Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Zhang Zhiwei's hand became stronger and stronger.

The sound of "click, click, click" kept ringing.

Zhang Wanlin was so pinched that he could no longer struggle. Blood beads were dripping from the lower end of the Nuo noodles like a bead curtain, and he looked as if he was dead.

"Um!?"

But Zhang Zhiwei discovered something strange, perhaps because of his high pressure. After reaching a certain critical point, the mask on Zhang Wanlin's face actually merged into his face bit by bit.

When it all melted in, he suddenly opened a pair of scarlet eyes the size of copper bells, gushing blood, opened his mouth full of fangs and roared, weird and terrifying.

Not only his face, but his body also began to change. His muscles expanded, his clothes were torn, his skin turned black, his bones grew, and bone spurs with sticky skin and blood came out of his body.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant with a height of one foot and two, a green face, fangs, horns on his head, and bone spurs all over his body.

"The wild general born in the mountains is evil. He has a pair of fangs and a pair of horns. The teeth of the mountain are upside down. He chews nine pounds of cowhide after drying it in the sun!"

The wild general laughed wildly, with a ferocious expression on his face. He shook his head violently, trying to get rid of Zhang Zhiwei's grasp, but he failed. The hand on his head seemed to be welded to it.

This made General Kaishan even more furious. He waved his fists covered with bone spurs and hit Zhang Zhiwei's body like a cannonball.

There was a loud "clang" sound.

This punch was really like a mountain falling apart and a huge wave attacking. A shock wave suddenly spread from Zhang Zhiwei's chest, shaking the already messy ground into pieces.

"Weak!"

Zhang Zhiwei gave an indifferent evaluation. He had only broken through the Golden Light Spell not long ago, and he also had the power of Tai Chi Circle. Without the energy-breaking effect, pure brute force would have minimal effect on him.

Zhang Wanlin has turned into a monster more than three meters tall. It is meaningless to press the opponent's neck forcefully.

Zhang Zhiwei let go of his hand and slapped Zhang Wanlin on the face so hard that his head was knocked off his head. He flew backwards and his back hit the wall on the other side of the street.

"boom!"

The wall shattered like a spider web, showing a human-shaped depression. One can imagine the power of this slap.

If the person fighting was an ordinary alien, several lives would have to be surrendered, but the one in front of him was a specially refined Taoist Protector. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a humanoid magic weapon, so naturally it would not be so easy to surrender.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhang Wanlin's muscular body appeared from the ruins and rushed over with long strides.

"Dong dong dong..."

The ground was shaking. Under the influence of the wild general, Zhang Wanlin seemed to have lost his mind. He was like a rampaging beast. Any object in his way - whether it was a street lamp, a corpse, a wall... was smashed into pieces by him.

As he ran, he mumbled some unintelligible spells in his mouth.

As a Taoist protector, he is now in a state of divine descent. Naturally, he not only has brute strength, but also possesses supernatural powers.

One after another, ferocious and terrifying Nuo faces emerged from his body.

These Nuo noodles were suspended behind him like human heads, filled with an unspeakable evil smell that made people feel cold all over.

"boom!"

Hundreds of ferocious Nuo faces suddenly opened their bloody mouths and spit out blood-red flames, burning Zhang Zhiwei into a big torch.

When Yongxin's people saw this scene, they immediately became energetic:

"Commander, what a good idea, burn him to death!"

The master cut off a sound blade with his hand and said excitedly:

"This is the Guishui Fire of the Meishan Cult, which is designed to destroy Taoist spells. The body protection method used by the Taoist priest, although the color looks a bit light, should be the Golden Light Curse of Longhu Mountain. The filthy fire can destroy it. "

The founder of Meishan Sect is called Zhang Wulang, the founder of Fan Tan, who is also known as the God of Hunting. He is an image with his hands on the ground, his feet in the sky, and a red scarf on his head.

Therefore, most of the disciples at the foot of Meishan wore robes and had a red scarf wrapped around their heads.

Many people think that the red scarf is just a decoration, but in fact it has a lot of origins. It is made with some special methods and supplemented by women's sunflower water. It can destroy talismans, spells and magic weapons.

And the Guishui fire used by Zhang Wanlin's transformed general is the same as that of the red turban.

Under the burning scarlet flames, the golden light around Zhang Zhiwei made a subtle "puff puff" sound, and puffs of white smoke rose up.

This is the golden light being corroded. Although the degree of corrosion is very small and far from being burned through, it is enough to prove that this flame can work on Taoist magic.

If it were someone with less attainments in the Golden Light Curse, he would be riddled with burns in an instant.

The white smoke drifted into Zhang Zhiwei's nose, and a foul smell suddenly hit his throat.

"Fuck, this is so disgusting!"

