Spirit Walker

Entering the hall of the villa, Zhang Yuanqing swept his eyes quickly, and then ran wildly to the second floor.

He stopped at the stairs on the second floor, the door of the room at the innermost part of the corridor was closed.

At the door stood a burly, tall, middle-aged strong man, wearing a black vest, with knotted muscles and a fierce complexion, much like a thug or a bodyguard in a movie.

The villa was silent, except for the strong man guarding the door, there was no one else.

"Wang Qian's sister should be in there. Xiahou Tianyuan tied her here, spray, if you take her with you, you will get all the stolen goods, and I will call Fu Qingyang directly."

He stuck his head out and observed the layout of the second floor. In his direction, there was a surveillance probe facing the room where the strong man was.

If I were Xiahou Tianyuan, I would definitely have people staring at the surveillance probe 24 hours a day. Whenever there was an abnormality, I immediately supported Zhang Yuanqing and silently retracted his head.

At this time, the night tour time was over, he leaned back against the stair wall, and thought while recovering his strength.

In the current situation, there are two options.

One: Leave quietly and inform Fu Qingyang to send someone to rescue the "hostage".

Two: Kill these robbers and take away Sister Wang Qian.

The first option seems to be more secure, but after the official walker intervenes, it will inevitably reveal his identity in this matter.

Xiahou Tianyuan would know that it was the great Yuanshi Tianzun who destroyed his plan.

In the past, Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid, he had meritorious deeds and many trump cards. However, with the example of Sister Wang Qian, he has to consider whether Xiahou Tianyuan, who has no bottom line, will investigate his identity and then attack his family.

Car accident, sudden death, these methods can't follow procedural justice.

And he didn't make a solid plan to assassinate Xiahou Tianyuan.

In comparison, the second plan is more reliable. The premise is that he can make a quick decision without revealing his identity. Xiahou Tianyuan immediately suspected that it was the people from the Killing Palace, not the great Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yuanqing carefully thought about the feasibility of the second plan:

"Xiahou Tianyuan can't send someone from the Saint Realm to guard an ordinary person, and a walker of this level will not do such rough work. The biggest and biggest limit is that a third-level walker sits in town. The Xiahou family is a bachelor's professional family, no Lack of props, in this group of people, there must be one person in control of props, at least one.

"The middle-aged strong man at the door gives me the feeling that he is very like a fire master, with a deep breath, and the few outside have insufficient breath, this person should be the strongest."

After weighing it up, he decided to take a risk, killing the three people outside as quickly as possible, and then killing the strong man at the door before Xiahou Tianyuan's people arrived.

The level 3 fire division who controls the props is very powerful, and it is a challenge for him.

"It really doesn't work, just use a red hijab. But I want to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces." Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart: After all, that is my child's mother.

He chose to save people single-handedly, not for Wang Qian, half for the anger in his heart and revenge on the Xiahou family, and half for Xiaodoubi.

If you train someone's son to be a spiritual servant, you should repay this favor.

After clarifying his thoughts, Zhang Yuanqing opened the inventory and took out the Yi Rong ring.

He has already figured out the functions and limitations of this ring. After wearing the ring, he can visualize someone's appearance in his mind, and he can change into that person's appearance.

The limitation is that you can't change your sex, and you can't become more handsome than your original appearance.

[Note: What do you look like, don't you have any points in your heart? 】That's what I mean.

Putting on the ring, Zhang Yuanqing visualized the appearance of Xiahou Tianyuan in his mind. After a few seconds, his appearance was distorted like water waves. When the waves calmed down, he had already changed into the appearance of Xiahou Tianyuan.

Enter the state of night tour and go downstairs quietly.

In the backyard, three middle-aged people sat around a round table, basking in the late spring sun, drinking beer, eating food, and chatting.

"By the way, that woman looks good." Facing the middle-aged man with a big belly in the living room, he lightly stroked his belly, and he encouraged his companions, saying:

"Brothers, do you want to have a good time, Master Tian Yuan is just using her as a bargaining chip, he will succeed if he doesn't die, and he won't care about it."

The two companions did not take the bait, one was eating barbecue and the other was drinking beer, saying:

"Okay, you can call and ask for instructions. If Young Master Tian Yuan has no opinion, then we will go in and deal with her."

The middle-aged man with a big belly smiled bitterly: "I'm not bored, let's have some fun."

His expression suddenly froze, his eyes fixed on the living room. On the thick carpet, at the entrance of the living room, a pair of brand-new red dancing shoes fell together.

The scene is eerie and terrifying.

The middle-aged man with big belly shrank his pupils and hurriedly warned: "Behind, behind you"

The two middle-aged men froze and turned back sharply.

