Abyss Express

At the entrance of Shiqiu Hutong, residents of Taiye County saw a sinkhole dug into the stone pavement of the street.

From time to time, there are crackling and crisp explosions in this pit, which are the sound waves caused by Fragrant Fantasy's continuous punches.

The more Jiang Xueming beat him, the more he felt something was wrong. The ghosts and demons' cries of pain did not weaken, and they were still full of energy.

Looking at Hunwei again, the big steel cat caught the demon and punched him so hard that his head fell into the ground.

At first you could still see some bluestone bricks and moss, but later it was yellow mud with pebbles.

Seeing that Immortal Kunwu was about to turn into a diamond digging a well and a hole, his face was covered with mud, but he found the right opportunity to breathe through his mouth and shout out -

"——Hero, spare your life!"

Jiang Xueming heard clearly, and it did not hurt Kunwu's vitality.

This made him feel uneasy. Fragrant Fantasy's fists were always invincible. According to the craniotomy procedure just now, no matter how strong the beast was, it would be completely dead.

He mentioned this guy and took a closer look.

Just two shining eyes opened out of a ball of mud, revealing a vile energy.

Kunwu: "Hey, hey, hey, fellow Taoist. Why did you hit me?"

At this moment, the Immortal was extremely frightened. But he couldn't show it, because of the special ability of the spirit body, he was immune to this extremely powerful physical attack.

However, once the spirit body is called to take the initiative to attack and curse the black monk, if he is beaten to the death gate state and the spirit body is shattered and his mind is lost, it will be a situation that will never be recovered.

"Shouldn't I hit you?!" Jiang Xueming lifted Kunwu up to take a closer look at the demon's face.

As soon as Fengfang Huanmeng blew in, Kunwu's face became clean, and he was unscathed? !

Jiang Xueming felt a little bit broken.

What level of freak is this? Fragrant Fantasy's punch can penetrate at least fifteen millimeters of homogeneous armor, and the skin of a transformed butterfly can be torn apart by hand - this demon can actually attack with his face? Not even the skin is broken?

"SD! You didn't use any force?"

Big Maomao immediately replied: "You tried your best! It really fell on his face!"

“There’s no bone-breaking feeling!”

"Even if you knock on the floor tiles and get out the mud! This head is still hard! Something is wrong! Something is very wrong!"

"Fellow Taoist, how can your external incarnation still speak for itself?" Kunwu pretended to be confused because he understood. Judas had long expressed the specific image of fragrant dreams to the members of the alliance.

It's just that Kunwu was too shocked to see this silver-helmeted tiger - he had to talk some useless nonsense to redirect his will to fight.

"Hey, hey hey."

Kunwu's face was rosy, but he didn't have a piece of good cloth all over his body. The moment Fang Fang Huan Meng caught him by the neck, he really thought he was going to die.

Thanks to the super power of [Changing Fate Against Heaven]!

My external incarnation is nothing...

Before Kunwu could set a flag in his heart, a hot and powerful hand had already pressed down on his head.

Jiang Xueming tried to activate the power of fragrant dreams to hypnotize this rotten meat that was inaccessible to oil and salt.

But a few seconds passed.

Kunwu didn't seem to be affected at all!

"Fellow Taoist?" Kunwu couldn't resist. Although his arms were free, he raised his hand to push, but was immediately intercepted by Jiang Xueming.

Regardless of speed, strength, accuracy and nerve reflexes, Kun Wu is far from Jiang Xueming's opponent.

The moment he recognized the gunsmith, his will to fight almost completely collapsed.

But what about the current situation?

It seems that this guy is not as scary as Judas said...

"Fellow Taoist, why are you scratching my face? It's so rude."

Jiang Xueming had no intention of taking back his palm. As time passed by, the monster didn't look sleepy at all?

The BOSS's body will gradually fall into a deep sleep after being continuously hypnotized. But there is no effect against this guy?

Is he a pure spirit?

Is he more powerful than Aohun Mingde?

Is he also immortal?

Is he immune to psychic powers?

he……

Xueming was still guessing about the enemy's abilities, but his mental strength was quickly depleted like a floodgate opening.

"How can it be!"

Jiang Xueming's eyes were blank, and when he took his palm back, it was too late.

He fell into a short-lived death's door state, which was a sign of exhaustion of spiritual energy, a neurasthenia of being trapped, powerless, afraid of sound and light, and even the joints of his hands and feet began to stiffen.

Kunwu breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the fellow Taoist to the side of the road with a gentle push.

Jiang Xueming looked at this powerful enemy in disbelief - and finally reacted.

This guy has no master's demeanor and no regard for dignity and honor. He has such weird and powerful psychic powers, but he uses them to intimidate ordinary people.

