Zombie Contract: Get zombie bloodline and Taoist body at the beginning

The surrounding paper figures immediately blocked Fang Yu's way. These paper figures had strange and erratic movements and attacked Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's Buddha palm hit one of the paper figures, and the paper figure immediately began to burn.

Miss Qing arrived in time, flipped her palm, and the three-inch flying sword shot out.

"Miss Qing, help me save people. The one who is pressed by the evil spirit is my brother."

Fang Yu was entangled by the other paper figures and could not get away for a while.

Miss Qing stood not far from Fang Yu and was not attacked. She just pinched the sword formula with her right hand and directed the three-inch long small sword. The small sword exuded emerald sword energy and slashed at the evil spirit.

"Sword energy?"

The evil spirit was originally sitting cross-legged on He Yingqiu. When he saw the flying sword slashing at him, he suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed.

Cold air escaped from his mouth, and the speed of the flying sword was hindered.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

Miss Qing still did not move. The spell in her hand changed, and the sword energy around the flying sword surged, piercing through the chest of the evil spirit.

Sword energy is different from ordinary power and can hurt spirits.

A big hole broke out in the chest of the evil spirit, and its body could not be controlled. It turned into rolling black mist and rushed into the void.

He Yingqiu felt that the big rock behind him disappeared, and immediately climbed up, bit his fingertips, and the blood splashed on the peach wood sword, and the sword body glowed red.

Hearing the voice, it was Fang Yu, although he didn't know why he was wearing a mask on his face.

With Fang Yu, he had confidence.

"Fang Yu, don't let any of these damn evil spirits escape!"

He Yingqiu's face was pale, and his yang energy was plundered a lot. There were even many scratches on his body, and the wounds were purple and black.

At this time, silver light floated at the entrance of the alley, and the silver-armored immortal soldiers holding spears joined the battlefield.

The seventh concubine in Zhang's house had the spell on her chest destroyed, and her body lay in the coffin, motionless.

After dealing with the seventh concubine, the Immortal Soldier Puppet came to the master on its own.

Because he wore the faceless mask, Fang Yu's overall strength increased greatly, and the Immortal Soldier Puppet was an immortal soldier that changed according to the strength of the master, and its strength also increased greatly.

The silver spear in his hand shot out, like a silver dragon roaring, and these paper figures could not resist at all and were pierced in an instant.

Killing a paper figure will gain 100 merit points. There are more than 20 paper figures here, and Miss Qing killed a lot of them.

Fang Yu and the Silver Armor Immortal Soldier killed 15 and gained 1,500 merit points.

Three of the evil spirits in the mist remained.

One of them was a round evil spirit who blew out sandalwood with cold mist, named Zhang Jinshan.

The one in the middle is as pretty as a flower, wearing a black gauze long skirt, a net gauze hat, and bright red lips. This woman is Fan Ruyue, the capable assistant of Black Wind Grandma.

The other one is short, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with shiny hair combed back, a mustache, a gloomy face, and a sword on his waist. His name is Nakajima Ikeda.

The aura emanating from the three evil spirits is stronger than that of the golden hairpin.

"When did the funeral shop have two more masters? You two, this is our grudge with the funeral shop, you'd better not intervene, just leave."

Fan Ruyue looked at Miss Qing and Fang Yu with a smile.

He Yingqiu pursed his lips and looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu held the Buddha's palm in his hand, and the silver-armored immortal soldier blocked in front of him, and said: "Just leave? It's hard to say who will win and who will lose when the three of us fight against the three of you."

Miss Qing raised her hand and the small flying sword flew around her, emitting a powerful sword energy.

"Are you sure you want to be enemies with our Balipo?"

Zhang Jinshan was pregnant, holding a palm leaf fan in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked smiling.

His meaning was very clear. They represented the Balipo Black Wind Grandma. Going against them was going against the Black Wind Grandma.

"Why are you talking nonsense? The Black Wind Grandma absorbed the spirits of the Sakura Country as her subordinates, and we will beat them to death."

Miss Qing had a hot temper. She didn't care about Balipo and drove the flying sword directly to kill Fan Ruyue in the middle.

"You protect He Yingqiu!"

