I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 39 Bad Luck
Another two big-eyed wild boars had bad heads and ran into the fence, but Zheng Xiaoming took advantage of the gap and stabbed through the fence with a sword.

Another big-eyed wild boar!
However, the power of merit in Zheng Xiaoming's hands is only four strands left.

At the same time, there were at least seven or eight of these big-eyed wild boars.

But at this time, Zheng Xiaoming obviously didn't care about these things.Going around in a circle, he pounced from the other side, found a single big-eyed wild boar, and swung his sword to chop it off.

This moment was full of strength, and the strength capable of splitting the cement almost split the wild boar's head in half at once.It is more powerful than any big axe!

Then Zheng Xiaoming took out his famous stunt, rolled on the ground, just dodged the sprint of a big-eyed wild boar, and then jumped up, piercing the wild boar's ass with his long sword.

The two wild boars were settled, and there were twenty-six yin virtues in hand!There was a sound of wind behind him, and another wild boar rushed towards him.

At this time, it was too late to dodge and roll away, Zheng Xiaoming gave a clear drink, strided and twisted his waist, and swept his long sword like a windmill.

Another wild boar was hit by the sword, the nose and half of the face were cut off by the wishful merit sword!
Before other wild boars surrounded him, Zheng Xiaoming slyly jumped back to Futian, panting heavily.

This kind of lightning and flint, the timeless battle is really exhausting!

Moreover, these big-eyed wild boars have extremely high defensive power, and they must go all out and use all their strength every time they make a move!
After breathing evenly, Zheng Xiaoming repeated the same trick again, approached Futian again, and pierced the eye socket of the big-eyed wild boar gnawing on the fence with his sword!
After all, they are just beasts, animals, how can they fight against cunning humans?
If Zheng Xiaoming had enough meritorious power, with the cover of the Futian fence, he could use various tactics to clean up all these big-eyed wild boars!
But the problem is that now Zheng Xiaoming's power of merit has been exhausted, leaving nothing left.

The rest can only watch those wild boars gnaw and destroy the fence.

Finally rushed into Futian and destroyed Futian!
Just when Zheng Xiaoming was ruthless, but he couldn't do anything, there was a message from the Purple Bamboo of Fortune, which made Zheng Xiaoming happy: "Fortune can be transformed into merit! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and Ford Zizhu shrank back immediately, degrading a little.

The power of merit accumulated by Zheng Xiaoming was not much at all, but it was consumed at this moment, the purple bamboo shrank, and finally degenerated into bamboo shoots again!
At the same time, Zheng Xiaoming's wishful merit sword has ten more merits.

This is transformed by Ford.

One section of Fu Zizhu is equivalent to a million assets, and at this time it can be transformed into ten strands of merit!
At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming's heart was bleeding.

He rushed over suddenly, swung his sword, and a big-eyed wild boar turned into flying ash, and fell into Zheng Xiaoming's Ruyi Gongde Treasure with thirteen traces of yin virtue!

"It's equivalent to spending one hundred thousand yuan to go out... Killing this big-eyed wild boar is equivalent to one hundred thousand yuan! One hundred thousand Dachu Tongbao!"

Zheng Xiaoming was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe, he looked at those big-eyed wild boars with hatred, even his eyes were red!
Another wild boar gnawed at the fence, trying to bite through the fence and rush in.

Seen by Zheng Xiaoming, he pierced his mouth with a sword and turned into flying ashes!

Zheng Xiaoming's eyes were red, and seeing another wild boar rushing to eat the fence, Zheng Xiaoming was really angry, stepped out of the fence, and pointed his sword at the big-eyed wild boar.

And after the wild boar saw Zheng Xiaoming, it also stared at Zheng Xiaoming, then kicked its legs on the ground, and rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming like a tank.

When the wild boar ran, it made a sound like a drum beating, and the sound was frightening.

However, Zheng Xiaoming had been prepared for a long time, he exhaled loudly, and chopped down head-on, hitting the forehead of the rushing wild boar.

The sword pierced into the brain, and the wild boar flew to ashes.

However, at this moment, he felt a pain in his leg, but he was bullied by a big-eyed wild boar and bit his thigh.

This kind of pain went straight to the bone marrow, and it was by no means comparable to the sword wound made by the mist swordsman.

Zheng Xiaoming's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted. Enduring the pain, he slashed out with his sword again, and ended up with the big-eyed wild boar that was biting his thigh.

But there was another pain, and finally a wild boar rushed over and bit Zheng Xiaoming's ass.

"I go!"

Zheng Xiaoming swung his sword reluctantly and beheaded the last wild boar.

Feeling the pain from the wound unabated, he staggered back to Futian and fell to the ground.Bursts of pain kept coming.

Seeing pus and festering rapidly from the bitten wound, a layer of strange orange light was born, which looked extremely disgusting.

This is the power of the so-called master of youth, parasitic on these big-eyed wild boars.At this moment, it was obvious that along with the injury, it also infected Zheng Xiaoming's body, bursts of throbbing pain came, the orange seemed to be a living thing, and it was spreading to his whole body, and even went straight to his brain.

Fortunately, at this time, Zheng Xiaoming has a lot of power of yin virtue.

Just now, he killed another twelve big-eyed wild boars in one breath.

Each big-eyed wild boar has thirteen strands of yin virtue power, which is one hundred and fifty-six strands.

As a result, a clean dirty fruit grew quickly and was swallowed by Zheng Xiaoming at the fastest speed.The burning power of the flame spread in the body, driving away the invading infection power, and burning it into ashes.

At the same time, in an abandoned house a few miles away from Zheng Xiaoming.

A huge black cat screamed and fell to the ground, emitting black smoke from its body.

It can be seen that this black cat has a very human-like face.

It's just that at this moment, this person's face showed a very painful expression, struggling desperately.

The sharp claws grabbed the ground, leaving scratches on the concrete floor.

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The next morning, Zheng Xiaoming woke up from the bed. He was safe and sound, and his injuries had already recovered.It can be regarded as passing through the crisis safely.

But the problem is that almost half of that blessing purple bamboo has been consumed.

Most of the power of yin virtue in exchange has turned into the fruit of cleansing and healing.

Right now Zheng Xiaoming only has more than [-] traces of merit left in his hands.

It can be said that last night really suffered a big loss!

In particular, the consumption of the power of merit is by no means a good thing. Zheng Xiaoming woke up early in the morning in a depressed mood, and had a vague bad feeling that today would not go well.

Just thinking about it, Zheng Yingying's voice came from outside: "It's over, the sewer pipe is broken..."

Early in the morning, Zheng Yingying got up to go to the toilet. Before she could do anything, the drainpipe burst.

Zheng Xiaoming jumped out of bed, feeling a little relaxed in his heart, if it's just a broken sewer, it's just a trivial matter.

However, when Zheng Xiaoming jumped up, his feet suddenly slipped, and he almost bumped his head against the door...

(End of this chapter)