Very strong! Very very strong!

Xueming is convinced that this type of opponent is the most difficult target to deal with.

In an extremely intense combat environment, the most important thing is to save life and kill the enemy. Other elements are just icing on the cake and cannot provide help in times of need.

Kunwu's camouflage can easily remind people of other things, and his behavior is incompatible with the strict hierarchical society of Chabon.

In Daxia, people want both face and dignity - there are even Bai Mu and others who lost their lives for a face.

But Xueming didn't expect that Kunwu was a time traveler.

This demon doesn't care about face or these red tapes at all.

This illusion became Kunwu's natural protective color, and by chance, Xueming misjudged the enemy's situation.

This is a real enemy with a powerful soul!

His ability to use psychic energy to save his life is almost miraculous!

"You are a member of the Alliance..."

When Xueming thought of this, he was a little stunned. He could not connect Pellerini, Fay, and George Joshua, members of the guild, with the leader in front of him.

The personalities of these immortals are too strong, and their postures are like falcons in the sky. Even George, a humble man, would never beg a prostitute to agree with his reasoning.

These characters, who are outside the long river of history, always observe human beings and their food from the perspective of overlooking all living beings.

"Gunsmith." Kunwu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression, "I thought it wasn't you."

"I didn't expect it was really you."

"It seems that you can't believe everything Judas said, you are still alive."

Jiang Xueming leaned against the doorpost of the shop, his chest heaving violently. He still couldn't figure out what Kun Wu's ability was.

Why was all his spiritual energy consumed in just a few dozen seconds?

Why?

Kunwu continued: "Fellow Taoist, you look a little weak. Are your kidneys bad? Are you old?"

Xueming didn't speak.

"Do you want to consider changing to a physical body?" Kunwu walked around to the other side and changed the angle towards the sun, so that he could see the gunsmith's complexion better.

He still didn't dare to take action. [Changing Fate Against Heaven] had almost no ability to take the initiative to attack. If he wanted to kill the gunsmith in an instant, he had to be absolutely sure.

This King of Hell has more than 20,000 lives in his hands. Just this name can make Kunwu retreat.

Kunwu's change of direction was even more incredible to Xueming.

This guy! Actually standing in the sunshine!

He is a blood-giving monster! An immortal!

An ogre with the mark of Vita! You can actually stand in the sun!

For a moment, Xueming even thought that he was hallucinating.

This guy Kunwu actually has his back to the sun!

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry all of a sudden?" Kunwu said with a mean smile: "My religious business is from a well-known and decent family. Is it weird for me, the leader of the church, to stand under the sun?"

"You seem to have really lost your strength, or are you just pretending? Just wait until I get within your sixteen-meter shooting range and beat me up again? What do you think? Gunsmith... "

Jiang Xueming still didn't reply. His mental damage will not be treated for a while, and he will not be able to support physical movement. It all depends on these strong muscles.

If he calls for fragrant fantasy again, he may lose control of his heart rate and die suddenly on the spot.

At this time, a good-looking guy walked out of the store. He was the long-term employee of the candy shop in Shiqiu Hutong.

The long-term worker came to see the excitement, and when he got closer, he saw Master Kunwu clearly and shouted immediately.

"Grandpa! Why are you here? Are you discussing with fellow Taoists again? Hey..."

Before he finished speaking, Chang Gong fell down and lay at Jiang Xueming's feet.

Xueming couldn't understand this sudden change at all.

Changgong's face is rosy and his blood is strong. He didn't appear to have suffered any damage, but his sleeping posture looked as if he had been attacked by the soul power of a fragrant dream!

Could it be said that Kunwu can use illusions? Didn't I catch him just now? Are you grabbing someone else's head?

At the same time, a dozen or so balls of brilliant blood suddenly exploded in the crowd surrounding the alley.

Women with children crowded forward, and when they heard the voice of Master Kunwu, they immediately called out sweetly.

"My benefactor! My benefactor! Are you out to play again? The weather is very nice! I'll bring your godson here! We're in love! Why don't you take a look!"

At this moment, a bone-deep gap opened between the woman's eyebrows, and the scattered bone fragments became deadly hidden weapons, hitting the dense crowd.

The child in the woman's arms became a human bomb, as if it was blown to pieces by an invisible fist!

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…

Wu Xiuwen and Zhao Jianxiong followed Mr. Ba to find the messenger and asked him to go to the school grounds of the prefect's residence to report the news and call Mr. Qian over.

As a result, when the three of them arrived at the gate of the mansion, they saw that the messenger was paralyzed and his legs were broken. He seemed to have fallen from three or four floors and was screaming in pain.

