The lineman had an extra mask in his hand.
It was the stone mask that was originally worn by a fake foreigner, but was snatched away by him.
Fangzheng didn't have time to stop it, the linker had already put a stone mask on his face, so it's a surprise!
The surrounding woodland is gloomy, the temperature drops sharply, the wind howls, and great darkness begins to descend.
After putting on the stone mask, the aura on the linker's body began to become strange and erratic.
"I'm going to kill you!" The linker was drenched in blood at the moment, he didn't expect that he would be in such a mess today.
"You don't even know how different the ability of this 'face of the night' is... It's a pity that the 'face of the night' was deliberately broken into three parts. It is more than enough for the following practitioners to kill you."
It was getting darker and darker.
The darkness hit like a tide, and gradually I couldn't see my fingers.
The night is too dark to see...
"It took me six years to finally find the other two pieces. This is the last piece. Soon, soon... As long as I collect all the pieces of 'The Face of the Night', I can hunt the Night Walker that Layers... The body of the Night Tourist is the most perfect material... "
The lineman's voice became more and more crazy as he talked, and he laughed out loud at the end... But he laughed twice, and the laughter suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes widened, and he looked at Fangzheng behind him in disbelief.
Because the range of motion is too large, the neck muscles are sprained...
At this moment, Fangzheng became a light source. It was the reverse-worn Taoist robe borrowed from the old magic stick on his body, and the chaotic scriptures on it were as bright as stars at this moment, dispelling the darkness.
Back then, the linker was held back by Fang Zheng in the security room, and he didn't see how the old magic stick got out of the cave, otherwise he wouldn't have sprained his neck in horror...
"How is this possible!" The lineman had a hellish expression on his face.
Fangzheng didn't talk nonsense, bang, the rocky ground under his feet was cracked by Fangzheng's foot, and he had already chased him with a knife. At the same time, in Fang Zheng's heart, he had to admire his foresight, and borrowed this Taoist robe from the old god stick for two hundred and fifty yuan.
Boom!
Fang Zhengfei unleashed a knife, cutting out a ten-meter-long waterfall of knife energy.
"ah… "
The linker let out a scream, and his back was slashed heavily by the thick saber air. His back seemed to explode, he coughed blood in his mouth, and fell hard.
There was a big gap in the flesh and blood on the back, and the rolled flesh around the wound suddenly bled profusely.
The linker wanted to escape from the earth, but Fang Zheng, who had been on guard for a long time, would occasionally shake the Nine Yang True Qi to the ground to prevent the linker from burrowing into the ground to escape.
The lineman was not reconciled.
But he was unable to recover. One of his left arms was removed, his back was seriously injured and he kept coughing up blood, and even the face of the night, which he relied on the most, was useless.
The link master is like a bereaved dog, and he still wants to resist, but it just gives Fang Zheng a chance to get close and detect the enemy with true energy! Wood-burning knife technique!
The sword skills are getting faster and faster, and the linker is gradually unable to keep up with the fast sword, puff! puff!
Two legs were chopped off by Fangzheng.
The linker spat blood, fell to the ground in despair, blood gushed out of his body, Fangzheng was condescending, and stepped heavily on the linker's chest, shattering his internal organs.
He said that he would trample the lineman under his feet with the soles of his shoes! Fangzheng planned to press the other party about the curse, but before he had time to ask...
"You're strong...but you can't kill me."
The linker, who fell to the ground in a pool of blood, was ashamed of being humiliated, but finally smiled strangely at Fangzheng.
boom!
Several kinds of energies were already mixed in the Linker's body, and with the help of external forces plundered by special abilities, he was seriously injured, and finally could no longer maintain his balance, and his body exploded.
Fangzheng sensed that something was wrong, and quickly retreated. When he returned to the original place, the body of the linker was gone, and there was only blood dripping on the ground.
"Ah hey, don't just die like this."
"If you want to die, you have to tell me first, how to get rid of this damn curse on me."
Fangzheng tried his best to resist the disgusting vision caused by the sticky flesh and bones under his feet. In the pile of rotten flesh, he finally found the face of the night.
This is a stone mask.
The tentacles were extremely cold, and bursts of Yin Qi wanted to invade Fang Zheng's body.
At a close distance, Fangzheng finally understood what the fragments in the mouth of the linker meant. There was an area in the center of the mask with a different color. This entire mask is re-engraved on the original basis of this fragment.
No wonder!
He felt why the century-old spirit sealed in the mask was so weak.
Turns out it was just a piece of debris.
Fangzheng squeezed his palm hard, click.
The mask crumbles into stone dust.
There is only a hard shard the size of a palm left in the palm, this is the real face of the night.
so…
Fangzheng clapped his fists. In addition to ghosts, this world also has all kinds of evil equipment handed down from time to time
Is it a ghost weapon? burial objects? Penis
Or penis
Then there should be... penis, right? That's what Fang thought.
Pfft, above Fangzheng's palm, a red brilliance filled the air. It was the most yang's true energy of nine yangs, constantly burning the fragments of the stone surface in his palm.
Fangzheng felt a cloud of cold resentment inside the fragments, struggling all the time.
He increased the infusion of Jiuyang Zhenqi.
Kacha... The fragments cracked... Bang, and finally exploded into stone powder, which slid down from between the five fingers. When the night wind in the mountain blew, the stone powder dissipated into the sky and the earth.
A ray of soul energy with green light floated up.
Special soul energy +1.
Fangzheng was startled at first.
However, when he thought that a corpse puppet could be controlled for decades with just a mask, and it was an antique from a hundred years ago, it seemed to make some sense. But I felt something was wrong, the century-old female ghost in Gujing Village only contributed a ray of special soul energy...
At this moment, Fangzheng's cell phone rang, and when he checked the caller ID, it turned out to be Butcher Zhang.
"Are you busy now?" asked Butcher Zhang.
Fangzheng pretended to be out of breath: "I'm running at night to exercise, ho, ho, listen, I'm panting, it may not be convenient to answer the phone."
"Hey, it's a big fire. Butcher Zhang, guess what I saw. I ran at night and saw a place on fire. I'll go to put out the fire first. Butcher Zhang, do you have anything else to say?"
"If not, I'll hang up first."
Butcher Zhang suddenly contacted him during this sensitive period, which made Fang Zheng a little guilty.
Zhang Butcher's voice was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations: "It's nothing, but someone contacted me just now, saying that they saw a wild giant firefly, glowing and glowing outside Zhou City, and attracted the attention of a train of high-speed train passengers who happened to pass by."
"I was also told that there was a bushfire happening in that area as well."
"I happened to be in Mr. Fu's shop, and Mr. Fu just told me that you called him yesterday, and the location happened to be near that place. If you have time, help me catch that wild firefly. The firefly is now Threatened species, protecting the country's endangered species is everyone's responsibility."
Fangzheng: "..."
(end of this chapter)