Super Monk

"Zhao Jun is really cruel. They are just ordinary people. I didn't expect that Zhao Jun would also be a killer!" Seeing the appearance of Zhao Fugui, Yamada took a deep breath to restore the master's demeanor and said in a deep voice.

The bodyguards and Gunners killed in the battle in the small town are the elite trained by Yamada family. It's easy for Yamada family to win over some subordinates, but it's not so easy to cultivate loyal subordinates. Zhao Fugui killed these elite in the small town, which Yamada pharmaceutical spent more than ten years to cultivate.

"In terms of ruthlessness, I can't compare with you Yamada pharmaceutical. Yamada pharmaceutical uses more people to do experiments every year, right?" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"How can the people you killed compare with the great deeds of our Yamada family? We are here for the kingdom of God to come and for mankind to become a new God. It is necessary to sacrifice for such a great cause! " Yamada said with an inexplicable light on his face.

"You just want to become gods. Even if you succeed in establishing the kingdom of God, other people are just slaves. Don't say your ambition is so great!" Zhao Fugui said, "but if I come here today, you Yamada family will have no chance!"

"Zhao Fugui, our Yamada family started from the Meiji Restoration. Now it has been 150 years. Can you underestimate the strength of our family?" Yamada said coldly, "in the water palace, please kill this demon!"

"Yes, miss tulisa, this man will be the most powerful sacrifice of our God making plan!" Water palace slowly stood up, her hand suddenly more than a dark and dry wooden staff, the top of the wooden staff there is a blood red gem, is slowly scattered a strange light.

"Fusang Shinto?" Zhao Fugui felt the breath of the old woman and asked with a frown. This old woman's life should have come to an end long ago, but she still keeps herself alive by some special means. Zhao Fugui sensed some unique flavor from her body, that is the taste of sacrifice and blood sacrifice.

"Yes, you are a little bit of a spy. If I kill you today, I will refine you into a new type God, and you will become my most powerful Ghost Warrior!" There was a cruel smile in the water palace, but there was a snow-white tooth in her shriveled mouth. The tooth was very young, which was not in her age at all. This tooth made her look more strange.

"It's just Fusang Shinto. What it worships is a foreign evil god. You have too much self-confidence to survive." Zhao Fugui said lightly. At the end of the law, there was no right God for a long time. What was left were just some evil gods who survived by blood or special means. Even evil gods were regarded as praising them. In fact, these things were just evil spirits.

"Baga, how dare you insult the Royal God! Damn the Chinese pig, go to die!" The old woman twisted her face, gave out an angry roar, tore off a amulet hanging on her chest, crushed it, and in a moment, a dark wind rolled up in the room.

Cold wind fierce let Yamada picturesque hit a cold war, she subconsciously shrank back body. In the room, three tall gods appeared with the wind. One of the three types of gods is a tall warrior with dark body and full clothes. The other is a giant snake with a thick bucket, and the other is an ugly ghost.

"That's great. The Lord in the water palace is going to fight. This damned Chinese man is dead!" Several Fusang people hiding in the distance showed excited expression and said.

Shuigong is one of the three patriarchs of Jiahe Shengui sect, ranking second only to Jiahe Shengui sect. Jiahe Shengui sect is one of the two holy places of Fusang, and the people of Shantian family have absolute confidence in them.

"Kill him!" As soon as the three gods appeared, Shuili palace ordered out loud.

These three types of gods have deep breath. At least they are the powerful type gods inherited a few years ago. Each of them is no less powerful than the ghost king, much more powerful than Zhao Fugui's mandrill Dahei and ghost general. Fusang's type God can be passed down from generation to generation as long as it is not eliminated, and even its strength can be gradually improved.

These three types of gods are comparable to the king of ghosts. At least they have existed for hundreds of years. They are more powerful than Tao Qing, who just got the crown of the king of ghosts. Jiahe God and the emperor of ghosts are really powerful. They can take out three types of gods at the level of the king of ghosts.

If it's Zhao Fugui who is in the realm of bone refining, I'm afraid it's hard to deal with one or two such type gods, but now the situation has been completely different.

"Click, click!" The tall Samurai slowly pulled out the Fusang sword, which was covered with blood scab. I didn't know how many strong people had been killed. The other two breath heavy type God also immediately came to Zhao Fugui, to cooperate with the tall warrior to kill Zhao Fugui.

"Carving insects! Kill the evil Zhao Fugui glanced at the three gods and raised his hand to pop up a golden sword. The sword was extremely concise, almost like a golden gem. The sword appeared from Zhao Fugui's hand, like a flexible snake, and shot at the tall warrior in an instant.

"Roar!" With a roar, the tall warrior raised his Fusang sword, raised it over his head and chopped it to the golden sword. This tall samurai's breath soared, and there was a storm like blade when he was cut. This Samurai must have been a Kendo master before he died."Fusang has not been a strong man in the mythical realm for decades, and it has become more and more difficult to cultivate in the end of the law. Only some strong men who stepped into the mythical realm decades ago support Fusang's martial arts world. We, Jiahe God and ghost clan, have never been a great Yin Yang teacher of this level in decades. The Chinese martial arts are prosperous. It's really terrible that the myth reappears after 20 years! But this Chinese genius dare to come to Fusang Empire alone. Today he is dead! " Water palace cruel said.

"Boom!" At this moment, the tall warrior cut his sword on the golden sword. After a loud noise, two bursts of "Ka Ka" followed. The golden sword directly cut off the samurai sword, and instantly penetrated the samurai's chest. In an instant, the rich and substantial Dao power was burning on the samurai's body.

The tall Samurai wailed in the fire, and his sword was not stopped. In an instant, he flexibly cut to the giant snake like type God, directly penetrated through the head of the type God, and burst half of its body. Then, regardless of the last type God, he shot directly at the old woman in the water palace.