Zhi! Zhi!

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was originally just a statue of earth and stone, was dragged along by the statue of Guan Gong, and actually rubbed sparks on the concrete ground.

At first, the speed of dragging the knife towards the fat tiger statue of Guan Gong was still very slow, just like a normal person jogging. But as the distance increased, its speed also continued to increase, and finally gradually exceeded the limit of human beings, comparable to a speeding car.

of cars.

At this time, Fat Tiger, who had already rushed to the van, pulled the door and found that the van was locked.

"Made, these bastards lock their cars for fear of being stolen while doing this!"

Fat Tiger cursed and listened to the increasingly harsh friction sound behind him. He turned around and was immediately shocked. The bloody statue of Guan Gong had actually rushed to a position less than five meters away from him.

"Drag the knife to chop!"

A hoarse and majestic voice came from the mouth of the Guan Gong statue. This was the first time it made a sound.

However, at this time, Fat Tiger had no time to care about why the statue of Guan Gong could speak, because at the next moment, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that had been dragged along the concrete road had already struck him in the head with terrifying power and a harsh sound of breaking wind.

Come down.

At such a critical moment of life and death, Fat Tiger also used his back-up plan. A faint light flashed on his body, and then his body as fat as a water tank turned out to be like a dexterous ape, rolling directly on the spot.

He fired this fatal blow.

Although Fat Tiger managed to avoid the knife attack of Guan Gong's statue by rolling quickly with his trump card, the van behind him was not so lucky.

boom!

With a loud noise, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword of Guan Gong's statue actually cut the silver-gray van in half, and was deeply embedded in the solid chassis of the van.

After delivering such a terrifying blow, the statue of Guan Gong also stagnated slightly, and the white light mixed with blood and black energy on its surface seemed to dim a bit.

Obviously, this dragging knife attack also takes a certain amount of consumption on it.

Taking advantage of the emptiness after the attack on the Guan Gong statue, Fat Tiger, who had just climbed up from the ground after rolling, raised a seven-barrel gun with his left hand and pointed it at the head of the Guan Gong statue. At the same time, his right hand quickly took out the black gun he had taken out from the safe.

Small box.

Bang!

The bullets fired from the seven-barreled gun made a hole the size of a baby's fist on the face of Guan Gong's statue. Then Fat Tiger threw the seven-barreled gun away, and a white pill the size of a fingertip was poured out of a small black box.

, and threw it directly into his mouth.

This white pill in a small black box is Fat Tiger's secret collection. It is a special elixir called 'Tiger Bone Dali Pill'. Although the name is a bit unsophisticated, its effect is indeed very impressive and can

Quickly restore physical strength and increase strength in a short time.

Gudu.

After taking the pill, Fat Tiger's pale face immediately turned rosy after experiencing a series of battles, and the veins on his temples were exposed, like an angry tomato.

The statue of Guan Gong, which had been shot, also recovered from its stiffness. With both hands, it grasped the Qinglong Yanyue Sword embedded in the chassis of the van and began to drag it outward. The ferocious crater on its face seemed to be indifferent to it.

influence.

Accompanied by bursts of harsh metal friction sounds, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was being pulled out of the car chassis little by little by the statue of Guan Gong.

At this moment, the drugged fat tiger roared low, grabbed a machete he pulled out from nowhere, and rushed towards the statue of Guan Gong.

"Anyone who dares to kill me on my territory, you will die today!"

The reason why Fat Tiger is working so hard now is mainly because he really can't run now. After all, where is the weight of more than 300 kilograms, how can he outrun a tireless statue?

In addition, Fat Tiger, who has been exposed to extraordinary power, actually has a trace of greed. This statue of Guan Yu is so extraordinary. If he can defeat it, will he be able to obtain the extraordinary power contained in this statue?

Driven by anger, survival and greed, the drugged fat tiger brandished a machete and rushed towards the statue of Guan Gong in a mad manner, as if the statue was his father-killing enemy.

Based on the lack of wisdom shown by the statue of Guan Gong before, Fat Tiger believed that it would continue to stupidly pull out the Qinglong Yanyue Sword embedded in the chassis of the van, and he would also have the opportunity to sneak attack and attack.

However, often those who treat others as fools are often the real fools.

Sensing Fat Tiger's approach, the statue of Guan Gong actually let go of the hilt of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and a trace of human mockery appeared on the stiff statue's face.

Clenching both fists, stepping forward with his right foot, the stiff sculpted lips of Guan Gong's statue opened for the second time since he shouted "drag the knife to chop".

"Bah!"

Accompanied by a loud roar, a huge majestic shadow with a red face and a long beard appeared above the bloody statue of Guan Gong. Who could it be if it wasn't the Martial Saint Guan Yu?

With the appearance of Wu Sheng's shadow, a strong shock wave immediately erupted, even directly shattering the glass of the van next to the Guan Gong statue.

The power of the Martial Saint - shock!