When the three people's attention was attracted by the red dancing shoes, Zhang Yuanqing appeared behind the middle-aged man with a big belly, covered his mouth with his left hand, and held the bloodthirsty blade with his right hand, wiping it lightly on the carotid artery.

When the two middle-aged men heard the dull "woo woo" sound, they turned around immediately, and saw the face of the middle-aged man with the big belly in horror, the fountain of blood spurting from his neck, and the young man with blood splattered on his side.

"Master Tian Yuan?" The two looked shocked.

Suddenly, they wasted too much time, Zhang Yuanqing stabbed the middle-aged man on the left with a knife.

The opponent's instinctive probing and grabbing, but unexpectedly, the willow blade that stabbed was shattered like a bubble.

illusion.

The next moment, his back froze, and blood spurted out.

"Ye, Yeyoushen?" He spit out these words angrily and unwillingly, and slowly fell to the ground.

On the other side, just as the last kidnapper was about to respond, he saw that pair of weird red dancing shoes rushing over.

He instinctively threw a fist to meet him, but he heard a click, the bone at the wrist pierced the skin, and the fist hung on the wrist.

Bang bang bang!

The red dancing shoes stomped on the kidnapper's chest at an extremely fast speed, continuously and with great force.

The middle-aged kidnapper flew out and never got up again.

The whole process takes less than ten seconds.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward and stabbed the bloodthirsty blade into the chest of the last kidnapper, allowing this bewitching demon's weapon to absorb enough blood.

Holding the handle of the knife, he felt a hot and majestic force pouring into his body.

The slight fatigue caused by the continuous night tour dissipated, and even the physical condition surpassed the usual peak.

The Passive of Bewitching Demon - Bloodthirsty.

Holding the bloodthirsty blade, Zhang Yuanqing stepped into the living room in a grand manner. Just as he stepped on the soft carpet, a swift fire lit up by the door, smashing his head.

But this is just a phantom.

The fists of the strong man in the black vest don't know when he put on red fingerless gloves, and he punched in the air, his expression was slightly stunned.

At this time, the real Zhang Yuanqing appeared behind the strong man like a ghost and stabbed his back.

Yeyoushen's attack was silent and unpredictable, but at the moment when the tip of the knife pierced the skin and penetrated into the muscle, the fire master fell forward with astonishing reflexes.

"God of the Night" The strong man in the black vest rolled to his feet and raised his eyebrows: "You are not Young Master Tian Yuan, who are you?"

At least if the defense is broken, he will continue to bleed... Zhang Yuanqing ignored the other party's words, closed the door of the living room, and then concealed his figure, waiting for an opportunity to move.

At the same time, he quietly took out the Heavenly Toad Stove, kicked it under the sofa, and gave the red dancing shoes a chase order.

Da Da Da... The red dance shoes took a brisk pace and rushed towards the middle-aged strong man. Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to go around from the left and tried to attack the fire division with the red dance shoes.

If there is enough time, he can completely reproduce the record of killing Ou Xiangrong in the underground garage. Unfortunately, not every battle can have such good conditions.

"Humph!"

The brawny man in the black vest snorted coldly, his hands wearing gauntlets burst into flames, and he punched the red dancing shoes.

He soon experienced the helplessness of his dead companion. The flames and fists penetrated the dancing shoes, followed by the sound of "Bang Bang", and a sharp pain in his chest.

The huge Fei Rui made his heart stop suddenly, and he staggered back.

Chance!

Zhang Yuanqing lowered his body and rushed towards the enemy like a cheetah. At this time, he saw the strong man in the black vest with a pestle on the heel, stabilized his body, and slammed his fists on his chest.

"boom!"

Like a high-explosive grenade exploded, the heat wave and shock wave raged, sweeping across Nuoda's living room, the carpet, sofa, and wooden cabinet were ignited, sending high flames.

Zhang Yuanqing was also blasted out, and he nearly fainted with pain all over his body, his hair was curled up, his clothes were on fire, and there were burn marks with black and red blood oozing on his face.

The burly man in the black vest turned pale, and seemed to have been attacked by the explosion. He rushed over fiercely, his back muscles swelled, and his right arm clenched a fist and pulled it back.

Snapped! The air seemed to tear.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was half dizzy, couldn't dodge, so he chose the most correct response, reached out and grabbed it in the void, and grabbed a yellow orb.

The next moment, a fierce fist fell on his face.

The dull sound of bang bang bang echoed in Zhang Yuanqing's ears, and a fist heavier than the other fell on his face and chest.

He seemed to have forgotten to resist, he was beaten and staggered back, and even the steps he stepped back were extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

A khaki halo covered his body, making tiny ripples in circles, and the fist power poured down on him through the defense of the Orb of the Calm. It was painful, but bearable.

Da da da!