The collision of golden light and blood and fire produced more and more white smoke. Zhang Zhiwei couldn't bear the stench, so he directly collected the golden light and used Yin Wu Lei.

In an instant, the huge fireball surrounding Zhang Zhiwei suddenly began to twist. The blood-like flames were spitting out intermittently, and the asphalt-like thunder surged out from it like a mudslide. In an instant, the blood fire was extinguished, and it was struck towards the pioneering general.

"Zizzizi..."

The fire of Kuishui can destroy magic, and the water dirty thunder can also damage magic. When the two collided with each other, a ball of mud-like water dirty thunder penetrated the flames, brushed the arm of the master next to him, and instantly destroyed a large amount of water. The chunks of flesh eroded into charcoal.

The Yin Wu Lei is also a thunder method and has a strong suppressive power against evil energy. The master made a prompt decision and turned his fingers into a sword, cutting off the flesh and blood on his hands and staying away from the two of them at the same time.

"Let me go, what is that black mud-like thing that Senior Brother Zhang used? Why is it so powerful?" Wang Ai looked at the scene outside through the window and exclaimed.

"If I guess correctly, it should be Yin Wulei from Tianshi Mansion!" Lu Ren said.

"But of the Five Thunder Zhengfa at Longhu Mountain, didn't you only practice half of it before you became a Heavenly Master? Senior Brother Zhang practiced Yang Thunder, and now he practices Yin Thunder. Could it be that the Heavenly Master was passed down to Senior Brother Zhang?" Lu Ci said with a shocked look on her face.

"No way. The purpose of the Heavenly Master's transmission of such a major event is to advertise to all the world. There is no way the Cairo Tiandajiao could be so careless. Perhaps Senior Brother Zhang has mastered the Five Thunders of Yin in some way!" Lu Ren thought for a while. said.

"You are worthy of Senior Brother Zhang for practicing Yin Yang and Five Thunders at the same time!" Lu Ci sighed, but didn't think there was anything unreasonable.

At this moment, the situation on the field changed, thunder and fire intertwined, black and red colors clashed, restless bloody flames, swaying black thunder, evil ghosts flying around, setting off waves of storms.

The messy airflow caused some sharp rocks to hit all around like stray bullets, forcing others to stay away quickly.

At the center of the storm, Zhang Zhiwei's explosive power was clearly revealed. Zhang Wanlin, who transformed into a pioneering general, was completely invincible and could only resist with the physical strength of the Taoist soldiers.

Zhang Zhiwei made a gesture like a falling cloud and slapped him in the face. Before anyone arrived, the wind from his palm hit him like a big wave.

"Ouch..."

The reckless general who opened the mountain was worthy of being a reckless general. He had no intention of dodging at all. The thick black energy rippled passionately, sweeping around like invisible ripples. He punched fiercely and faced Zhang Zhiwei's big-eared thunder son with the force of splitting the mountains.

The fists and palms of the fists collided. As soon as the two sides came into contact, they were immediately superior. Big Erleizi had an overwhelming advantage, broke his fist, and slammed the chest of the pioneering general.

"boom!"

With one blow, Kai Shanmang threw the flesh and blood on his chest like stones into the water, creating huge ripples. The entire chest was dented, and the sound of cracking fractures could be heard endlessly.

Because they were specially refined Dharma Protector soldiers, injuries of this magnitude would not be fatal.

However, after suffering such a heavy blow, the huge body of the pioneering general still lost his balance involuntarily and was about to fly backwards.

But at this moment, Kai Shanmang's huge body turned a few somersaults in the air with a completely inconsistent degree of flexibility. He just stood still, then raised his thigh as thick as an elephant's leg and kicked towards Zhang Zhiwei's face.

Zhang Zhiwei did not dodge or dodge, and received Kaishan Mang's blow hard with his face. The bright golden light on his face, as thin as a cicada's wings, shook violently. Kaishan Mang's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was unsteady and took five steps back. , to stabilize his body.

But at this time, Zhang Zhiwei had already arrived in front of him. His shot was as fast as lightning, his fingers spread wide, and he hit another big thunderbolt, flipping the cover down.

General Kaishan Mang widened his eyes angrily and crossed his hands, trying to resist.

"Crack!"

With a thunderous slap, Kai Shanmang broke both of his arms, but the momentum of the slap was still strong, and the power seemed to never end, and it was still pressing down, until it hit the top of his head.

"bump!"

A dull sound resounded throughout Pike Street. The head of the pioneering general disappeared. It was not broken, but was pressed into the chest by the huge force. Only a pair of sharp horns stuck out of the chest of the headless body.

But the strange thing is that even though he suffered such severe trauma, he did not die. Instead, a large number of Nuo masks flying around behind him suddenly cracked open one by one, revealing golden lava-like cracks, and then exploded.

