the same time as he appeared. Instead, the figure flashed again, quickly running away from afar. The other party's helper has already arrived, and it is also a commander-level horror being. Since he couldn't kill these people anymore, Wang Fusheng naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to stay here and die.

And the commander in the distance obviously saw Wang Fusheng's intention and sneered, and grabbed Wang Fusheng with the palm he had originally slapped. Wang Fusheng, who originally wanted to escape, only felt that his body seemed to be in a quagmire in an instant, and his body, which originally wanted to escape quickly, was bound by the quagmire, and the faster he broke free from the lower limit.

"Years, against the current!" Wang Fusheng's eyes turned pitch black, and the marks of time began to spread and rotate counterclockwise. The restraints around Wang Fusheng quickly regressed. Even the palm that had been grabbed paused for a moment. But there are no backlegs. After all, the difference in strength between the two people is too great, and it is impossible for Wang Fusheng to let his palm roll back. However, the palm of his hand only paused, but it gave Wang Fusheng a chance to break free, and the thunder flashed under his feet, leaving an afterimage in place. The figure reappeared a hundred feet away.

After a few flashes in a row, Wang Fusheng's figure instantly disappeared from the field of vision of others. The commander-level warrior showed a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect the other party to be able to break free from his shackles, so he snorted coldly and asked his subordinates to protect those Japanese himself, and he chased after Wang Fusheng.

"If that's all about running away. So how will I gain a foothold in the snow in the future? "A commander-level warrior stepped out. Wang Fusheng, who had disappeared from his field of vision, reappeared in his field of vision. This was a man in silver armor, somewhat similar to the outfit of the group of cavalry that Wang Fu had encountered some time ago, but the armor was obviously more advanced. The man's expression is very lunar, and the hooked nose gives people an extraordinarily cold feeling.

"Jiao, it's a birdman." Wang Fusheng felt as if his body was locked by a qi machine, and he glanced back in a state of rapid movement. I saw that the commander-level martial artist was chasing after him at an extremely fast speed, and there was a void figure of a giant eagle behind him, which was an extremely fierce giant eagle. There is a boundless evil aura on the body, and the silver-white feathers give people a feeling that is not holy. On the contrary, it is a yin feeling, like white bones with dead air.

That's right, the commander warrior who pursued Wang Fusheng did have the blood of a giant eagle, and it was not a simple giant eagle. It's the blood of the burial eagle. The Burial Eagle is an ancient alien eagle with dark demon blood flowing from its body, which is the offspring of an ancient demon eagle and other extraordinarily powerful birds that live in the demon world. Not only does the body flow with demonic blood, but also has an extraordinarily fierce temperament. It is an extremely ferocious eagle.

After Wang Fusheng saw Yun Xi, he unsealed a lot of memories in his head. One of the memories is about the spirit animal genealogy. Among them, there are a thousand kinds of spirit beasts with extraordinary bloodlines. The bloodlines of spirit beasts that can be included in the spirit beast spectrum have the possibility of evolving into immortal beasts or even divine beasts. Although not every one of them can be successful, it is enough to show that the bloodlines of these spirit beasts are not annoying. And the ranking of the Burial Eagle in the spirit animal spectrum is 523.

Although this ranking doesn't seem to be anything, you must know that the spirit beast spectrum in Wang Fusheng's brain does not just refer to the spirit beasts of this world. You must know that this world is already all-encompassing, and there are not ten thousand types of spirit beasts. You must know that there are thousands of species of insects alone, not to mention all other living beings. Therefore, this ranking is extremely up to standard, because this spirit beast spectrum also includes other worlds, such as the spirit beasts in the ancient world that has now opened the portal.

It doesn't seem like anything to choose 1,000 out of 10,000 people to choose one out of 10,000 people, but 100,000 people, millions of people, even tens of millions of people, hundreds of millions of people, hundreds of millions of people, as long as they are on the list, it is enough to prove their toughness. Maybe in that small world similar to this one, these spirit beasts are the masters of that world. As long as the spirit beasts that grow up in the rankings have the qualifications to become giants, the Burial Eagle is naturally no exception.

