"Hit! of course!"

The monk laughed wildly and rushed forward: "Abe Lao'er took your grandfather's knife! Haha, you have 295 years of cultivation, you are stronger than Lao Tzu! But look at your grandfather's knife, this is a treasure knife that is easier to cut your head than to cut tofu!"

"Your grandfather's is me, the treasure knife rewarded by my lord Agu, see if grandpa can chop you up!" he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sharp knife light slashed over domineeringly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mamma Mia!" The domineering came and went quickly, and the great monk had just slashed past, and the knife light had not yet reached the middle of the center, so he dragged the ring knife and ran; Qi Jiguang retracted and probed into the 'hand of death' of a robber, and plunged into the dense flow of people faster than him. The two of them flew on the road when they went back and forth, and the other firmly restrained their breath, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't know which subway they were going through which tunnel they were going through.

There are stupid onmyoji left in the sky, and of course, there are also the 'babies' of the onmyoji - dozens of hideous-looking, big or small Fusang ghosts floating in the sky, trying to chase the great monk but finding that his speed is beyond reach, wanting to chase Qi Jiguang, his nose and eyes are moving vigorously, but he can't tell where the people have run.

A group of people on the ground craned their necks, staring at the strange creatures in the air in astonishment. "It's a youkai?" "No, it's Shikigami of Shikigami of my Daifuso!" "That white dress is yin and yang, isn't it? It's so beautiful, as handsome as the legendary Abe Haruaki!" They took out their phones and SLRs and snapped at the sky.

"I'll just say, what kind of 'shemale peaceful coexistence' has been made by the people of China, how can I not have a powerful creature in Dafusang?" someone shouted at the sky: "Master Onmyoji, Onmyoji is the most handsome Smecta!"

Harumi Abe pulled out a smile at the bottom, revealing the standard eight small white teeth. He looked in the direction of the fat monk's escape, shook his head, and muttered while posing in a handsome and handsome pose: "This monk's knife is a treasure, and the knife is so strong that I was so scared that I released all the gods at once." Damn, he's so fast, how can I chase ...... It's all my fault.,In order to pursue power.,But I didn't get some speed-type Shikigami.。 ”

He slowly followed behind the monk who had quit hatred, and several paper cranes swayed down, fluttering in the air for a while, and suddenly turned into a large white crane half a foot tall, flying in all directions......

The black mountain forest was silent, and in the dark clouds rolling in the sky, the few starlights were also obscured by the lush canopy, and the whole forest could not be reached. And in this darkness, a massive object squirms with movements that are imperceptible to the naked eye.

A wild dog approached the place unintentionally, but was frightened by a fishy smell touched by the end of his nose, and ran away with his tail whimpering, but he didn't go far, and a gust of wind carried it back, and then the sound of more dead leaves being ground rang out.

A large white crane rushed down from the sky, and instantly turned into finely crumbled, like a cookie crumb, the white powder turned blood-red, and a gloomy muttering began to sound: "Hmm, disgusting, as if I have eaten something very disgusting." Eight huge canopies grew in the dense jungle, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and it was only then that we could see what the canopy was—eight hideous snake heads, each munching on bison, elk, and even human-like broken limbs. Yaki Orochi muttered, 'It's Abe's bastard's communication crane,' and a line of text flashed out among its sixteen huge broken pupils.

It lifted its throat, and with a few clicks of the bloody mouth, its mouth full of tiny teeth bit its prey and swallowed it. Only then did it retract the broad, hard scales on its neck, like large banana leaves, and its canopy-like head became something like a Fuso totem: a head, with cascading scales underneath. It comfortably licked the blood from the hunt with its eight heads, and laughed loudly: "Abe Harumi is just a waste, just a bald donkey, he can't handle this...... Forget it, that monk wants to join up with the big army? haha, he also needs the big army to exist. ”

It laughed darkly, and out of the darkness around it, hundreds of black-robed priests stepped out, holding brand-new cleaning tools that had just been removed from the wrapping paper. Whether it is Abe Harumi or the ghost hand of the inner world, the chrysanthemum clam, no matter how famous it is, it is just a hero in the legend of Fuso. It is the god of Fusang, and it is also the demon of Fusang, and it doesn't give anyone face.

Yaki Orochi transformed, and a more handsome boy than Abe Haruaki appeared in place. The young man had fair skin, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth with traces of blood that could not be wiped off. He played with a small mirror made of white jade, three blood-red magatama suspended above his head, and while licking the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he said, "Netherworld old ghost, toad, it's time for us to appear." The Hahachina people dared to enter our territory, have they forgotten how cowardly and incompetent they were decades ago?"