Facing the power of the Martial Saint, Fat Tiger froze on the spot. He was not only injured by the power carried by the shock wave, but also suffered the impact of the mental power contained in the shock wave, and fell into a state of confusion.

The statue of Guan Gong, which had unleashed the power of the Martial Saint, dimmed a bit again, but this time its movements did not stop. Instead, it stretched out its arms to pull the absent-minded fat tiger in front of it, and then

A heavy and fatal combination of blows fell on Fat Tiger.

Not far away, sitting in the car, looking at the fat tiger that was beaten by the statue of Guan Gong and screamed and spurted blood, Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and waved to Bai Risheng in the driver's seat, gesturing for him to drive.

After receiving Wang Sheng's instructions, Bai Risheng gritted his teeth, stepped down on the accelerator, and quickly switched gears with his right hand. The old pickup truck, which looked like a mangy dog, let out a roar like an old beast, and spewed out a stream of rich black smoke.

The smoke flew out quickly, like a wild beast rushing towards its prey, and rushed straight towards the statue of Guan Gong who was constantly beating the fat tiger.

Bang!

He punched the dying fat tiger to the ground. Sensing the strange noise in the distance, the statue of Guan Gong instinctively turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. But the next second, a dilapidated pickup truck like a mangy dog ​​ran over him.

The fat tiger on the ground hit it directly.

Boom!

Following a violent collision, the front of the Mangyu pickup truck deformed, and the bloody statue of Guan Gong was knocked ten meters away.

Looking at Bai Risheng who was a little dazed after being hit in the driver's seat, Wang Sheng wiped the blood from his forehead and asked in a deep voice, "How is it? Can the car still move?"

Shaking his dizzy head, Bai Risheng gave it a try, and then said, "Okay, okay."

Wang Sheng pointed to the statue of Guan Gong in front of him, which had lost a calf and had its body covered with cracks, but still tried to get up, and said, "Then hit it again!"

Turn the ignition on and put the engine in gear, throttle to the bottom, and the dying mangy old dog roared again.

Boom!

Boom!

After two more solid impacts, the dying mangy old dog finally breathed his last.

The pickup truck couldn't start anymore, so Wang Sheng kicked the door open and walked out with a six-edged crowbar.

Looking at the broken statue of the Martial Saint with only its upper body left, Wang Sheng still did not relax his vigilance even though his sixth sense no longer warned him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two short axes were thrown. With the blessing of Wang Sheng's power, the two whirling short axes whizzed past while rubbing the air. Their power was even stronger than Fat Tiger's five-shot shotgun.

Click!

The hatchet thrown by Wang Sheng was not blocked and directly hit two palm-sized fragments on the remaining upper body of the Guan Gong statue.

It can be seen that although its hardness is still good, it is far less able to ignore pistol bullets than it was at the beginning.

After throwing two axes again and confirming that there was no danger, Wang Sheng came to the statue of Guan Gong with a crowbar.

Without awe of the statue of the Martial Saint, and without any curiosity about supernatural things, Wang Sheng raised the crowbar and smashed it.

Boom! Bang! Click! Crack!

After a violent smash, Wang Sheng's palm was shaken with a trace of blood, and the statue of the Martial Saint was completely reduced to pieces on the ground.

After dealing with the enemy, Wang Sheng, who was about to get up and leave, accidentally discovered that something seemed to be glowing in the fragments of the statue's head.

Wang Sheng leaned over to pick it up and found that it was a smooth stone the size of a quail egg, which looked like a luminous pebble.

Just when Wang Sheng was checking the luminous pebble, the fragment of Guan Gong's statue on the ground suddenly lit up with a faint light again.

This incident shocked Wang Sheng. Could it be that this ghost thing can still change after it is broken like this? Just like fighting a boss in the game, there is a second stage.

Fortunately, what Wang Sheng guessed did not happen. After a slight flicker, the light slowly separated from the statue and converged together, turning into a hazy light group the size of a fist.

Looking at the hazy light group floating in the air, Wang Sheng touched it with a crowbar out of curiosity.

As a result, as soon as it touched, the ball of light seemed to have found its target. Before Wang Sheng could react, it extended along the crowbar and integrated into Wang Sheng's body like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

What is this!?

After feeling his physical condition and confirming that there was nothing abnormal, Wang Sheng simply ignored it.

After all, my sixth sense is quite good at detecting danger. Since it has no warning, the light group that has just integrated into my body should not be dangerous.

Leaving the fragmented remains of the Guan Gong statue, Wang Sheng came to the fat tiger who had been beaten up by the Guan Gong statue before and was then run over by the mangy pickup truck.

At this time, although this fat man was bleeding from all his orifices and was dying, he was not dead yet. His vitality was still strong enough.

"You are just a fat tiger," Wang Sheng said calmly.

"Help, help me, I will give you a lot of money." Fat Tiger said in pain and weakness.

Seeing that the other party was in such pain, Wang Sheng decided to help him.

Under Fat Tiger's horrified gaze, Wang Sheng raised the crowbar in his hand.
To be continued...