Of course, the commander in front of him is obviously not really a burial eagle, but just has the blood of a burial eagle flowing in his body. Otherwise, Wang Fusheng would not have to run away, and he would have surrendered directly. Now, even if he encounters the last spirit beast juvenile body on the spirit beast spectrum, he can only be captured.

Because the demon beasts that can go to the spirit beast spectrum are born to be heaven-level beings, plus most of the spirit beasts are physically strong, unless there are any divine weapons in the human warriors of the same level. Otherwise, it is simply impossible to take advantage. It's just that Wang Fusheng, who is at the ground level, challenges a spirit beast that is born at the heavenly level, which is obviously the rhythm of looking for death.

"Boy, you can't run away. If you go back, you might be able to leave the whole body behind. "Although it is not a real burial eagle, it is just the blood of a burial eagle. However, the speed of the burial river is also considered to be in the middle and upper ranks among the commanders. But at this time, he couldn't catch up with Wang Fusheng at once, which made him a little surprised. At the same time, there was also a glint in his eyes, obviously whether it was Wang Fusheng's use of the technique of breaking free from his shackles just now, or Wang Fusheng's current body method, it made him think.

"Silly X." Wang Fusheng scolded, if you leave a whole corpse, then you won't die? Since both horizontal and vertical are dead, why should you be caught?

"The kid caught you only. Be sure to give you a taste of the snow eagle pecking at the meat. Although Wang Fusheng's scolding was not loud, it was enough for Fuhe to hear. So he looked at Wang Fusheng's gaze even more gloomy. The so-called snow eagle pecking at the flesh is actually a kind of torture on the snowfield. It is to imprison people, tie them to a stake by force, and let the snow eagles flying down from the sky peck at him alive and eat meat. When you watch the flesh on your body being pecked away and eaten piece by piece. The physical and mental torture is enough to make people want to commit suicide.

"If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely catch you and light the sky lantern." Although I don't know what the relationship is with this guy chasing behind him, since he is so protective of those Japanese. Obviously, the relationship is not simple. In addition, the other party chasing after him is obviously a bad intention. If Wang Fusheng has the opportunity to fight back, he will naturally not be polite.

"Do you think you'll still have a chance?" Fu He sneered, and the phantom of the giant eagle behind him spread its wings again and accelerated towards Wang Fusheng. Although it has the blood of the Burial Eagle. However, due to the thinning of the bloodline, the burial river only gained the speed of eagle flight. In other aspects, he didn't get any inheritance, but just a little speed was enough for him to deal with Wang Fusheng. After all, even if there is no additional speed of the Burial Eagle bloodline, is there any surprise for a commander-level martial artist to catch a small ground-level martial artist? What's more, it's still like a tiger with wings now.

"Catch me and talk about it." Feeling that the chase behind him was getting closer and closer, a ruthless color flashed on Wang Fusheng's face, and ten drops of immortal blood burned instantly. Wang Fusheng's body was surrounded by a layer of blood-colored phantom. In the Leiguang Cave at his feet, Wang Fusheng's figure disappeared in place. When he reappeared, Wang Fusheng was not a hundred zhang away, but a hundred miles away.

If he used this kind of blood shield technique in the outside world, Wang Fusheng would be able to instantly use the blood shield for a distance of thousands of miles. But the world where the Blood Demon fell was obviously too special, so Wang Fusheng only had a blood shield for a distance of a hundred miles, and he was under great pressure and couldn't move forward.

The moment Wang Fusheng's figure appeared a hundred miles away, his face was a little pale, but it instantly turned red, and then the blood shadow wrapped Wang Fusheng again and disappeared in place. In this way, Wang Fusheng was using the blood shield ten times, burning a hundred drops of immortal blood.

After ten times, Wang Fusheng's face was as pale as paper, although it was burning immortal blood, the essence blood in his whole body did not move. But every time the blood shield was under pressure, it was as if it was going to squeeze Wang Fusheng into pulp. Even with Wang Fusheng's current physical strength, he couldn't withstand it, otherwise he would burn a hundred drops of immortal blood at once, instead of burning ten times to disperse the pressure.

