Founder has always felt that

This so-called mansion master must be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

can endure what ordinary people can't endure.

For example, he repeatedly provoked the other party, and he did not hesitate to cuckold the unmasked mansion owner, but he never showed up.

If you don't show up, how can I fight you?

How can I hold you back?

Who do I talk to about my $1.2 million deal?

"Mansion master, your hat is quite big, hehe, like a vast green grassland......"

"Mansion Master, are you really not going to ask for your hat?"

"Hey, are you really the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

"I don't know if the lord of the mansion has noticed that when the second lord of the mansion looks at the eldest lady, his eyes are a little different... Well, I just wanted to ask, the younger brother of the lord of the mansion, is it really a kiss?"

......

"Sure enough, smart and wise as the lord of the mansion, how can he be easily angered by a word, the lord of the mansion is more intelligent than the sky, his mind can carry ships, he is a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, and he can endure what ordinary people can't bear. Forget it, I'll go talk to the thirty-five brides and sisters, and the lord of the house will say goodbye. Fang Zheng picked up the knife box and jumped off the high platform.

At this time, there were several pale and pale paper piercing people nearby, killing Xiang Fang at close range.

Knock! Knock!

The knife box in his hand was like a pile driver, and he directly smashed the three paper piercing people in front of him to death on the spot.

Normal Soul +1, +1, +1.

Two months ago, he was not afraid of one-on-one, and now he didn't even have the qualifications to let him go to the knife, so he just smashed them to death one by one with a knife box.

Along the way, there were several pale-faced paper piercing people, flying towards Fang Zheng, and all of them were stoned to death by the knife box in Fang Zheng's hand like a pile driver.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer to the thirty-five brides on the high platform, and at this time, he gradually put away the hippie smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "You guys, are you still alive?"

"I'm here to take you home......"

"Your loved ones have been waiting for you to come home, and the outside world has not forgotten your ......"

"Isn't there a sound......?

Fang Zheng let out a low sigh, only to see that the cold color in his eyes was getting colder and colder, and at the same time, there was a cold dangerous aura on his body that was rapidly rising.

Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer to the location of the thirty-five brides, and when he saw that Fang Zheng was about to approach, suddenly!

Call!

There was a whirring wind behind him, and at this moment, the dangerous aura on his body was climbing higher and higher, and his eyes were as cold as cold electricity, and he didn't dodge or dodge, grabbed one end of the knife box with one hand, stretched out his arm, and used the other end of the knife box to directly smash the sneak attack behind him.

Boom!

The ground under his feet shook violently, because he couldn't withstand the strength of both sides, and it was enough to see the great strength, both sides were shaken apart by each other, and Fangzheng's arm was slightly numb.

And with this collision, in an instant, the sand and rocks were flying, and the landscape trees in the mountain villa fluttered and dropped their leaves, and at the same time, large boulders and wall fragments were also smashed down in the air, terrifying!

The sneak attack just now was a stone pillar like an arm, smashing down from the sky.

However, the tiles and fragments of the broken walls that were crumbled from the body of the pavilion by the anti-seismic force of the knife box immediately turned into paper fragments as soon as they left the main building.

"Black Mountain Old Demon?!"

Facing the pavilion rising from the ground, Fang Zheng was stunned, and the classic version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" in 87 automatically appeared in his mind.

However, looking at the paper fragments on the ground, Fang Zheng's eyes were not surprised.

In fact, as early as when he killed the second mansion master, Fang Zheng had already faintly had some guesses. It wasn't until the guests here turned into paper people that he finally verified his conjecture that everything here was made of paper, including people, buildings, tables and chairs, etc., and none of them were true.

The grave keeper has refined himself into a paper man, and there is no reason not to burn a paper palace and maids for himself.

Since ancient times, it has been burned in the grave together by paper people and paper houses as funeral offerings.

Although Fang Zheng was shocked and flew out, his arm was numb, but he was not physically injured, and the pavilion that rose from the ground, with a sharp wind sound in the air, raised like an arm stone pillar, and smashed towards Fang Zheng again.

Fang Zheng looked at the thirty-five motionless brides behind him.

"Good time!"

Not only was he not afraid, but even the momentum on his body was still rising, it was an indomitable momentum.

In the yellow land, many heroes, with one enemy and hundreds of people are not afraid.

People are not cowardly, Qiu Bixue, look at my Chinese man's blood.

The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron.

Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, he is hungry for a beautiful chieftain, and he is thirsty for Rakshasa blood......

- "The General's Order: The Boy's Walk".

The knife magazine is open!

Fang Zheng let out a long roar, holding a ghost head knife, and his feet were like a giant elephant stepping on the ground, and he took the initiative to meet it.

At this time, he urged his strength to the extreme, and the half-human-tall ghost head knife flashed with snow-white light, which was a cold cold light unique to the cold metallic luster, and he rushed towards the pavilion with a murderous aura.

Bang!

With a huge collision, the heavy stone pillar that split through the wind and waves was twisted by the sword light, and the earth collapsed in an instant, and then turned into a fluttering piece of broken paper and fell to the ground.

At this time, in the pavilion floating in the air, three more stone pillars flew to the ground under his feet, carrying the heavy oppressive sound of the stone breaking the earth.

Fang was fearless, his eyes were like awe-inspiring blades, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he exploded the earth, rocks and blades of grass, and then all turned into scraps of paper.

Fang Zheng flew towards the pavilion above his head, and slashed at the three thick stone pillars head-on.

Boom! Boom!

The volley collided, and there was a flash of white lightning, which was the sword light in Fang Zheng's hand under the urging of extreme power, which was almost to the extreme, and shattered the three stone pillars in the air in the air.

Bang bang bang!

The stone pillar exploded, and as soon as it broke away from the main body, it turned into pieces of scraps of paper, and all of them were vulnerable in front of the ghost-headed knife.

Fang Zheng's castration continued, he was like a cold lightning bolt through the air, boom! The wall exploded into a huge crack, and Fang Zheng even flew directly into the attic with a knife.

No one could see inside the attic, only to hear the explosions inside, the walls cracking, the roofs collapsing, everything cracking, and explosions everywhere.

The loft floating in mid-air is becoming more and more dilapidated, crumbling from within.

There were flames of flames erupting from every crack in the building, carrying a wave of boiling heat, and the air was filled with the strong smell of burning confetti.

It's like a palace of flames.

Bang!

The Flame Palace slammed into the ground from mid-air, and there was no imaginary momentum, only a paper room that collapsed in flames.

There was a twist in the flames, and a black hazy figure with a long knife in his hand walked out step by step like a flame killing god, and it was unscathed.

He looked up at the sky!

I saw four or five more attics flying up in the villa, and in an instant, there were dozens of thick stone pillars, like the end of the world shattering, all of them suppressed Fang Zheng who walked out of the flames with a knife.