Chapter 58 He did a magic trick for me

"I deserve to die!"

"I deserve to die!!!"

"Kill his disciples, provoke his dignity as a sorcerer, and block his way of taking advice!"

"If he waits for advice, my soul will be burned by fire from the moon and the sky, and I will never be reincarnated!"

Words full of resentment came out from the wrong intercom, making Fang Xing frown.

In what era, it is cursed that people will never be reincarnated.

It should be said that it is evil to let him live without making any money and ask for a lifetime loan to have three children!

I was about to mock him back, but when I shut up, no one answered.

Fang Xing knew if they didn't want him to learn more through that wrong intercom.

There is no need to guess anymore.

The elevator has been reduced to a metal sheet, making it impossible to leave even if you want to.

Now if you want to reach your own floor, there is a way.

walk the stair.

Fang Xing first stretched his muscles a little, and then prepared to clean up the stairs bit by bit.

With your own strength.

As long as you can face the sudden heavy firepower, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Why don't you just rush in? Are all their disciples dead? They are all dead!"

"Just now you asked for your immortality back, but now you ask them to wait there first. What are you waiting for?"

In Didong's garage, a Feng Shui sorcerer's leg was holding the intercom so hard that it turned red, and his expression was twisted to the point of ferociousness.

Did he just hear with his own ears the sound of his disciple’s dying gunshot?

That disciple, the biological son of him and his sister-in-law, has been with him as his disciple for more than 20 years, and he is at a time when he has a bright future.

Now he was directly killed by an unknown boy!

If someone hadn't stopped him just now, he would have fought tooth and nail in front of him!

"Their previous purpose was to accept advice and not to seek revenge."

"Are all sacrifices meaningful? He asked us to wait there, otherwise he would just let their disciple Honghong die."

"Can't we see it?"

"That ruthless guy who just shut up is not a so-called mortal at all."

The old man's words immediately silenced everyone present.

They noticed it too.

How could an ordinary person fix the wrong legs of more than a dozen Feng Shui masters?

Even if that mortal had a gun in his leg, he would never have that kind of strength.

"Then what do I say, whether it counts or not, whether it's a fight or not, why are they, a bunch of sorcerers, just waiting there to die?"

The old man didn't shut up.

Just look towards the parking lot entrance.

A few seconds later, a car broke through the guardrail and drove in, then stopped next to everyone.

Two young men came to the car in the east, took out a large box from the trunk, put the box in the east and left.

"Then it's not the reason why he asked to wait, or the reason why the disciples tried their best to stall for time."

"If they can't kill him like that, they will probably be killed by him."

"Don't forget, in the speculation just now, whether he can have the counterattack leg of Heavenly Way."

"But people are still people after all, and people have their limits."

The old man opened the box as he spoke.

Take out a red object from inside.

"Those of us who were responsible for renovating mountains or demolishing buildings should be aware of the good things that people have studied."

"How do those mortals say that thing is called (c4)?"

"Even if you can't kill him with a gun, when that thing explodes, it can kill him!"

"There will be more to come later."

"So, try your best to delay time."

At this time, Fang Xing was looking eastward along the stairs.

A group of Feng Shui masters seemed to have taken medicine at that time, blocking Fang Xing in batches and sections on the stairs, even trying to leave a hole in Fang Xing's body at any cost!

Faced with that situation, Fang Xing didn't hesitate at all.

From Lou Zai to Lou Dong, Fang Xing relied on his powerful body and legs to smash the heads of those people one by one!

The blood flowing out from the steps extends eastward little by little, mixed with gunpowder smoke and an inexplicable fishy smell. It slowly moves from one floor to the east, mixing with more blood and extending eastward. It is like blood flowing into a river.

generally!

soon.

There are not many young Feng Shui masters left.

Some old men with red beards but strong legs began to appear in the corridor.

Those old men are more courageous than those younger ones!

When several old men saw Fang Xing, they rushed over with red eyes as if there was some blood feud!

As Feng Shui masters, the masters are so desperate, the purpose is to delay time.

Just ask those on the east side to prepare explosives, and ask if there is anyone who can take advice, so that they all deserve to die!

Will you be on the path to immortality?

Is it possible to live forever, to change one's destiny against the will of heaven, and to be able to dominate the world?

No matter how many sacrifices we have made, we will never ask again!

Fang Xing also felt greater pressure when he met the wrong group of old men. They seemed to be able to make everything around them help.

If Fang Xing had not used his innate supernatural power to defeat cleverness with strength, I am afraid that even if he had a gun, he would not have been able to stop the wrong legs of those old men!

The port was very noisy.

Even though those old men were famous outside, they had died in that dusty stairwell before.

for exchange.

All the external energy in Fang Xing's body was almost exhausted.

The clothes he was wearing had also turned into hole-in-the-wall clothes, and his whole body was filled with smoke.

When I walked to the Didong garage.

Fang Xing’s eyes were already turning red!

Bu Nao, there was a person appearing in front of him.

An old man holding a button in his leg.

If you hadn't noticed that there was a plastic bomb with a detonator inserted in front of the old man, Fang Xing would have sent the old man to his death a long time ago!

At this time, the old man's eyes were already cloudy.

He had just witnessed the death of his apprentice and fellow senior brothers.

Even if he told himself again and again that it was not a necessary sacrifice, it still caused great harm to him.

If Qiu Bu Bu still had some willpower, he would have died of grief long ago.

The old man looked at Fang Xing and said:

"He begged to talk to me."

"He is not the first Feng Shui sorcerer in the world. If I am not arranged by heaven, I should understand what he says."

Fang Xing doesn't want to care about the way of heaven or not.

Does he want to know why there are more than a few cubic-sized plastic bombs piled in the Ditung garage?

When it detonates, the whole building will probably turn into a big firework!

"He has thought about it. If his line of sorcerers suddenly suffered such a sudden disaster, he would be too greedy. He would take thousands of immortal fates and directly anger the sky."

"Ruming's lineage of sorcerers is already in ruins, and even a hundred years of rest will hardly bring it back."
To be continued...