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Chapter 34 Big Anger, Strange Monster

When Feng Yun returned with the locust bark, he noticed that the situation of Fatty and Yan Qilin was not optimistic.

In the illusion, there are endless ghosts, which is enough for the two of them to deal with, not to mention that even the monster is mixed with the ghosts now.

"Whoosh..."

With the help of illusion, monsters appear and disappear, and Yan Qilin's several offensives have been in vain.

In the white mist, a monster appeared from behind Yan Qilin, raised his leg and kicked towards Yan Qilin's side face.

"Damn it, what kind of shitty world is this? Weasels are learning martial arts and playing hand-to-hand combat?"

The fat man picked up a gravestone from nowhere, and slapped the yellow leather child while cursing.

However, the yellow-skinned boy didn't dodge or dodge, and just fought hard for such a blow.

Fortunately, Yan Qilin reacted quickly, waved his hand to block, and then punched him.

It's no wonder that Fatty made such remarks. After all, monsters use magic in the general impression, and monsters who know martial arts are rare.

Moreover, when they fought against this monster, both of them could tell that this monster's boxing skills were indeed very professional.

Whip legs, punch punches, and punch well.

What made the two of them even more troublesome was that this guy was very savage and didn't defend at all, which was obviously a desperate style of play.

This caused the two of them to take a few solid blows very quickly, and the flaws that were exposed almost allowed Yin Ling to take advantage of the loopholes.

Finally seeing Feng Yun came back, the fat man swung the brick and threw it at the yellow-skinned boy's head, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Boss, this guy fights so fucking hard, I suspect he is Feng Yuxiu, he can't be beaten at all!"

Just as the fat man said, Feng Yun soon saw that the yellow man was neither dodging nor dodging, and rushed forward with his head stunned.

He was obviously slapped on the forehead by the fat man, but the yellow-skinned man still had no intention of retreating, chasing and beating the fat man frantically.

"A weasel learning martial arts?"

The strange feeling in Feng Yun's heart became stronger and stronger. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Hold on, I'll be right away!"

After replying to the fat man, Feng Yun immediately put the piece of locust bark in front of him, then bit the blood on his fingertips, and began to draw on the bark of the locust tree.

After a while, on the bark of the locust tree, a handsome weasel jumped into view.

Next to it, Feng Yun specially wrote down his name: Second Master of the Huang Family.

With image and fame, the most important foundation has been achieved.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yun clasped his index finger and ring finger with his thumbs, and then clasped his middle finger and little finger together, forming a special handprint.

This is the 'God Seal', and it is mostly used among disciples who go out on horseback.

This belongs to the unique technique of the Horse Sect, invite the real immortals of the Bao family, and invite ghost soldiers and ghost generals.

Although Feng Yun was not an expert, in his opinion, this was the best way to deal with it.

Being famous is like setting up a hall for Huang Xian here.

Then please Er Ye, to erase the ancestral name of this rebellious descendant, Huang Pizi, go to the genealogy, cut off his cultivation, and naturally everything will be fine.

Soon, Feng Yun stomped his right foot on the ground, and then spoke plausibly:

"There is a yin in the yang, this thing is just like the gold in the water, the gold and the water are born and reborn, know this mysterious ghost.

The second master of the Huang family has orders to chase away! "

The moment Feng Yun opened his mouth, the fat man looked this way curiously.

Feng Yun's voice was very strange, and it was completely different from ordinary speech.

"The director can actually speak shaman words, this is the shaman's equestrian skills!"

Hearing what the fat man said, Yan Qilin asked while busy dealing with the crazy yellow man:
"how do you know?"

"Nonsense, I don't care where I grew up. If you haven't eaten pork, you must have seen pigs run away!"

At the moment when Feng Yun exited the word 'by-by', the yellow leather portrait on the bark of the locust tree unexpectedly flashed a golden light that should not be noticed.

But then Feng Yun frowned, and he turned his attention to Huang Pizi who was fighting Yan Qilin, but saw that Huang Pizi had no effect, and was still madly attacking the two of them.

It stands to reason that under the authority of the second master of the Huang family, this Huang Pizi should have had his ancestral name wiped out by now, and it is impossible for him to have any more demonic methods.

But now the illusion still exists, and Huang Pizi is not damaged at all.

This made Feng Yun a little puzzled, and he looked at the locust bark next to him suspiciously.

However, at this time, the portrait of the yellow fairy on the bark of the locust tree quickly faded...

Weird!

Feng Yun doubted himself a little now, did he do something wrong?

But he was entrusted with the heavenly order anyway, and he knew that he would never make such a low-level mistake, so where did the problem arise?

Looking at Huang Pizi who was getting more and more arrogant and gaining the upper hand not far away, Feng Yun frowned.

"Director, what's the situation now, this guy is getting more and more aggressive!"

Fatty's voice came from a distance, he had been chased and beaten for a long time.

It seems that Huang Pizi also knows that Yan Qilin is not easy to mess with, so he only picks the fat man as a soft persimmon.

The clothes on the fat man's back were already scratched and tattered, and there were quite a few scratches on his body.

This is thanks to Fatty's flexibility, otherwise he would have been planted long ago.

Feng Yun's brows were furrowed for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and then suddenly opened.

He stared at the yellow-skinned boy, gritted his teeth, and cursed:
"This dog is so weird, it's pretending to be Huangpizi here?"

"Snapped!"

While speaking, Feng Yun violently kicked the locust bark standing in front of him to the ground.

"Fortunately, I still want to give you face, you don't want face for you bastard!"

As soon as he said that, Feng Yun's feet suddenly exerted force, and quickly rushed into the Yin Spirit.

The cinnabar on Feng Yun's eyebrows glowed red again, and then Feng Yun made a tactic with both hands, and the thunder in his palm appeared again.

"Get out of the way! I'll meet it!"

Feng Yun shouted loudly, Fatty and Yan Qilin stepped back one after another.

"Stuffy gourd, what did the director say just now, pretending to be Huang Pizi?"

Yan Qilin nodded suspiciously, apparently he also didn't understand what Feng Yun meant.

"Counterfeiting? Isn't this a yellow skin? What could it be?"

With the effort of the two of them, Feng Yun had already approached the monster.

Yang Wulei's power was still rising in Feng Yun's hands. Seeing this, the monster rushed over again with grinning teeth.

"boom!"

Feng Yun slapped the monster's chest unceremoniously, and with a scream, the monster fell to the ground hard.

This yelling made the fat man very beautiful:
"Fuck me, Chief, why didn't you act sooner if you have this ability, let's see what it called me..."

However, Feng Yunben wanted to properly handle this matter by erasing his ancestral name, and this method was the easiest and most convenient.

But whoever imagined it, it was useless.

Although outrageous, Feng Yun quickly thought of a possibility.

This thing is probably not yellow leather, but has been pretending.

But having said that, this is too weird, isn't it worth pretending to be a weasel spirit?
What is this number?
For a while, Feng Yun couldn't think of a reason, but he was really angry because of this incident.

After all, it is self-evident from his current posture of palm thunder...

(End of this chapter)