Hundreds of streamers flew up from all directions, like hornets that had been stabbed in their nests, and they all shot towards Fang Ping's side. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Such a scene of excitement made Fang Ping's heart cold, and he felt that he was on the wrong side.

"Huzi! I'll rely on Huzi to come quickly! Your master can't stand it!!"

"Whew~~"

As soon as these words came out, an earth-shattering tiger roar was immediately heard not far from the garrison fortress, and the Split-Winged Flying Tiger's wings burst into bursts, rushing towards Fang Ping at a speed several times that of the Netherworld disciples.

Hehe, the chief commander never fights a battle for which he is not prepared.

Turning over and riding on the tiger's back, Fang Ping found a comfortable position to sit firmly with his back to the tiger's head, and then patted the buttocks of the Split-Wing Flying Tiger: "Huzi, you just fly, and I'll take care of the rest." Don't fly too fast, it's boring to let these people catch up. ”

"Whew~~ (Yes!sir!)"

The Split-Wing Flying Tiger agreed, this was what Fang Ping had taught it, even though the Tiger didn't know what a "chief" was.

Call~~

The wings flapped into a whirlwind, holding a man and a tiger into the air quickly. Seeing that Fang Ping was about to run, the Netherworld disciples immediately turned around and chased after them again.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of pulling the bolt came out, and at some point, Fang Ping had already grasped Barrett, the core of the gun mold, in his hand.

I have to say that the powerful body endowed by "Aragami Jue" has a strong auxiliary effect on the use of firearms, at least relying on Fang Ping in the Earth period, it is impossible to aim and shoot with Barrett empty-handed.

"Don't keep your hands when the Netherworld belongs! This son destroys my garrison fortress and kills my fellow disciples! I will definitely kill him on the spot! Draw out his three souls and seven spirits! Feed the Yin ghosts! Sacrifice and refine magic weapons!!Kill, kill!!"

In the crowd chasing Fang Ping, an old man in a pitch-black robe with disheveled hair turned red and roared like crazy.

Li Wuji, one of the pioneer elders of the Netherworld Purgatory, is also the general of the mountain guard of the Longyin Mountain garrison fortress.

The destruction of the fortress he was responsible for was a great shame for a guard! If it was the Yama Ghost Sect that launched a surprise attack, it would be forgotten, his grandmother was a bear, and what the hell did a garbage rookie on the second floor of Qi refining destroy it?!

"Whoever kills this son, he will be rewarded with a hundred high-grade spirit stones!"

Li Wuxian was obviously extremely angry, and he wanted to completely kill Fang Ping no matter what!

One hundred high-grade spirit stones, this is one million low-grade spirit stones, such a heavy reward is enough to make any monk's eyes red.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

With the temptation of the spirit stone, hundreds of Netherworld disciples were like being beaten with chicken blood, and the Yuan Force of their whole bodies surged, completely driving their speed to the limit. At the same time, the magic trick in his hand was quickly pinched out, and many magic weapons covered the sky and the sun, and they all shot towards Fang Ping quickly.

"Damn, do you want this, brother!"

Seeing the thousands of attacks coming like a stormy wave, Fang Ping suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, secretly scolding Li for being shameless and shameless, and at the same time, he made the Split-Wing Flying Tiger instantly increase his speed, narrowly avoiding this round of spell shooting.

"Old immortal thing! Let your mouth be so cheap, eat Lao Tzu's bullet first!"

Raise your gun.

"Bang!"

The strong recoil made Fang Ping's shoulders tremble, and in the next second, a pair of pupils instantly dilated.

"What?!"

I saw that the bullet from the spear ** hit the center of Li Wuxian accurately, but what was surprising was that the bursting bullet that could shatter Brother Jindan with one blow was actually smashed into a discus by that brain?!

"Nima, is this old thing's physical strength already reaching M-level?!The bursting magazine can't penetrate it?!" Fang Ping scolded helplessly. He guessed correctly, as the Netherworld Purgatory Pioneer Elder and the defender of Longyin Mountain, his cultivation without a trace had already reached the realm of distraction. At this level, even if Barrett has been upgraded to a low-grade spiritual weapon with the core of the gun mold, its power is not enough to break through the enemy's defenses.

Under the locking of his divine sense, Li Wuxian accurately captured Fang Ping's shock at that moment, and his heart couldn't help but feel slightly refreshed, and he said loudly: "Son of the Yama Ghost Sect! Even if you have the help of the Split-Winged Flying Tiger, it will never be possible to escape from the old man's palm! I advise you to stop and beg for mercy as soon as possible! If your attitude is acceptable, we can also consider leaving you a whole corpse!!......!"

"Otherwise, your mother!!"

Without waiting for Li Wuxian to finish speaking, Fang Ping directly scolded him with a classic anger. The world is not dead, and you will not surrender to death! If you want Lao Tzu to beg for mercy, you are also worthy?!

"Bang!"

Barrett fired again, but this time it was aimed at a disciple next to Li Wuji. However......

"Ding!"

Just as Fang Ping was about to enjoy the blood rain in the sky, a crisp sound of gold and iron interlaced came from the air, and the bullets ...... Blocked again!

"Wow shit! You sluts, do you want to be so cheap?!"

Looking at the pale yellow light mask that appeared in front of the crowd, Fang Ping's head darkened, and he couldn't help but scold again.

Seeing his loveless expression, Li Wuxian who was holding a huge steel shield suddenly felt refreshed, and shouted: "Hahahaha! Boy, aren't you crazy! Crazy with the old man again! The ants still want to fight back, it's just a fool's dream!"

Fang Ping's face gradually became gloomy, and he was talking about a dream? This was clearly trampling on the dignity of the chief commander of the WTR!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully purchasing the Primary Armor Set x1 and G15 Blaster Grenade x100, costing a total of 11000 Fame. ”

"Rookies of Netherworld Purgatory!Today Lao Tzu will let you experience for yourself, what is a run!!"

With a roar, Fang Ping had already stood up from the back of the Split-Winged Flying Tiger. Followed by

"Hum~"

The space around him fluctuated slightly, and immediately, a pitch-black figure appeared from it.

"There is actually a helper?" Li Wuxian frowned slightly, and his divine sense was secretly frightened. "No, it's a corpse puppet......! Hiss~~ It's actually a corpse puppet of the Shadow Clan?!"

"Hmph, the old thing is quite knowledgeable. ”

Seeing Li Wuxian's surprised expression, Fang Ping knew that he recognized the identity of this corpse puppet of his own, which was the corpse of the Yuan Infant Stage Shadow Clan that Cang Ling'er had rewarded a few days ago.

After a day and a night of careful training, the corpse at this time had turned into a powerful corpse puppet with a strength comparable to that of a foundation building monk. Of course, this strength does not refer to the building of a foundation, but to ......

"Huh~"

Just when many Nether disciples were surprised by the identity of the pitch-black figure, the Shadow Clan corpse puppet wearing a primary armor suit full of grenades hung by Fang Ping, with a terrifying expression, suddenly disappeared, and for a while, it was impossible to detect even the divine sense.

That's right, it's Shadow Escape again!

Although the corpse puppet body only left the supernatural power before his death, it was enough.

"Hee-hee!" Fang Ping's mouth grinned, revealing two rows of miserable white teeth, and the eyes that looked at the group of Netherworld disciples were like vicious wolves breaking into a flock of sheep, greedy and bloodthirsty.

Right now......

"Happy hour is about to begin!"