The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

A three-meter-long pit was smashed out of the ground, and the Witch King was forcibly smashed into the surface.

"Satisfied with this award?"

Bu Feihua came with a smile on his face.

"Damn, you trampled on this king like this!"

The Witch King roared and revolved in anger. He rushed out of the pit like an angry lion and threw a punch towards Bu Feihua.

Bu Feihua didn't move at all, and just before the terrifying punch of the Witch King, his right hand stretched out flat.

The calm and heavy white palms lightly grasped the Witch King's fist, wiping out his terrifying fist, and at the same time slapped out the left and right slaps, flying the Witch King away.

The Witch King's body flew horizontally in the air, blood splattered from his mouth, and several broken teeth could even be seen.

The bluestone streets shattered, as if unable to bear the weight of the Witch King, and let out a heavy whine.

The Witch King stood up with a swollen face, the crown fell, and the appearance of his disheveled hair was a bit miserable.

"Dare to hit me!"

The Witch King's anger rushed into the crown, and because of the missing teeth in his mouth, his speech was vague, but his anger rose to the sky. A powerful aura broke out from his body, and the gravel on the ground trembled, floating in the air.

The Witch King stomped vigorously, cracking the spider on the bluestone under his foot.

The rubble floating in the air is under the stomping of the Witch King, and under the influence of an invisible force, it quickly gathers and turns into a stone sword pointing across the air to the extraordinary.

Stabbed with a sword, like Flying Sword.

The extremely sharp stone sword spurred a sharp edge, tearing the air into a violent sound. Before the stone sword came, there was already a cold tearing sensation, and the extraordinary skin hurts.

Bu Feihua's eyes lit up, "Yes, it seems you still have some means."

"It's a humble thing like an ant, but what's the point in front of Bu?" Bu Feihua shook his head, and pointed it into a sword. The literary spirit surged around his fingers, and lightly touched the fossilized stone. The edge of the sword.

The power of the two fingers seemed to appear as a shocking storm, and the light waves flowed, the terrible light flashed by, and the stone sword collapsed at the sound, turning into countless gravel reflections.

The Witch King was shot by these countless broken stones, his body was immediately pierced, and blood was flowing.

The Witch King’s expression was extremely stern, his body thumped and withdrew a few steps. Almost dozens of rubbles shot out from his body and penetrated through his back. Every rubble was bloody, and he fell into the witch with a thud. A stone wall behind the king.

"you"

The kneecap was broken by the gravel, and the Witch King knelt down heavily.

"What am I?"

Bu Feifan walked over with a smile, stretched out one foot directly on the swollen face of the Witch King, kicked it out, just like kicking a ball, and raised the Witch King a few meters away.

The cracking sound of "Ka Ka Ka" continued, and the Witch King's bones were broken at least in half, but he did not die immediately.

"Boy, I admit that I underestimated you! But this is Nanzhao country, do you think it is another place?! Here, it is my home court, you successfully angered me, boy, I will tear you apart and eat about you!"

The voice of the Witch King changed.

Become low and hoarse, both unpleasant and disgusting.

Like the harsh sound of glass rubbing, as the Witch King’s mouth spread out one by one, he stretched out a slender tongue, covered with dense barbs, and licked Own’s left face.

The barb on the tongue licked his left cheek with saliva, but he didn't notice it.

"Does the sense of sight of the horror blockbuster make me a little excited?"

Bu Feihua's face flushed strangely, and he trembled with excitement, and both eyes were shining brightly.

The strangely shaped Witch King's expression was stagnant, and he looked at Step Special in amazement. He was a little speechless. He didn't know what kind of expression he should show to face the obviously abnormal Step Special at this moment.

"This kid shouldn't have a disease in his head!" The Witch King murmured to himself.

Thinking like this, forcibly suppressing the weird feeling in his heart, the Witch King said aggressively and aggressively, "Hey! Boy, I'm a monster!"

"Aren't you afraid?" The Witch King's voice was gloomy, like a curse in The Underworld.

"Afraid?" Bu Feihua looked at him with a startled expression, and said, looking at him a little strangely: "Why are you afraid? How cute!"

"I've decided. I will treat you as a pet and keep by my side forever and never leave." Bu Fei's eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and there was a green light in his eyes, as if staring at the prey. Looking at the Witch King: "Speaking of this, I can't help it?!"

Listening to the other party’s frantic words and the strangely intoxicated expression, the dryad who turned into the Witch King trembled inexplicably, a chill rose from his spine instantly, and there was an inexplicable sense of absurdity in his heart. Fear.

"Damn! Am I a monster or this kid is a monster!"

The monster scolded his mother in his heart, looking at Bu Feihua, there was a strange feeling of seeing a peerless great monster. This feeling has never been possessed. Only when it eats those mortals, has it experienced this from those dying and struggling mortals. fear.

"This kid won't be a peerless great monster pretending to be a human being!"

The monster's heart shuddered violently, and the look in his eyes was so terrible that it made his heart feel a little hairy.

But it quickly reacted and scolded itself secretly, even if the other party is a peerless great monster, what if he is also a monster, as a noble monster, how can he have such ridiculous emotions as a humble mortal.

At this time Bu Feihua had already walked over with a look of intoxication.

The monster was startled, and immediately pretended to be calm and roared: "Wu, boy, stop me! Do you know who I am? I am the guardian spirit of this Nanzhao Kingdom, and my master is the Lord of the Moon Worship! Are you not afraid? !"

Who knows that the step is extraordinary, but if he hasn't heard of it, he still walks towards it step by step.

"You stop me!"

This monster stepped back two steps and stared at Step Extraordinary closely, "Don't push me, you are pushing me, I will take action!"

"Shoot?"

Bu Feifan smiled, "Then you are going to make a move! Say so much, are you scared?"

With that said, Bu Feihua took another two steps forward, already only two meters away from the monster.

He stretched out a hand, the writing style swirled, and the earth-shaking writing style surrounded his right hand, sending out unparalleled waves of terror.

An illusory arm with a large millpan turned into the air, directly covering the Witch King monster lying on the ground like a centipede.

The terrifying force was oppressed and ripped up all the bluestone bricks on the ground. In the splash of the rubble, the bluestone bricks quickly cracked.

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