Fang Yu gave an order to the immortal soldier puppet, and He Yingqiu was injured.

Fan Ruyue had the highest level of Taoism, followed by Zhang Jinshan, and the weakest was Nakajima Ikeda.

Fang Yu went straight to Zhang Jinshan. Before he really got close, about three meters away, Zhang Jinshan swung the palm leaf fan in his hand at Fang Yu fiercely.

The surrounding fog was surging, almost solidified, like a wave, sweeping over, Fang Yu had no way to avoid it.

Boom!

Like an air wave, Fang Yu was swept up by a huge force, and lifted several feet high.

After being hit by the fog, the cold fog penetrated into his skin, freezing him to the bone.

But he used the power of zombies, and the cold air was absorbed and used for his own benefit.

Just as he was rejoicing, the extremely fat Zhang Jinshan appeared strangely above him, grinning, and the palm leaf fan in his hand fiercelyHit him on the head.

Fang Yu's hair stood on end, and he had almost no time to think. The Yin and Yang Qi poured into the Buddha's palm, and the Buddha's palm shone with golden light, blocking the blow.

A huge force hit the Buddha's palm. Fang Yu felt this huge force and fell to the ground, creating a human-shaped pit.

Before he got up, Zhang Jinshan was already holding a palm-leaf fan, floating beside the pit, muttering to himself: "What a strong body, ordinary people would have fallen to death long ago, but you can still move!"

Fang Yu climbed up from the pit and slapped Zhang Jinshan with the Buddha's palm in his hand.

A golden Buddha's palm print flew out and flew straight to his chest.

The golden Buddha's palm contained a very strong power to restrain evil spirits. Before it hit Zhang Jinshan, his body turned into black mist and disappeared.

Fang Yu climbed up from the pit, with a few more ghost-killing talismans in his hand that he got from He Yingqiu.

He Yingqiu has practiced for more than ten years, and his Taoism is not weak. The ghost-killing talisman he drew can easily kill wandering ghosts.

The wind whistled, and Zhang Jinshan regrouped behind him.

Fang Yu wore an amplification mask, and his five senses were greatly enhanced. Feeling something strange behind him, he turned around and threw out three ghost-killing talismans.

The three ghost-killing talismans were wrapped in golden light and stuck directly to Zhang Jinshan.

Zhang Jinshan's smile disappeared, and he snorted coldly, blocking the palm leaf fan in front of him.

The ghost-killing talisman stuck on the palm leaf fan could not exert any power.

"Boy, my palm leaf fan is a magic weapon, and the ghost-killing talisman only targets the spirit itself. For magic weapons or other things, it is just a piece of waste paper."

Zhang Jinshan glanced at the ghost-killing talisman stuck on the palm leaf fan and grinned.

"Wouldn't it be better to break your magic weapon?"

Fang Yu had arrived beside him at some point, clenched his right fist, and punched hard.

Bang!

The palm leaf fan was smashed.

"How could you... break my powerful palm leaf fan!"

Zhang Jinshan looked at Fang Yu with a look of astonishment.

This palm leaf fan was extremely important to him. He had knocked Fang Yu down one after another before, thanks to the huge force generated by this palm leaf fan. Otherwise, even with his ten years of practice, he would never be able to defeat Fang Yu wearing the faceless mask.

Fang Yu also gradually realized the difference of this palm leaf fan during the battle. Every time he knocked him down, it was Zhang Jinshan who used the power of the palm leaf fan.

He was in a zombie state now, and could defeat or even kill spirits.

The next thing was only anger.

A punch came, and Zhang Jinshan's clapping belly swelled up. His fist landed on it, as if hitting an inflatable ball.

Zhang Jinshan even took advantage of the power of Fang Yu's punch, opened his mouth and sprayed, and rolling cold air hit Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's body was covered with frost, and his body was stiff. If it weren't for the zombie state, his whole body would have turned into an ice sculpture.

His body was so stiff that he couldn't move for a moment.

Zhang Jinshan had become thinner and came to Fang Yu with a fierce look.

"If you destroy my magic weapon, I will use your energy to counter it!"

Zhang Jinshan came closer and suddenly opened his mouth.