"Run fast enough, but you'd better not let me meet it next time." Wang Fusheng's direct blood shield made the burial river a little surprised, but at the same time, a sneer appeared on his face. Because with Wang Fusheng's ground-level strength, even if he burned the essence blood and blood shield of his whole body, it was impossible for him to escape the pursuit of one of his commanders.

But Wang Fusheng's first blood escape actually escaped from the gathering of hundreds of miles, which made the burial river a little surprised. Therefore, he immediately chased after him, and the light in his eyes became hot, but as soon as he saw Wang Fusheng's figure, the pale Wang Fusheng fled again, and after three consecutive pursuits, the burial river lost Wang Fusheng's trace, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and began to return with a gloomy face. However, Wang Fusheng has already been on his list, and the next time he meets him, he will definitely directly catch this kid with a lot of secrets and torture him.

"It's still too weak." The aura locked behind him had disappeared when Wang Fusheng was in the seventh blood escape, but for the sake of insurance, Wang Fusheng still escaped three times in a row to ensure his absolute safety. Thinking of the coercion of the commander level, he didn't even have a chance to make a move. The pale-faced Wang Fusheng couldn't help but shake his head.

Originally, his strength broke through to the ground level, and he was able to overwhelm a few dragon wolves and vultures with extraordinary bloodlines, although Wang Fusheng was nothing on the surface, he was still a little fluttering in his heart. After all, the other party is all heaven-level, and they all have extraordinary bloodlines. It is indeed a matter of pride that such a person can win by leapfrogging the challenge himself.

But today, he met this commander-level martial artist, which completely sobered Wang Fusheng. Although his age is here, he has just cultivated martial arts for less than two years, and he can get to this point, even the so-called geniuses are ashamed of themselves in front of him. But Wang Fusheng, who has experienced countless trials of life and death, understands a truth.

That is, your enemies won't care if you've been a soldier for a few days, and bullets won't be a point off or a second slower just because you're just a new soldier shooting at you. Similarly, the commander just now didn't care whether Wang Fusheng was a genius or not, nor how many years he had been cultivating martial arts. As long as Wang Fusheng is caught, there will definitely be death and no life.

Therefore, using one's own cultivation time to be short, and being a genius to comfort oneself is simply a kind of. It is most reliable for enemies to speak only by strength, because your enemies will not let you go because of your weak strength, but will kill you first because of your weak strength, deter their opponents and clear some unnecessary troubles. Therefore, all the comfort is actually an excuse, you can't be strong yourself, and your life is always in the hands of others.

"Hopefully you can help me this time. If the Demon Dragon Body is promoted again, the ground-level martial artist will not be able to break through my defenses unless he uses the attack of a spirit weapon-level weapon. Wang Fusheng glanced at the cold fish of the world in his eyes, discerned the direction and did not walk again. Rather, the body flew more than a hundred miles in the air before it stopped.

It's still in the middle of the snow, but it's already on the edge. Wang Fusheng found a remote glacier and hid in it, after using a formation to cover his breath. Wang Fusheng took out a cauldron and lit firewood, and when the bottom of the cauldron became red, he poured out a few cold fish in the world in his eyes and threw them in.

After an hour, half a pot of cold fish, no larger than the length of chopsticks, is melted into a small half bowl of juice. Wang Fusheng directly picked up the cauldron and poured the juice into his mouth, and then continued to add firewood and throw the cold fish into the pot. As Wang Fusheng took more and more cold fish, the fiery breath in Wang Fusheng's body had reached a very terrifying point. It's as if the magma at the bottom of a volcano is starting to surge up little by little, brewing and preparing to erupt.

Triggering these fiery breaths, refining every cell in the body. Originally, when Wang Fusheng was laying the foundation, the flawless surface of his body that had almost been cleaned appeared with a layer of grease-like dirt again. At the same time, Wang Fusheng's body is no longer the one when he used the demon dragon body before, it instantly became demonic, but there is a metallic luster that begins to flow on the skin, although it is not very dazzling, but it gives people the feeling of being extremely thick and solid. (To be continued......)