Stop In The Deep Sea

Wang Xin didn't dare to hesitate at all, and immediately turned the "Great Heaven Sutra" to the extreme, and at the same time prepared the magic formula in his hands to rush forward.

Just as the first of the Eight Powerful Movements, "Blocking the Sun," was halfway formed in the air, an accident happened again.

A huge black shadow flashed between the three people.

"call--"

Accompanied by a whistling wind, the bullet that came out of the barrel disappeared.

"Is this?..." Wang Xin stopped what he was doing and looked around suspiciously, but found nothing.

The big guy also looked confused and thought to himself: "What was that just now? Where are my bullets?"

After thinking for a long time to no avail, he had no choice but to think that the black shadow was Wang Xin's trick.

At this time, a group of mimics rushed over. There were about seven or eight people. Seeing the big man, they were stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Are you the new middle-level leader of the alliance - Pang Shan?"

The big guy didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescence, but his face was filled with the look of a villain, as if he was showing off his current status in the alliance to Wang Xin.

Several Mimics immediately bowed respectfully and said, "I've seen Huge Man."

"So his name is Pang Shan..." Wang Xin thought to himself.

Pang Shan signaled his men to stay put and everything would depend on his eyes.

Then, he spat hard to the side, raised the silver pistol again, and shot Dai Xingyue three times without belief.

"Bang bang bang——"

Before the gun smoke from the muzzle cleared, the huge black shadow flashed past again, at an extremely fast speed. It would be no exaggeration to say it was the fastest in the world.

As one can imagine, the result was that, just like before, all three bullets fired disappeared without a trace.

Wang Xin was even more surprised. With his previous experience, he deliberately poured all the energy in his body into his eyes, trying to see what saved Xiao Yue.

However, even with the blessing of true energy, his vision could still only see clearly that it was a ball of black fur.

After this scene, Pang Shan also knew that the thing had nothing to do with Wang Xin, so he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Who dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of grandpa?"

The street was silent and there was no response.

"What's the point of hiding in the dark? If you have the guts, come out and fight!"

While shouting, Pang Shan felt a little flustered for some reason. He knew that this was a premonition that the ancient warriors had practiced for a long time. Most situations were very accurate, and something bad was probably going to happen.

At this moment, Pang Shan noticed something was wrong, so he immediately frowned and looked around vigilantly.

The Mimics around him all put on horrified expressions, pointed behind him, and said stumblingly: "Mr. Pang... behind you..."

"Look at how cowardly you guys are. The bottom is the bottom and can't take on big things. What can I have behind me? How can there be a tiger?" Pang Shan ridiculed the incompetence of his men.

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Shan smelled a faint fishy smell.

"Paji!"

A large lump of mucus fell on his face. He didn't bother to wipe it off and looked up carefully.

It didn't matter what he saw, it scared all his three souls and seven souls out of the sky.

Directly above his gaze, he saw a huge tiger head!

That sticky liquid is clearly the saliva still flowing down from its mouth!

"Oh my god, you monster..."

Pang Shan stumbled to the ground, in stark contrast to the arrogant boss look just now. He desperately crawled to the side in embarrassment, obviously frightened.

Wang Xin raised his hand and touched his chin. He didn't know when it appeared, so he looked at the huge thing carefully.

The tiger was all black, but had striking eyes and a white forehead. Its beard was like a thick wicker, its mouth was wide open, its eyes revealed a sinister look, and it was breathing heavily from its nostrils.

Between the eyebrows, the word "王" is like a book dipped in blood, with a free and flowing brushstrokes, fully embodying its kingly aura.

Although it was just squatting quietly on the ground, it was still twelve feet tall. It had a strong body and was majestic. Its dark fur blended into the same color as the night sky, and even its outline could not be seen clearly.

The four claws are as big as millstones, and the fingertips are shining with sharp light. It is difficult to imagine how it came to the deep sea base.

Not to mention that Pang Shan was afraid of such a giant tiger, even if Wu Song came, he would have to lower his head and walk around.

Wang Xin couldn't help but shudder. Although this big tiger helped Xiao Yue block the bullet, he still didn't know where it came from. When the enemy and we are unknown, it's better not to act rashly.

Pang Shan leaned back and kept rubbing back. His crotch was already dripping with water. He had no time to care about his face and didn't care whether the other party could understand. He cried and begged for mercy:

"Brother Tiger... No, Grandpa Tiger, please let me go, my meat doesn't taste good, my meat smells..."

The giant tiger ignored his words, raised its head and roared, opened its bloody mouth, and bit him.

Just when the sharp teeth were still three inches away from his head, Pang Shan got the strength from nowhere, subconsciously chanted his inner magic, and summoned his special skill - the golden bell.

The golden energy instantly formed an ancient fishing bell, blocking the giant tiger's attack.

Although the giant tiger was in the shape of an animal, its face showed a look of disdain that could only belong to humans. It exerted force, and the golden fishing bell cracked into countless pieces, dissipating in the night sky with the wind.

At this time Pang Shan was really scared, but it was too late.

Without the protection of the golden bell, the giant tiger's sharp teeth cut directly into his neck. Without any delay, the head was separated from the body.

Blood spurted out, and poor Pang Shan saw the King of Hell before he even had time to scream.

"Oh~ Te—"

The giant tiger spit out the head in its mouth and stuck out its tongue in disgust, as if it had eaten something unclean.

At this moment, Dai Xingyue on the side seemed to smell the breath of the ancient warrior, jumped up to Pang Shan's remaining body, bit his arm, and sucked it happily.

This time, Wang Xin didn't stop him, he just turned his face away and looked into the distance.

Within a quarter of an hour, Pang Shan's body was sucked into a mummy.

After doing all this, Dai Xingyue coughed lightly, as if she was about to regain her consciousness. Seeing this, Wang Xin immediately stepped forward and performed Tai Chi Sanshou, tapping her acupuncture points, causing her to fall into a drowsy state.

What would Xiaoyue think if she saw Pangshan's shriveled body?

Wang Xin is using his own way to protect Xiaoyue's heart.

"Devil...devil..."

Seeing that the mimics around them had no desire to fight, they all turned around and ran away, disappearing at the end of the alley in the blink of an eye.