A gloomy voice, as if blowing from the ground, floated over, "We have never been the only one who has entered their place, since they dare to come, then let them all stay!"

"Netherworld old ghost, be careful when you say big things, flash your tongue. "Cyan, as if the traditional above, the little frog like the beckoning golden toad on the table jumped out, it swallowed its breath, and when it saw the wind, it rose, and quickly became a small mountain, not much smaller than the Yaqi Snake, a huge, pale cyan like jade-like clam, "It is impossible to kill them all, but it is still very simple to kill half of them." We suffered a big loss in their eight-year war of resistance, and that is also the old German guy is too arrogant, otherwise ......"

It muttered, "The legend is that we lost because of a nuclear bomb, and oh my God, I don't even taste good enough for a snack." ”

As soon as the words fell, pitch-black, blood-red figures flashed out, and they quietly followed behind two old monsters and a pitch-black mist, slowly walking in the direction of the border.

The flowers and trees along the road all withered, as if they had been sucked away by something, and the breeze passed everywhere, and the sky was covered with fine dust......

"Yaki Orochi, Abe Harumi, Netherworld Ghost Hand, Kikuno Clam ......" Mizuzumi put up five fingers and bent them back one by one, "I said Agu, do you really want to get in? Don't say I didn't tell you, the four of them are not ordinary." Although I can rank in the top three in the world, it is purely based on cultivation, and I may not be able to win if I really fight. ”

"Can't you have a flying sword?"

"I don't know. Shui Quan rolled his eyes: "We have flying swords, people don't have treasures?" Not to mention anything else, the Baqi Snake has three hook jade and an eight-foot mirror, plus his 297 years of cultivation, I may not be able to fight alone." The ghost hand and Abe Harumi are a little weaker, but the chrysanthemum clam," he took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "The chrysanthemum clam is very mysterious, it is said that as long as it does not enter the territory of Fusang, the chrysanthemum clam will never make a move - we won the eight-year war of resistance, but in the end, we can only let Fuso sign a surrender agreement, and the compensation is only a little, do you think there is no other way in it?"

"Isn't it because those three old ghosts aren't dead?"

"That's what the outside said, but in fact," Mizuizumi shrugged his shoulders, "we old guys were all seriously injured at that time, and Yaki Orochi, Abe Harumi, and the Nether Ghost Hand were also half-broken. The U.S. Federation sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, and the old guys all gritted their teeth and stared at it, and they wanted to destroy Fuso and us at that time. ”

"Then why didn't you do that?"

"In the end, we are in the same camp as them, and if they destroy us, they will have to face all the hostility of the same camp, and they still don't dare. As for Fuso, I heard that Kikuno Clam beat the Thor of the American Federation to a confusing way, called people to besiege and fell into other people's formations, and then came up with an agreement for the defeated country. Don't look at them now, Fusang is really turning his face, they can't do anything at all. ”

"So Fuso built an army, got a nuclear bomb, and didn't they see these things that violated the treaty?"

"yes. ”

Receiving an affirmative answer from Shui Quan, Agu began to think carefully about the necessity of retiring from the army. In fact, the difference in strength between the powerhouses of his country and Fusang is similar, plus the Emperor Meow and the others he got out are a few more monks at the level of the Innocent Golden Body, and there is also a Flying Sword level. Oh, it's himself at the Edgeworth Flying Level, and the luck of this lottery is very good, adding 30 years of cultivation to him.

After cultivating for more than 100 years, it was at the level of Edgeworth Flying Heaven, and he thought that his strength had increased so much, it should be stronger than Fusang. They don't break into other people's lair, and they don't have to face the mountain protection formations that others have operated for hundreds or thousands of years, at most they confront each other and negotiate the conditions.

I believe that in the face of a stronger opponent, Fuso will only admit to handing over the monster that killed the fishermen, even if it has been killed, it will also hand over a few ghosts for the dead. But now in this situation, there may be a big war.

The unprecepted monk who had been squinting and reciting the scriptures suddenly opened his eyes violently, and said viciously: "Fight, fight!" We have two flying swords, two monks with flying swords, and the old man promises not to suffer!"

"But there will be a lot of sacrifices. Shui Quan looked back at the sea that could no longer be seen, and shook his head: "Our enemy is not only Fusang, I don't want to lose too much combat power, hey! What do you mean by this kind of look? Lao Tzu can't worry about the country and the people?" Seeing the disdainful eyes of the monk, he scolded angrily and muttered: "Okay, okay, I'm not as noble as Agu, anyway, I have to retain my strength, in case someone beats the old nest, Lao Tzu's territory can't be saved." ”