The red dancing shoes came to rescue the useless master, and they slammed their feet on the waist of the fire master.

Zhang Yuanqing finally seized the opportunity, immediately retracted the orb, held the knife forward, and stabbed the fire master's abdomen with the tip of the knife.

At this time, the strong man in the black vest ignited spontaneously and disappeared in front of Zhang Yuanqing.

The next second, he appeared in the flames not far behind Zhang Yuanqing.

Fire trip!

After the strong man in the black vest appeared, he immediately kicked out a fiery ball of fire.

The scorching wind was coming from behind, Zhang Yuanqing rushed forward at the fastest speed, letting the fireball fly over his head, and hit the wall not far away with a "bang", knocking out a large piece of charred black.

He just fell down, and before he could enter the night tour, the second and third fireballs smashed one after another.

Zhang Yuanqing rolled sideways, avoiding the first fireball, and was hit on the waist by the second one, his clothes ignited instantly, and a burning pain struck.

Boom!

The two sounds of Feirui gave him a chance to breathe again, and Zhang Yuanqing's rolling figure disappeared.

The strong man in the black vest dodged to avoid a frontal stampede, and suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head. Then, out of the corner of the light, he caught a glimpse of the night wandering spirit of Young Master Tian Yuan, who appeared quietly on the left, and swung his knife across.

"Hmph, ghost tricks!"

This time, he didn't take the initiative to attack, but flicked out a line of fire, easily shooting through the sneak attacking Yeyoushen, making the opponent disappear into a bubble.

But at this moment, the strong man in the black vest turned black and lost his vision.

He was stunned and made a decisive decision. His fists collided with each other in his chest, and terrifying flames and shock waves were knocked out.

boom!

The air wave shattered the TV, overturned the bonsai, and the living room burst into flames.

The strong man in the black vest was relieved that he was not attacked. At this time, his vision was restored, and the coolness of the front page was gone.

Suddenly, an itch crawled up his throat, and he couldn't help coughing. The more he coughed, the more itchy he became. The strong man in the black vest bent down, his face flushed from the cough, and he fell to the ground, his hands and feet were sore and numb.

The red dancing shoes seized the opportunity, attacked frantically, and trampled on the strong man in the black vest again and again.

At the entrance of the stairs leading to the second floor, Zhang Yuanqing watched all this quietly. At his feet was a mellow baby "with tears in his eyes", his little hand pulled the owner's trousers, and the other pointed at the middle-aged man in the black vest, accusing himself of just now. Terrified by him.

Just now, it was Xiao Doubi who was lying on the top of Huo Shi's head, and then Zhang Yuanqing manipulated it to change his vision.

The purpose is to force the strong man in the black vest to use the "explosive" method again, because Zhang Yuanqing had been keenly aware that this was a trick to kill a thousand enemies and destroy eight hundred.

All of this is to pave the way for "poison hair". When he stabbed the back of the strong man in the black vest, Zhang Yuanqing came up with a set of tactics.

Use the red dancing shoes and the bloodthirsty blade for consumption, and use the sky toad furnace as the ultimate move.

The toxin of the celestial toad furnace is continuously volatilized. In theory, it will be poisoned after a single sip. However, the toxin is weak at first and can be tolerated by ordinary people.

So it takes time to accumulate.

But if the target person is in very bad physical condition and is very weak, the immunity will definitely decline.

Therefore, he made a plan to consume the enemy with the pursuit of the Red Dancing Shoes and the bloodshed of the Bloodthirsty Blade, and then end the battle with the Heavenly Toad Furnace.

And he just used the Heavenly Toad Stove so boldly, he was not gambling, he was sure that his immunity would be stronger than that of the Fire Master, and the powerful vitality and self-healing ability of Yeyoushen were his confidence.

Fire division does not have such passive skills.

Seeing that the fire division was trampled by the red dancing shoes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com finally stopped moving. Zhang Yuanqing was still worried, and threw the lancet as a flying knife.

The sharp blade was nailed into the opponent's lower abdomen, and he was relieved, without further delay, he groped for the Tianchan furnace under the overturned sofa, and put this bronze-based, ebony-shaped prop back into the inventory.

Then, take back the bloodthirsty blade and the red dancing shoes in turn, as well as the pair of fists in the hands of the fire master.

At this time, the flames have begun to spread, burning roaringly, with the tendency to devour the entire living room.

Zhang Yuanqing seized the time, rushed to the second floor, leaped high, and smashed the surveillance probe with one punch.

Dengdengdeng. He ran in the corridor with the elm floor, and soon came to the door. Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank violently and stared at the door.

A mobile phone lay there quietly, the screen of the mobile phone was on, and the call was being maintained.

The caller is Xiahou Tianyuan!