The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 242

Fu Yuhuan lowered his eyebrows and stared at the two wooden figures.

Their movements were not as fast as the red wooden man they met in Liuchun Lane for the first time, and they seemed to be deliberately slow.

With the red and black long sword in his hand, Fu Yuhuan vigilantly noticed the two wooden figures moving very slowly in front of him and behind him. Two phantoms suddenly appeared around the body of the wooden man, while a streak of yellow sand rose around the body of the khaki wooden man.

At the moment when the two wooden men's bodies were full of energy, Fu Yuhuan's long sword had already been released.

Swordsman, there is no way out.

Xitian Lingxue's swordsmanship has never retreated.

Fu Yuhuan never had the concept of retreating in his heart, and the moment he made a move, he was already ready to kill.

But when his sword pierced through the yellow sand and reached the neck of the khaki wooden man, the figure of the wooden man dissipated.

Huang Sha disappeared where his sword pointed.

He only heard the deep voice from the side saying, "I still can't hold such a strong sword, so it's up to you to resist."

"Okay." Another voice rang out.

The red wooden man!

Fire and water come from the same source!

He didn't know where he appeared, but he stood where the sword pointed at the first time, with the black long sword clamped around his neck.

At the same time, the two wooden figures behind Fu Yuhuan, one with a palm and the other with a punch, had arrived behind him.

Fu Yuhuan's face was full of determination, and he picked up the long sword again and jumped in the air. A strong pressure rushed straight down, and then rushed towards the red wooden man's forehead.

Mountain character tactics!

But the wooden man didn't react at all. Even under the strong pressure of the mountain, it didn't oppress his figure at all, and he still stood upright.

The sword's edge came through the air, but a ball of fire burst from the wooden man's forehead, and went straight to Fu Yuhuan.

Fu Yuhuan dodged to dodge, and stabbed the opponent's back with his sword again.

Still to no avail.

He could pierce through wood, even three-quarters of the way through with a longsword, but he couldn't cut it.

This wooden man is indeed a piece of wood, no matter how supernatural Fu Yuhuan's sword skills are and how fast his sword is drawn, he can't kill a piece of wood.

In an instant, a golden wooden man appeared behind him, with a sword in his left hand. The sword was made of pure gold and was so powerful that it could almost destroy any solid defense in an instant.

when!
There was a violent impact sound.

The golden wooden man was forced back five steps by the impact.

It took five steps before he stood still.

He looked coldly at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zheng Nian.

"Oh?" A surprised voice came out slowly from the golden wooden man.

"Oh shit." Zheng Nian also responded politely.

"You shouldn't have come." Sitting on the wall, Mo Yu wrote lightly, "If you come, you should understand that I won't let you go."

"If I come, you should understand that I will be able to leave." Zheng Nian held two maces and pressed them on the golden wooden man.

The moment Fu Yuhuan saw Zheng Nian, his heart skipped a beat. Before he could say anything, Zheng Nian took a step ahead, "Come out and help, little bald head."

Zhang Buer jumped on the fence, with his arms akimbo, and said, "I'll beat you to death!"

As he spoke, he jumped up and went straight to Mo Yu. .

Mo Yu didn't bother to look at the bald head, and didn't even show the qi around him, because Zhang Buer couldn't jump over the opposite wall at all, and fell to the ground only halfway through.

I fell off a big horse.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Nian asked.

"I want to fuck him!" Zhang Buer stood up panting, and patted the mud on his face.

"I'm thankful that you stopped a wooden man." Zheng Nian said.

"Okay! You should have said it earlier!" Zhang Buer scratched his head.

Looking at the two of them, Fu Yuhuan felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Kill them." Mo Yu said coldly.

Impressively, the four wooden men directly surrounded the three of them.

Zheng Nian's figure was unusually flexible. He swung the golden mace and immediately sneaked into the lower body of the golden wooden man in front of him. There was a large gap between the opponent's feet. With the help of the golden mace, he passed through the opponent on his back. crotch, running to the depths of the corridor.

"They have weaknesses." Fu Yuhuan said.

"I don't care about him?" Zhang Bu'er raised his fist and slammed directly at the khaki wooden man who was closest to him.

The wooden man was stunned for a moment, then the yellow sand solidified and immediately locked Zhang Buer's fist in it.

Although Zhang Buer hadn't learned any moves, but after several battles, he had mastered the retraction and release of the power in his body, and immediately burst his breath, smashing the sand that was still solidified on his arm just now.

The red wooden man next to him threw three wooden thorns at Fu Yuhuan, and then the fire dragon came out of his body. Fu Yuhuan was overwhelmed and had to retreat frequently.

Zheng Nian ran to a distance not far away to make sure that no one could interrupt him before stopping. The golden wooden man and the black wooden man were chasing after him.

"Stop running?" The golden wooden man laughed.

"There's no need to run anymore." Zheng Nian said, "It won't be interesting to run any longer."

"Choose a place to die for yourself? Is it interesting?" the golden wood said humanely.

"Of course death is interesting. Watching you die is even more interesting." Zheng Nian said.

"I'm going to try and see if your mouth is still hard after I kill you," said the golden wooden man.

"It must be hard." The black wooden man beside him said.

Four dark shadows rose around him.

Zheng Nian raised his head, "Gold hides wood, water and fire come from the same source, use the soil to travel, and ghosts catch souls. The four major killers of the Mohist are indeed extremely tyrannical, and their strengths are all around the sixth rank. Basically, they can kill people invisible without leaving any traces." , combined attack can even compete with the fifth-rank realm, and now it seems that they are all people who are trying to gain fame."

"You juniors, how can you talk about the art of the gods!" The golden armor man shouted angrily, opened his hands together, and his whole body suddenly rose.

"The mechanism technique of the Mo family has indeed reached the point of proficiency, but since I saw you in Qingmen County last time, I have been thinking about how to deal with you, and then I found a problem." Zheng Nian tilted his head and smiled, " You are nothing more than a load with a large amount of qi stored on your body."

His face became gloomy, and the moment he opened his fingers, the corner of his mouth rose slightly, "As long as you suck all your breath dry, wouldn't there be no threat at all?"

At this moment, Mo Yu understood why Zheng Nian wanted to distance himself, and immediately frowned and went straight here, but a beautiful figure blocked his way.

"This time your opponent is still me." Su Wenqing said softly.

Not far away, Zheng Nian opened his hands, and the thin silk stretched from his fingers to the bodies of the two wooden figures. At this time, the breath of the other party was already leaking out quickly, so they dared not neglect, the two shot at the same time, But when he finally walked in front of Zheng Nian, he fell to the ground.

The body is already like a dry bone, without breath.

(End of this chapter)