Chapter 952: Do You Really Think That?
"Got it wrong? Could it be that this kid still has a defensive talisman of the eighth layer of condensing qi? If that's really the case, it's really a bit troublesome. But that's just a little bit of trouble!"
Wu Dali sneered inwardly and continued to move forward. However, at this moment, Zhang Fatzi's big grin and attitude of not taking himself seriously made Wu Dali's heart very angry.
Groov!
But Wu Dali stepped forward again and walked a few steps, and the whole person suddenly stopped. It was very abrupt, and he braked his body stiffly.
In his eyes, he was completely replaced by panic, and everything in front of him suddenly seemed so unreal.
"Well, that's right, I took it wrong at first. It should be this, No, it's this!"
The corner of the fat man's mouth hung a wicked smile, and his fat little hand waved a glittering spirit rune. Bursts of condensation qi nine-layer fluctuations emanated intermittently from the spirit rune.
"Fatty, you ......"
Wu Dali's face changed in an instant, and he became extremely ugly. The inside of his throat felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
He didn't understand why Zhang Fatzi's hand would take out the spirit rune of the ninth layer of condensation. Even I don't have such a spirit rune.
"What are you, accompany! If you don't deserve it, I'm not welcome to be fat!"
Zhang Fatzi was extremely arrogant, shaking the spirit rune with one hand, and crossing his waist with the other, taking the eight-figure step to fight, and took the initiative to force Wu to go over.
"You...... You...... Don't come here!"
Wu Dali's body had begun to tremble slightly, and at the same time, subconsciously, he kept retreating.
"Damn it, fatty, don't mess around!"
Wu Dali still hasn't figured it out at the moment, what the hell is going on? Okay, how did Zhang Fatzi have such a spirit rune. It's wrong, it's so wrong.
"Don't mess around, just say it, do you pay or not?"
Zhang Fat Man is good-looking, and his face is full of disdain.
"Friendly reminder to you, No, Xiaoqing over there, at the beginning, he also gritted his teeth and said that he would not compensate. And finally?!"
Zhang Fatzi danced a magic duel again, and bombarded an attack at Senior Brother Qing.
"Ah~"
Senior Brother Qing wailed again, tears about to fall.
"It was the way it was, and then I had to take out his storage bag with all my might. ”
Zhang Fatzi waved Senior Brother Qing's storage bag, and his eyes did not hide the bright disdain at all.
"There is a poor ghost, and there are only a thousand spirit stones. ”
In the end, Zhang Fatzi also complained a few words with disgust on his face, which made Senior Brother Qing on the side eager to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.
"Also, don't think that I don't know, that bastard has moved his hands and feet, so that the fat man and my face can't return to their original handsomeness!"
Zhang Fatzi spoke viciously again, thinking of this, his heart burst into flames.
"Hmph, but this time, the fat man also added some ingredients to him. His pig-headed appearance should be maintained for at least three years!"
"What?!"
Senior Brother Qing was struck by lightning, and his whole person was numb.
"Xiaoqing, don't think about it. Three years is your punishment. Of course, if there is a master in the foundation building period, it may be able to help you remove this effect. Hehe, as for Fang Bu, don't think about it......"
"You, you, you......"
Senior Brother Qing was stunned, let himself be a pig for three years, so do you still want to live? Damn, even if it is three years of retreat, I feel uncomfortable thinking of myself like this.
"Wu Dali, hurry up, fat man, my time is very precious. ”
Zhang Fatzi was shocked and scolded Wu Dali. Just scared and scared, threatened. If this bastard is not interesting, Zhang Fatzi plans to do it directly.
"Hmph. There is only one spirit rune of the ninth layer of condensing qi, and after you use it, there will be no hole cards. ”
Wu Dali's eyes kept rolling, obviously thinking about the pros and cons.
He believes that Zhang Fatzi is at most threatening him, and he can't use it at all. If it is used, the fat man will have no other hole cards.
Although he will be injured a little, but after that, he can completely handle the fat man at will.
Bang!
What made Wu Dali's body tremble again was that Zhang Fatzi was not at all as he expected. This guy didn't even think about it, and even with a trace of impatience, plus a trace of impatience, the true qi surged, and the attack spirit rune of the ninth layer of condensation qi was instantly triggered.
"You!"
Wu Dali just wanted to say something, but a huge pressure was suddenly released. It was a pitch-black line, slowly emerging from the rune.
"Fu Feng's?!"
Zhang Fatzi blinked his small eyes, carefully looked at the spirit rune in front of him, and in his hand, he had already prepared the previous elixir that could slow down the true qi.
A heavy coercion, like the ancient Dayue, suppressed Wu was out of breath. All he can do is defend himself!
"What kind of talisman is this?"
A faint thin line, like a very random stroke in an ink painting, was actually integrated into the spirit rune, but it exuded such a terrifying coercion.
Wu Dali's scalp was numb, and the true qi in his body was constantly agitated, used to resist this attack.
The thin black line, fluttering lightly, like a feather, slowly and leisurely fell onto Wu Dali's body.
Bang!
Puff~
Wu Dali felt a huge mountain peak and slammed it on his shoulder. He spurted out a mouthful of blood in response, and stepped an inch deep into the ground under his feet!
The bones in his body began to tremble at this moment, as if they could not bear such pressure at all, and they were about to disperse.
Luckily, it didn't last long.
Puff~
After Wu Dali spurted out a mouthful of blood again, he felt that the pressure on his body began to decrease. Under the heavy pressure just now, his true qi was weak, and there was no way to stop it.
Shout!
And the fat man, who had been ready for a long time on the side, seized the opportunity. In both hands, they grabbed the pills, crushed them with one hand, shook them at Wu Dali, and stuffed them directly at Wu Dali's mouth with the other hand.
Squirt Spray Spray!
Immediately after, the fist was like the wind, bombarding Wu Dali's face.
"Damn, you still dare to be arrogant!"
Wu Dali was angry in his heart, you don't have a spirit rune, and you dare to take the initiative to attack. Isn't this looking for death? Subconsciously, he wanted to use his true qi to suppress Zhang Fatzi, but in an instant, he felt that something was wrong.
"Dead fatty, what did you do to me......"
Bang bang bang!
"Hmph! Do you think the fat man is not prepared? If that's the case, will he rush over? You can make the pig head for the fat man and me for three years, even if Fang doesn't ask, it won't save you!"
Zhang Fatzi opened his bow left and right, waved his small fist extremely quickly, and bombarded Wu vigorously.
"Hmph, fatty, do you really think so?"
But just as Zhang Fatzi's words came, a cold snort came from the sky......