Xiong Ye instantly put down another one, passed over the remaining two Pantheistic minions, and completely merged with Fu Yang.

"Where's the little black wooden sign?" Fu Yang asked.

"It's in my belly! Run. That pseudo-stiffness is indeed quite awesome. It's not cost-effective to fight hard......"

A man and a cat raced towards the entrance of the abandoned steel plant.

At this moment, I heard a violent sound of heavy objects breaking through the air behind me!

"Fu boy, lie down!"

Master Xiong shouted.

Fu Yang took advantage of the situation and threw himself on the ground.

Brush!

The swooping and low-flying zombies, the nails so sharp that they could pierce through the iron plate were almost rubbed against Fu Yang's scalp!

Hula!

After the pseudo-zombie attacked like this, he stood firmly on the ground in front of him. Then he turned around, staring at Fu Yang and Xiong Ye with blood-red eyes.

Behind the two of them, Na Jian Dong also approached with two little minions......

Zombie Dong looked at the back of Xiong Ye's fat dun, almost gritting his teeth.

"Dead Cat Demon! Aren't you running fast? Run, run! ”

Fu Yang and Xiong Ye could only stop helplessly.

It seems that it is impossible to be blocked by others, and it is impossible to slip away if you want to.

"Let's do it quickly, if you catch it, you'll run! When you get something, you have to fight hard. ”

"Fu boy, you are talking nonsense! Can you not even know this? ”

A man and a cat muttered a few words, and the terrifying pseudo-stiffness had already pounced fiercely......

Zombies are extremely terrifying corpse demons!

They are stiff, but they are outrageously fast.

For ordinary people, even Olympic track and field athletes will never be able to outrun them.

So this pseudo-stalemate was like the wind, and after jumping twice, it was already in front of Fu Yang.

The two stiff arms were like sharp knives, directly sweeping Fu Yang from the side......

If it is swept away, even a hard stone man will be shattered!

"Multiple Shield Charms!"

Fu Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had already pinched the spell seal, drawing several "shield talismans" in the void to open a large area of defense.

Click, click, click......

The sound of broken glass is endless!

The steel-like arm shattered layer after layer of shield spells.

However, taking advantage of these times, Fu Yang had already directly swayed his footsteps and reached the back of the pseudo-stiffness.

"I still don't believe I can't split you!"

He clenched the Thousand Machines Fury Sword in his hand hard, and slashed diagonally at the pseudo-stiff neck, trying to cut off its head.

Burst......

The sharp black magic sword left a shallow wound on the zombie's neck!

It was indeed a slash on it, but for this kind of corpse demon who did not feel pain, a sword wound that was not too deep. As long as you don't cut off the whole head, it's useless.

"Grass! Is it really useless? ”

Fu Yang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

With heavy footsteps as the center of the circle, the pseudo-stiff actually brushed and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the sharp nails were like swirling steel knives. Slash at Fu Yang again!

He hurriedly slashed the Thousand Machines Angry Sword in his hand.

Clang!

The zombie's claws collided with the magic sword, and a long series of brilliant sparks were rubbed hard.

Fu Yang, on the other hand, was shocked and took several steps back.

"Urgent as a law, Sanqing gives me power! Master Xiong, fate is flying! ”

The moment he regressed, he actually recited a complete incantation.

The tip of his left finger, which was not holding the sword, had caught a piece of yellow rune paper, which had been burned to ashes......

This is Maoshan Flying Spell!

Cast this spell and pronounce the name of the object or person that needs to be ingested in the air, and you will be able to grab the object in the air!

Of course, the distance of aerial ingestion and the weight of the objects that can be ingested are determined by the strength of the mana of the Taoist priest who performs the Dao technique.

Fu Yang was worried that Xiong Ye's dead fat cat was too heavy, so he took advantage of the moment when he used the magic sword to fight with the pseudo-zombie, and used the rune paper to completely cast a "flying spell".

Sure enough, the spell was one.

Xiong Ye was originally performing demon magic, covered in blood, fighting with that zombie.

Immediately, it felt a huge attraction coming from behind it, and it knew that it was Fu Yang casting spells, so it didn't resist......

Whoosh!

The fluffy dead fat cat was sucked by Fu Yang's left hand and grabbed in his hand.

"It's so heavy! It must be about thirty or forty pounds, right? Don't you feel ashamed to be a cat? ”

Fu Yang said very painfully.

Fortunately, I just used the rune paper and the full version of the spell to cast the "Flying Spell", otherwise, just by relying on the power of the volley talisman and the instantaneous Dao technique, I really might not be able to suck the dead fat cat of Xiong Ye......

"Fat and proud!"

Master Xiong snorted coldly.

Then this guy suddenly felt his body light, and flew out like a cloud.

It turned out that Fu Yang threw it out towards the gate of the abandoned steel factory first!

"You go outside and wait first, dead fat cat, I'll test a newly realized trick of self-created Dao Technique recently! It just so happened that I saw those four Pantheistic Sect minions jointly performing Dao techniques, and I felt even more in my heart......"

Fu Yang's voice was neither sad nor joyful, and entered an ethereal state!

Even Master Xiong, who has always been arrogant and narcissistic, was stunned.

Is it self-created Taoism again?

"Awesome my brother! I know you're a genius for smelling, but don't always pretend to be like that, okay? You've pretended to be my ......."

Even when he was flying in the air, Master Xiong didn't forget to complain.

Fu Yang alone faced the terrifying pseudo-zombie and zombie Dong who came violently, as well as the two members of the Pantheist Sect, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The Demon Dao of the Pantheistic Sect, Master will let you see the strength of the cultivation genius today!"

"My self-created fusion Dao technique!"

This trick that combines the power of the ghost path with the Maoshan Dao technique......

Ghost Path Spirit Fist !!

Sonorous and sonorous......

The Thousand Machines Fury Sword that was originally held in Fu Yang's right hand quickly folded, contracted, and decomposed, turning into something like countless mechanical parts. The entire forearm that crawled all over his elbow turned into a metal fist with black flashing light.

"I use Maoshan Divine Summoning Technique as the basis, and the power of the ghost path is an addition. Deliberately break up the power of the incomparable gaze, and turn small into huge! ”

"Although the attack strength per unit area has become smaller, the range and momentum of the attack ...... But it has been multiplied!! ”

Fu Yang roared angrily, and his left hand had already formed many rune spell marks between his fingers, slapping on the metal fist glove of his right arm. Then his heart trembled violently, and the power of the ghost path also came out......

"Ghost Dao Spirit Fist! Bombard me. ”

He threw a punch into the air towards the hideous pseudo-stiff that was already less than ten meters away!

Djinn punch!

There was only a split second of less than 0.01 second.

Then a tidal wave of black, violent, and manic ghost power covered the huge fist. It turns it into an inky black color, and then into a metal-like shell...... (First update!) ）