Wu Xiuwen couldn't understand this, so he wanted to ask the boss, but he hadn't spoken yet.

The skull of the messenger swelled, and a grinning blue-skinned Yaksha imp jumped out of it. He yelled fiercely and quickly flew away without a trace.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the messenger, he had a big hole in his head and could not survive.

"This...why is this?" Wu Xiuwen became nervous.

Mr. Ba sighed and said, "It's a good thing, it's all a good thing."

Zhao Jianxiong, like Wu Xiuwen, has awakened his spiritual power and can clearly see the appearance of the Yaksha girl.

"A good thing? This is obviously a demon harming people!"

"Hero, you don't know something." The general explained the reason clearly: "This is the magical power of Master Kunwu."

"Xiao Li (the messenger) lost his father when he was young, and his family has no supporter. He also lost two fingers due to a work injury in the blacksmith shop."

"The leader of Kunwu found his mother, Mrs. Liu, and talked about this matter - it turned out that the leader was infertile."

"Earlier, Ms. Liu went to the Yin Yang Qiankun Temple to seek Taoist connections. She was one of the good believers. When she was young, she should have had physical contact with the leader and they were considered Taoist companions."

"Later, Taiye's caravan was restructured, and the craftsmanship of porcelain girls could no longer be sold. The leader wanted to embroider girls, and he also lost contact with the Liu family."

"I found out that the family was not doing well. The leader recognized Xiao Li as his godson and cured his severed finger. He didn't charge a cent - there was only one side effect."

Wu Xiuwen asked in surprise: "Is this the side effect? ​​Crushed skulls, body explosions, and death without a complete body?"

The boss shook his head.

"No, no, no, this is a good thing. This is considered a filial piety."

"This side effect is that one day, when the leader encounters disaster, his son must help to prevent it."

"So that's a good thing."

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…

Xueming could vaguely guess the true ability of this [defying the will of heaven and changing one's fate].

Just like its name, it literally means.

It can really turn things around on a physical level, deflect damage, and steal people's luck!

After being blessed by the elixir, Kunwu is like the ultimate kidnapper. In this Taiye City, countless people have become his flesh and blood.

Fragrant Dream's punches all hit these common people!

No wonder his spirit collapsed in an instant. Only then did Xueming realize that he was not hypnotizing Kunwu just now, but hypnotizing dozens or hundreds of different ordinary people.

Hunwei's true ability was revealed, so Kunwu simply stopped pretending.

"Want to continue the fight? Gunsmith?"

"I know you are capable. Judas will look up to you and specifically told me that if I meet your spirit body, don't talk nonsense and run away."

"But now why do I feel..."

Kunwu scratched his head and suddenly hugged a young man on the roadside.

"Hey, look at him, look at this monk, does he look like a dog?"

"Hahaha, hahahaha!" The young man opened his mouth, and Yasha sister got into his stomach through Kunwu's sleeves.

Kunwu also clapped his hands and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard! Hahahahahahahaha! Why is Judah so young? Isn't that right? Gunsmith?"

Jiang Xueming really couldn't understand Kun Wu's mind.

This kind of lunatic seems to do nothing strange.

"After being scolded, you don't even have the energy to talk back! Look at how useless you are! Mr. Jiang! Listen to me! I know you!"

"You're just a bullshit seller!"

"What are you arrogant about?"

"Run away! I will show mercy and spare your life!" Kunwu mentioned the condition, "But there is an explanation."

"With so many villagers watching, you dragged me down from the third floor, don't you feel any guilt at all?"

"I want you to say sorry, and I want you to say it loudly! Thank you, brother Kunwu! Do you understand? Thank you, brother Kunwu! From now on, you and I are brothers! We can learn from each other!"

Xueming didn't even have the energy to talk back. His mind could hardly move. He used to be able to stand upright by leaning on the wood, but now his body would tilt to the side involuntarily.

He mentally calculated the reserve of the panacea and saved it along the way, with more than 700 milliliters left.

With Kunwu's overbearing soul power and intricate personal connections, almost all the soldiers in Taiye City will become enemies.

"You just used your incarnation to hit my godson and grandson with one punch after another." Kunwu patted his heart: "Do you know how distressed I am? How many lives have been lost to the people of Taiye when you hit them? ? It’s so unforgivable, don’t you feel guilty at all?”

"You are about to run away. There are still Xiangxiang and Zhao Jianying watching on the third floor..."

Kunwu chuckled softly and spoke lip language.

"Gunsmith..."

"Be friends with me, smoke, drink and beat your wife together. Judas is afraid of you, but I am not. If Judas wants to deal with you, I am different - a big picture, a big cause."

"Understand the applause."