The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 283
Yan Tao never showed any mercy in his strikes, and smashed the evil body of the evil spirit with one blow.

The Yaosha's body that was condensed again is obviously much more transparent.

Unlike just now, the almost solid body.

Yan Tao: "Do you think I really can't find Liuren style dishes?"

Under the moonlight, the young man smiled coldly, holding a piece of talisman paper between her slender fingers, her index finger and middle finger together, and suddenly let out a cold drink.

A golden light emerged from the fingertips, and the talisman paper flew out of her fingertips as if it had given birth to spiritual wisdom, dancing around in search of the Liuren style plate.

Yao Sha's eyes changed drastically, and he looked at the Yao Xie young man in fluffy clothes in horror, "You actually know Maoshan's method of turning cranes?!"

Turn the crane to find things.

The housekeeping skills of Maoshan monks.

At the same time that the crane flew out, a person suddenly jumped up behind the collapsed work shed on the construction site, aiming his black muzzle at the young man's vest, three shots!
Mechanical weapons.

It was Wang Ji who had thought about it a long time ago.

This young man's background is a mystery, and his skills are strange.

In today's world of metaphysics, only Maoshan, Xuanmen, Wudang and other Taoist sects have been passed down for thousands of years, and some techniques are left to future generations.

More spells and spells were lost in the chaos of past wars.

Even if one or two pages of spells can be read, they are incomplete and cannot be used.

However, when this handsome young man raised his hand, he was able to use extremely profound magic techniques such as turning cranes to find objects, and talisman arrays to destroy evil spirits!
Having cultivated this way at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he has only seen such a monstrous talent in his life!

Raising the danger of the teenager to the highest level, Wang Ji simply gave up the collision of spells and used hot weapons.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, bullets flew out, and the handsome face of the black-haired boy shone with a sharp coldness under the moonlight.

She was motionless and expressionless.

Seeing this, Wang Ji was overjoyed. No matter how strong a man is, can he be stronger than a bullet?
The moment the bullet approached, Yan Tao moved!

As sharp as a dragon, as fast as lightning!
In a real moment of lightning, the boy used his strength to flip up, somersaulted in the air, his arms were loosely scooped up in the air, and he landed firmly.

Wang Ji widened his eyes to see if Yan Tao was dead, but the next thing he saw was the straight and slender legs.

Yan Tao raised his leg, and kicked - straight to the chest!
The fat man who weighed nearly two hundred catties flew upside down and fell face down into the tunnel more than one meter deep, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The moment he landed, the slight clicking sound was suppressed by the screams. Wang Ji's ruddy face turned pale, the muscles of his face were deformed by the pain, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The whole body was like being fished out of the water, sweating from the pain.

"Clap."

"Clap."

In the silence, the sound of the boy's footsteps landing was particularly loud.

Stepping on the drumbeat of Wang Ji's heartbeat, every step he took felt like death was approaching.

The young man stood on the edge of the tunnel, and fixed his eyes on the embarrassed Wang Ji. Her peach blossom eyes were full of frost, biting like the cold winter wind.

Wang Ji felt a cold air rushing up from the soles of his feet, and secretly held the things in his pocket.

A smile slowly rose on Yan Tao's lips, "You are so courageous, you even dare to steal my magic weapon."

When the wind picked up, the boy's black hair flicked in the air, his hands folded in one place, his fingers crossed, and he twisted his neck slowly and methodically.

What happened next, Wang Ji was so horrified that he forgot the pain on his body.

I saw the young man's hand grabbing out of thin air, only paused for a second, and the sword turned from empty to real, and the sword body shone with cold light.

Seven Star Sword!
Complex emotions flashed across Wang Ji's face for a moment, shock and disbelief at the same time, and finally turned into greed.

(End of this chapter)