Here Lies The Wicked

Square has always felt,

This so-called homeowner must be a ninja turtle.

It's unbearable.

For example, he repeatedly provoked each other to wear a green hat to the unmasked owner, and he never showed up.

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

What's holding you back?

Who am I talking to about my big deal worth $1.2 million?

“Master, your hat is quite large, huh, like a pale green meadow...”

“Master, are you sure you don't want your hat? ”

“Oh, Lord, are you really a ninja turtle? ”

“I wonder if the chief found out, when the second chief looked at the madam, his eyes were a little different... well, I just wanted to ask, is the brother of the chief really close? ”

……

“Surely, smart and wise as the Lord of the House, how can he be easily provoked by one or two words? The Master of the House is more intelligent than the sky, and his chest can carry a ship, he is a ninja turtle, and he can endure what ordinary people can't bear. Forget it, I'll talk to the thirty-five bridesmaids. Goodbye.” Fang lifted the knife box and jumped off the platform.

At this time, there were several pale, pale, paper-tied people nearby, slamming them in the right direction at close range.

Knock, knock! Boom!

The knife box in his hand, like a piling machine, directly smashed the three people in front of him to death.

Normal soul +1, +1, +1.

Two months ago, he was not afraid of a one-on-one guy, and now he doesn't even deserve a knife, just smashing him to death with a knife box.

Along the way, several pale-faced paper-makers, flying towards the right direction, were all smashed to death by the boxes in square hands, like pile piling machines.

One step! Three steps!

Fang was getting closer and closer to the thirty-five brides on the high stage, and as he gradually put away the hippie smile on his face, his voice was a little low and he said, "Are you still alive? ”

“I've come to take you home...”

“Your loved ones have been waiting for you to come home. The outside world has not forgotten you...”

“No sound? Hey...”

He sighed low and low, then saw the cold color in his eyes, getting colder and colder, and at the same time, there was a crisp and dangerous smell climbing rapidly.

Fang is getting closer and closer to the location of 35 brides, suddenly looking at the approaching position!

Whoo!

The sound of exhalation came from behind. At this moment, the higher the dangerous breath on the body, the colder the eyes as the cold electric correction, can't avoid flashing. Grabbing one end of the knife box with one hand, straightening the arm, directly bombarding the other end of the knife box towards the object behind you.

Boom!

The ground tremor at the bottom of the foot was due to the inability to withstand the power of both sides, the magnitude of the visibility, both sides shook apart from each other, the square arms slightly numb.

And with this sound of collision, the flying sandstone, the landscape tree poxos in the hills raved the leaves, and at the same time, the sky dropped huge chunks of boulders, as well as wall debris, horror! Sneak attack on the nearby attic!

The attic floated, and that was a stone column that fell from the sky like an arm.

However, as soon as Fu left the main building, the pieces of tiles and broken wall fragments collapsed from the attic of the building by the knife box anti-seismic force channel became pieces of paper.

“Old Black Mountain Demon?! ”

Faced with the rooftop of the attic, Fang Zhengzheng, the '87 classic version of "The Ghost of the Queen" automatically appeared in his mind. Isn't this the scene of the old demon of Montenegro?

But when you look at the pieces of paper on the ground, you're not surprised.

In fact, as long ago as the Second Master was killed, Fang had hidden some speculation. Until the guest became a paper-maker, he finally verified his assumption that everything here was paper-made, including people, buildings, tables and chairs, none of which were true.

The tomb keeper refined himself into a paper-taking man. It doesn't make sense to stop getting himself a paper-taking sleeping palace and a maid.

Since ancient times, it has been paper-tied and the paperhouse burned together in the graves as a funeral gift.

Fang Zheng was shocked out and his arm was crisp, but he did not suffer any real harm. The tower, which rose from the ground, carried a shouting wind in the air, lifted up like an arm stone column and hit the square again.

One look at the thirty-five immobile brides right behind us.

“Well done! ”

Not only was he not afraid, but he was even on the rise, an unprecedented momentum.

Flaming yellow ground, Tahouji, with a hundred enemies is not frightening.

He's not shy, he's bitter, look at my Huaxia man's blood.

Men's blood, self-strength, luxury penetrates their hearts like iron.

Handheld golden knife, dressed in white jade, hungry sheik, thirsty to drink rose blood...

- "General's Order - Boys' Business".

“Kill!”

Knife box open! Cold knife out!

Fang Zheng shouted, carrying a ghost knife, knocking like a giant elephant on the ground, and took the initiative to face up.

At this point, he rushed his power to the extreme, and the half-headed knife flashed with a snow-white light, a cold light unique to the cold metallic glow, and he rushed to the attic with a killer blast.

Boom!

A huge collision, splitting the heavy stone columns that the wind waves fell on, was hung by the knife light, instantly the earth collapsed, and then turned into lightly drifting pieces of sky paper, drifting all over the place.

At this time, the pavilion floating in the air, three more stone columns flying directly beneath the foot, with the sound of stone cracking and heavy compression wind.

With no fear in the front, his eyes were like a blade, he stepped on the ground at his feet, exploded earth stones and grass leaves, and the next moment they all turned into pieces of paper.

Fly toward the attic above your head, chopping three large stone columns in the front.

Boom!

When the sky collided, there was a white lightning flash laser, which was the light in the square hand, under the urging of the ultimate force, reaching the ultimate, when the sky smashed three pillars of stone in the air.

Boom, boom, boom!

The stone columns blew apart. Once they disengaged from the main body, they turned into shreds of shredded paper. They were all struck before the ghost knife.

Fang Zheng's castration is undiminished, he is like a chilled electricity through the sky, boom! The wall exploded into a huge crack, and Fang Zheng, accompanied by a knife, actually flew directly into the attic.

No one could see the cabinet of the building but could hear its internal explosion, one wall cracking, a large number of roofs collapsing, everything collapsing in the earth and exploding everywhere.

Floating halfway through the sky, the pavilion is becoming increasingly fractured and is collapsing from within.

Boom! There is a flame that sprays thin out of every crack in the building, wrapped in rolling heat waves, and the air smells of burning paper scraps.

Like a flame palace.

Boom!

The flame palace hit the ground from the sky, without the huge noise imagined, only the paper shop that collapsed in flames.

With a twist of light in the flame and a dark shadow with a knife in his hand, he walked out one step at a time as if the flame were killing God. It was an undamaged correction.

He raised his head to the sky!

Only four or five more pavilions were seen flying in the hills. In an instant, dozens of large stone columns, such as the landslide of the end of the day, compressed all the way out of the flames to take the knife.