Countless blood-red flames engulfed Zhang Zhiwei and Kaishan Mangjiang, then spread in a ring, threatening to set the street on fire.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Aqiao's expression changed drastically. This was at the entrance of Fengming Tower. If the flames spread, her Fengming Tower would be the first to bear the brunt.

The building can be rebuilt if it burns down, but there are many distinguished guests inside. If they are injured, it will cause a big problem.

She moved, waving her cloud-like water sleeves, and the water surrounding her formed a wall of water, protecting her in front of Fengming Tower, trying to resist the bloody flames.

But whether she could resist it, she was a little unsure. After all, it was easy to see from the previous situation that this bloody flame was not ordinary.

However, just as the flames spread over, a layer of brilliant golden light spread out against the ground like mercury.

Everything where the golden light passed seemed to be coated with a layer of gold foil, and the flames burned on it, but "puff puff" a burst of white smoke appeared, and then dissipated.

"Huhuhu..."

Little Ah Qiao let out a long breath and secretly thought that this little Heavenly Master was really amazing. No wonder the boys from the Four Families dared to act so wantonly in the Demonic City.

In fact, covering such a large area with golden light at such a rapid speed was not easy even for Zhang Zhiwei.

"It's not difficult to deal with this bitch, but it's troublesome to deal with its aftermath. This is a busy street after all. If these flames are allowed to spread, there's no telling how many people will die..."

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, stopped using big-eared tricks, and started to be ruthless.

He stretched out his hand to grab the chest of the wild general and forced a thunderbolt from his neck into his chest.

Yin thunder filled the body, and the head in the chest of Kaishanmang let out a shrill roar, and a large amount of black energy came out from the headless neck, like a chimney.

"Isn't this still dead?"

Zhang Zhiwei raised his brows, stepped on the chest of the pioneering general, grabbed both of his arms with both hands, and applied force on his feet and hands at the same time.

There was only a "tearing" sound, and the flesh and bones were separated. Zhang Zhiwei forcefully pulled off the two arms of the wild general.

In the light of the fire, everyone vaguely saw a huge figure kneeling down helplessly in the blood mist that filled the sky.

And two bloody ferocious arms fell in an arc, and one of them fell on the guqin of the two blind men.

"Keng!"

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the two blind playing hands stopped in the air, not daring to fall down.

Because the hand was still moving, the hand with thick joints and dagger-like claws was actually grabbing around, catching the strings from time to time, making a harsh sound.

The two blind men could not see anything, and their daily activities depended on their perception of Qi.

And this arm, in their perception, contained an extremely terrifying consciousness, so they did not dare to move rashly for fear of being scratched.

"Who's going to help?" the fat blind man Dique said helplessly.

"How can I help you?" Hua Mulan from Simili in the Flower Kingdom asked.

"Help me remove this hand!" Di Que shouted impatiently.

Hua Mulan was a little unhappy after being yelled at, and said angrily:

"Speak up, why don't you just say it? Why don't you just say, take your hands away, why don't you yell? Why don't you just say it!"

"Please help me remove this hand!" the thin blind man Tiancan said quickly.

Only then did the four beauties lift the ferocious giant hand away from their spears, and immediately, the sound of the piano began again.

At the same time, in the center of the flame, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Wanlin who was stepped on by him.

Even though it was headless and handsless, it was still roaring and struggling desperately, its body twisted like a maggot.

He was immediately confused: "What the hell is this? Isn't this even dead?!"

Zhang Zhiwei was convinced that this was beyond the scope of Taoist soldiers protecting the law.

The Taoist Protector is only a little higher than the disciples who stand up to the sky. It is impossible for him to be immortal. What secrets does this person have?

"Let me see your background!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and used the power of the bardo in the Compendium of Materia Medica·Human Puppet. He spit out a blue light from his palm to search for Zhang Wanlin's soul.

But just when the blue light was about to enter his body, a terrifying Nuo face suddenly appeared on his body, opening a huge mouth full of fangs, spitting out flames, and defeated the blue light.

Zhang Zhiwei stopped quickly, feeling a little frightened. It was not that he was repelled, but that he suddenly remembered that this guy was still in a state of divine descent. If he were to search for his soul now, he would undoubtedly be searching for the wild general.

Although Caishan Mangjiang does not have widespread beliefs and his strength is not comparable to that of the god generals who have ascended to the altar, he is an ancient ghost and god, and there is too much and too complicated information in it. If you search for his soul, you are afraid that it will be backlashed.

"In this case, then use Marshal Tianpeng to destroy you, Tianpeng Tianpeng, Jiuyuan Shatong, Wuding Dusi, Gao Diao Beiweng, Qizheng and Eight Spirits, Taishang Haoji..."

The canopy divine curse sounded, and after a muffled sound like rolling thunder, a terrifying aura spread.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped on Zhang Wanlin, and behind him, a domineering shadow appeared out of thin air, rising infinitely.