Chapter 1371

Swallowing heaven will definitely tie Zheng Feiyue in place. Wang Tong, who has become an old man, grits his teeth and looks like he is going to die with Zheng Feiyue.

The butcher crossed his knees and put two long knives across his knees to control the fire.

All kinds of war puppets produced by the puppet sect, under the control of the paper Taoist, seem to be alive, either flexibly, fiercely, or maliciously killing Zheng leap forward.

The three gold medals came out together.

Hundreds of meters around have become extinct. The deep-sea overhaul retreated hundreds of meters away are the elite who have experienced many battles. At the moment, I know that rushing in is not helpful, so I can only wait anxiously outside.

"Swordfish, do you think the crazy shark can hold on?"

Someone asked.

Swordfish looked unhappy: "the boss is a talent of heaven. At present, he hasn't come up with the means to press the bottom of the box. Is there any reason why he can't hold it? Besides, have you ever seen the boss lose?!"

"That said... But it's three gold medals after all!"

That's humane.

"What about the gold medal..." the swordfish snorted and disapproved, but somehow, the latter half of the words couldn't be said.

Is the gold medal really that bad?

They are the people who stand at the top of the world and control the life and death of countless people. As long as they lift their feet, they can make the world tremble.

What will happen if the boss defeats three with one?

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Unrest is growing.

Panic is spreading.

In the Jedi, a stone elephant roared, several tall bodies were extremely tall and straight, and the thick elephant legs stepped down like a mountain peak.

Zheng Feiyue, who was being suppressed by Wang Tong, whispered: "invincible golden body."

Golden light!

Gold spread to Zheng Feiyue's whole body like fuel. His golden eyelids didn't even lift. Shi Xiang's big feet stepped on him and didn't move.

Click~

Cracks appeared on the soles of the stone elephant's feet, staggered back, and finally fell to the ground and turned into countless stones.

meanwhile.

The paper Taoist drove the sword tiger and the sword ape to attack and kill from the left and right. The cold and shiny sword fell on the golden body and collapsed into pieces.

The paper Taoist looks ugly.

Wang Tong's face was even more ugly. He said discontentedly, "don't use this gadget. Take some real skills!"

He and the butcher, one with the magic power of swallowing heaven to limit Zheng Feiyue, and the other with the power of the Taoist source of karma to limit Zheng Feiyue, were unable to use other attack means, and could only place their hope on the paper Taoist.

However, the paper Taoist has words of suffering.

Although he was proficient in the way of puppet, his real skill was above curse. When he met Zheng Feiyue, most of his skills were wasted.

Want him to show real skills?

It's useless!

As time goes by, Wang Tong and the butcher are getting more and more difficult.

In particular, Wang Tong's determination to swallow the sky is swallowing himself while swallowing the enemy. It can be seen that Zheng Feiyue is still alive. I'm afraid he will be dragged into a corpse first.

"What kind of monster is this guy, more resistant than me?"

Wang Tong muttered in his heart.

On the other side, the butcher was sweating.

He urged the fire of karma and kept burning Zheng Feiyue's soul, but he could not keep it. Wang Tong said that Daoyuan was blocking it, but the butcher always felt wrong. He didn't notice the power of the Tao source, but felt a mysterious energy, which isolated the burning of his karma.

Sweat dripped down. The butcher couldn't help shouting, "Lao Wang, the situation is wrong. This boy is very evil. He should have a special magic power to restrain my karma."

The bad news came again.

Wang Tong's face was very ugly. Before coming, the headquarters made a careful plan considering that Zheng Feiyue had several ways of cultivation, and there were eight pole magic skills and invincible gold body.

Wang Tong's swallowing heaven can definitely limit level 8 magic skills.

The curse power of the paper Taoist can weaken Zheng Feiyue's Taoism.

As for the butcher's business fire, it can greatly contain the invincible golden body, which makes Zheng Feiyue worry about himself.

It can be said that the ability to collect these three gold medals is closely linked. No matter how evil Zheng Feiyue is, he can only be caught with his hands tied.

But when I handed it in, I found that it was not at all.

The curse of the paper Taoist was directly abolished when he met the power of the Taoist source. The butcher's karma was not exhausted, not to mention swallowing the sky. Wang Tong suspected that Zheng Feiyue had deliberately let himself suck it.

Why?

What the hell is this guy up to?

Wang Tong doesn't know. He has already retreated. At the same time, he hates Liu Qingmang. The information given by the despicable man is obviously inaccurate. They have been deceived!

While Wang Tong was wondering how to get away, he saw a scene that made him vomit blood.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, the paper Taoist put his hand into the wooden box, threw out dozens of puppet war animals at one breath, and then ran away without looking back.

I ran first!

"Asshole..." Wang Tong gnashed his teeth and knew that there was no hope of turning over. He squeezed out an embarrassing smile on his old face. "Zheng, Lord Zheng, the situation has not worsened. You and I have no casualties. How about stopping?"

Zheng Feiyue smiled strangely: "if you want to fight, you can stop. What do you think of me?"

Wang Tong's face was ugly and said in a low voice, "we were also bewitched by Liu Qingmang. All the plans were his idea... You are angry in your heart. It's bad luck to find him. To tell you the truth, I don't like that man. I can help you."

Zheng Feiyue narrowed his eyes and said, "lead him out and let me kill him myself. Can you do it?"

Wang Tong's face changed greatly. He gritted his teeth and said, "it's a great crime to kill the gold medal. How can it be so? I can teach him a lesson at most. Killing will cross the border."

"I'm the overlord on the east coast. The headquarters sent three gold medals to deal with me. Isn't it a cross boundary?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Wang Tong knew he was wrong, but he still said, "to break the sky, we just ask Lord Zheng to help solve the trouble of tianluoteng. It will never hurt your life."

"I know who Liu Qingmang is best. This time he tried his best. It can't be out of selflessness." Zheng Feiyue shook his head slowly. "I'm afraid he still wants to return to the east bank to control lightning."

Wang Tong was silent.

Liu Qingmang's mind can also be guessed. Both sides have tacit understanding. Whether they cheat or use strength, as long as Zheng Feiyue is brought back to his base camp, he can't decide whether to live or die.

They are all smart people who don't speak too clearly.

Wang Tong also knew that it was difficult to get away with just a few words. He simply ruthlessly said, "since Lord Zheng doesn't want to shake hands and make peace, let's spend it. I'd like to see what means you have?"

Zheng Feiyue laughed at the speech and said, "isn't it cool to suck for so long?"

Wang Tong was calm and did not speak.

Zheng Feiyue continued: "speaking, my mentor has the same surname as you. He felt the supreme truth of heaven and earth on the night of wind and thunder, and then understood the profound meaning of the eight poles. Do you know what they are?"

Wang Tong said faintly, "I'm not easy to be familiar with Wang. I only know three of the eight extreme mysteries, namely, suction, reliance and giving up. As for the ultimate mysteries, I haven't seen them yet."

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "the ultimate meaning of the eight poles is not mysterious."

"Oh?"

"One word, Yang!"