Chapter 289 A Vast Green Grassland

Fang Zheng had always felt that,

This so-called mansion owner must be a ninja turtle.

To be able to tolerate what ordinary people can't.

For example, he repeatedly provoked the other party, not even willing to give this mansion owner, who had never been masked, but never showed up.

How can I fight you if you don't show up?

How can I hold you back?

Who should I talk to about my 1.2 million yuan business?

"Mansion owner, your hat is quite big. Hehe, it's like a vast green grassland..."

"Mansion owner, are you really not going to take your hat?"

"Hey, mansion owner, are you really a turtle ninja?"

"I wonder if the governor has noticed that when he looked at the first lady, his eyes were a little different... Well, I just wanted to ask, is mansion owner's brother really close?"

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"Sure enough, as wise and wise as the head of the household, how could he be easily angered by a word or two? Mansion owner is more intelligent than the sky and has a mind that can carry a boat. He is a ninja turtle and can tolerate what ordinary people can't bear. Forget it, I'll go talk to 35 little sisters of the bride. Bye, mansion owner." Fang Zheng picked up the box and jumped off the platform.

At this time, there were several pale Paper pricking nearby, close to Fang Zheng.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The knife box in his hand was like a pile-driving machine, directly smashing the three Paper pricking in front of him to death on the spot.

Ordinary soul + 1, + 1, + 1.

Two months ago, he was not afraid of one-on-one with these Paper pricking. Now, he didn't even have the right to cut him, so he just smashed him to death with a box of knives.

Along the way, a few pale-faced Paper pricking swooped at Fang Zheng, all killed by the knife boxes in Fang Zheng's hands like a pile-driving machine.

One step! Two steps! Three steps!

Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer to the thirty-five brides on the stage when he gradually put away his playful smile and said in a low voice, "Are you still alive?"

"I'm here to take you home..."

"Your family has been waiting for you to come home, and the world outside has never forgotten you..."

"No sound? Ah..."

Fang Zheng let out a low sigh and saw the coldness in his eyes getting colder and colder. At the same time, there was a chilling and dangerous smell rising rapidly from his body.

Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer to where the thirty-five brides were. As Fang Zheng approached, suddenly!

Whoosh!

There was a whistling wind behind him, and the dangerous aura on his body was getting higher and higher, and Fang Zheng, with his cold eyes as cold as lightning, did not dodge it. He grabbed one end of the box with one hand, stretched his arm, and hit the thing behind him with the other end of the box.

Knock!

The ground shook violently under his feet because he could not bear the strength of both sides. It was obvious how strong the strength was. Both sides were shaken apart by each other, and Fang Zheng's arm went numb.

And with this collision, in an instant, the sand and stones, the scenery tree in the villa, fluttering the rope and falling the leaves, at the same time, the sky also fell large boulders, as well as fragments of the wall, horrible! Fang Zheng was attacked by a nearby building that had sprung up from the ground!

The sneak attack just now was an arm-like stone pillar that fell heavily from the sky.

However, the tiles and fragments of broken walls that had been shattered from the pavilion by the shock of the knife box immediately turned into paper clip fragments as soon as they left the main building.

"Old black mountain demon?!"

In the face of the loft rising from the ground, Fang Zheng was startled. The classic version of' beauty and ghost' in 87 automatically appeared in his mind.

But looking at the pieces of paper on the ground, Fang Zheng was not surprised.

In fact, when he had killed the second master, Fang Zheng had already had some vague guesses. It wasn't until the guests became Paper pricking that his guess was finally confirmed. Everything here was paperbound, including people, buildings, tables and chairs. None of it was true.

The gravekeeper turned himself into a Paper pricking, and there was no reason not to burn himself a paper palace and a maid.

Since ancient times, Paper pricking and paper rooms have been burned together in the graves as a sacrifice.

Although Fang Zheng was shaken out and his arms were numb, he was not physically hurt. The loft that rose from the ground, in the air, blew with a loud wind, raised its arms like a stone pillar, and hit Fang Zheng again.

Fang Zheng looked at the thirty-five motionless brides behind him.

"Good timing!"

Not only was he unafraid, but he was also growing stronger. It was an indomitable momentum.

Yan huang di, how heroic, with one enemy hundred people not timid.

If a man is not timid, then he will be avenged. Look at my chinese blood.

The blood of a man is strong, and his heart is as strong as iron.

Carrying a gold knife and wearing a white jade jue, he devoured the beautiful chieftain and drank the blood of luo sha...

- "General order. Men's way."

The box is open! The blade is out!

Fang Zheng let out a long whistle and carried a Ghost head knife. His feet thumped like a giant elephant on the ground, taking the initiative to fight.

At this moment, he pushed his strength to the extreme, and the half-man Ghost head knife flashed with a snow-white light, which was unique to the cold metallic luster. He rushed towards the loft with a murderous spirit.

Boom!

A huge crash broke through the heavy stone pillars that had been hit by the wind and waves, and they were twisted by the light of a knife, and the soil crumbled in an instant, then turned into light pieces of paper, falling to the ground.

At this time, the floating pavilions, and three stone pillars flew to the feet of Fang Zheng, with the sound of the heavy pressure of the wind.

Fang's face was fearless, and his eyes were like sharp blades. He stepped on the ground, blew up rocks and leaves, and then turned them into pieces of paper.

Fang Zheng flew to the loft above his head and chopped three large stone pillars.

Boom! Boom!

In the air, there was a flash of white lightning. It was the light of the knife in Fang Zheng's hand, driven by extreme force, reaching its maximum. When the sky broke three stone pillars in the air.

Bang bang!

The stone pillar exploded and broke apart. Once it was separated from the main body, it turned into pieces of paper, which were all vulnerable to a single blow in front of the ghost head knife.

Fang Zheng's castration did not lessen. He was like a bolt of cold electricity through the air, thump! There was a huge crack in the wall, and Fang Zheng flew straight into the attic with a knife and a man.

No one could see the situation in the attic, only to hear the incessant explosions in the attic, the cracks in the walls, the collapse of a large number of roofs, everything was cracking in the earth and rocks, everywhere was exploding.

The floating attic was becoming more and more dilapidated and crumbling from the inside.

Boom! A sky-high flame erupted from every crack in the building, enveloped in a billowing heat wave, and the air was filled with the strong smell of burning paper.

Like a palace of fire.

Bang!

The palace of fire fell heavily from the air, without any great momentum as expected, only the paper room that collapsed in the flames.

There was a twist in the flames, and a shadowy black figure with a long knife walked out step by step like a flame killing god. It was Fang Zheng who was completely unscathed.

Mu ran, he looked up at the sky!

Four or five lofts flew up in the villa, and in an instant there were dozens of thick stone pillars, like the scene of the apocalypse, which were crushed in unison towards Fang Zheng, who was walking out of the flames with a knife.

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