Storm of Kings

Zhao Yiren was stunned when he saw the Fubo ship, and immediately laughed: "Hahaha, who did this good thing? He achieved this young man's wish that he couldn't even think of. Ouyang Tailan, it seems that you can't escape the ship. The fate of death. It's a pity that a beauty is wasted, and if you can't be happy with this son, it may still be the end!"

"The son! It seems that the maidservant's sister and Zhou Lie have been buried here. This is really retribution. See how arrogant they are?" Liang Peacock's heart is full of joy. Seeing the shipwreck, how can these two be good? But such a powerful ship shattered silently, thinking about the doorway inside, I couldn't help but be shocked. It's better to avoid such incidents far away.

"Go in and have a look, this son is very curious who is playing the black hand at Ouyang's family? And if he played so hard, there must have been a terrorist master here before, otherwise there will be no trace of the battle left outside the ship, indicating the battle. We solved Ouyang Tailan in the ship together."

"Don't do it? The maid always feels terrible here, why don't you go in? I'm waiting outside?" Liang Peacock knows that some of the most famous people have ways to track down clues. What if they catch her? Even if you don't know, who knows if it will cause a commotion? Ouyang's family will be madly searched after being hit hard by this. How will this class care about innocent people? So don't get caught up in such dangers.

Zhao Yiren sneered coldly, and patted a piece of paper armor on Liang Peacock, and said: "Also, when my son went in to investigate, you were carefully watching outside, but immediately notified my son if there was a disturbance. Ouyang's family was hit by a black hand. It has nothing to do with our Zhao family, don't talk like a mad dog at that time!"

"Yes, the maidservant knows!" Liang Peacock nodded like smashing garlic.

"Huh, coward!" Zhao Yiren murmured, turned around and put on five layers of paper armor, and waved out a large number of paper men, like a disciplined army, probing into the sunken ship.

These paper men drained the sea water, blinked Kazilan's big eyes, carefully checked every corner, and walked farther and farther after entering the sunken ship.

Zhao Yiren followed behind, his expression getting more and more solemn.

The shipwreck was too clean. No matter the ceiling or the ground, it seemed to be scraped neatly. What did you experience at that time?

Unprepared, Zhao Yiren's heart palpitated, and he quickly moved to the right.

A cloud of darkness appeared in front of him, and the Nether Flame that shouldn't have appeared here swept away, flattening all the paper men he released, and burning the paper armor on his body.

"Damn..." Zhao Yiren instantly shattered the paper armor on his body.

Without waiting for him to be grateful that he was careful, he set up a few more layers of defense, and a giant sword appeared in the diagonally down, without any fancy, it was a sword at the head.

"Are you still alive?" Zhao Yiren felt like an anaconda, raised his left hand pliers to the giant sword, and his right hand flicked to his chest, releasing a silver wolf head like a trick.

This wolf's head is not small. Although it is also made of paper, it is a portrait of a real wolf's head, and its teeth are so sharp that it is difficult to avoid biting on the body.

Zhao Yiren found something wrong in the flashlight.

Why is this sword so heavy? Before he withdrew his right hand, his right arm was fractured with a click. For a monk who was very close to the fifth rank, it was almost impossible.

"Asshole..." Zhao Yiren's anger surged, and there was another click on his shoulder.

The heavy sword smashed down, and it became heavier, making him unable to move away for a while.

Suddenly, with a broken arm and a shattered shoulder, Zhao Yiren was about to explode, and a cloud of ghostly flames sprayed from him, instantly ruining the silver wolf head and approaching him.

"what!"

He didn't want to be contaminated with this kind of flame, and hurriedly released paper kites, paper mice, paper birds, and paper strips as a buffer.

Zhou Lie was not bitten by the wolf's head. He threw the giant sword just now and moved to the left to make room for Ying'er behind to start the fire.

Before long, Zhao Yiren couldn't catch a breath. He found that the paper kites and birds were all turned into ashes, and he had to use the life-saving trick at the bottom of the box to release a golden dragon.

This golden dragon is made of gold leaf and gold paper. It is more than ten meters in length. As soon as it appears, it emits golden flames, just to resist the fire.

Zhou Lie pointed towards the ground, and the giant sword seemed to collapse, spraying out segments of armor shaped like the blade of the sword, and quickly interweaving upwards into a tornado-like sword mountain, like the most terrifying meat grinder.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Yiren 10,000 did not expect that this kid's giant sword is so weird.

Juli, giant swords, and giant blades are everywhere, forcing Zhao Yiren to do his best, with a paper python on the left and a paper shield on the right, constantly digging out things.

These paper pythons, paper shields, paper armors, and paper swords are by his side, not much worse than ordinary treasures. This is what Zhao Yiren is good at.

Divine cultivation pays attention to spiritual cultivation, just one mind blessing can turn corruption into magic!

This situation is magnified in Zhao Yiren. The things he folds out of paper are better than the original after blessing. The most important thing is that it is cheap, and there are as many as you want.

Zhou Lie was very surprised. The giant sword had only left three sword marks on the enemy after the armor was attached, and it did not hurt the muscles and bones. The gap between the steps was not so easy to break through.

At this time, Ying Er spit out the third group of market fire.

If all the offensive pauses for one second, Zhou Lie will directly admit defeat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't say a second, just half a second, maybe Zhao Yiren will come back.

In this process, Zhao Yiren has been exporting. You must know that he only has one hand at the moment, and he can't spare Zhou Lie's troubles, which is passive resistance. Once he was freed up, it would be really troublesome, and he couldn't move this big rock anymore.

The third group of market fire arrived.

This is the last fire in the market, representing all that Suzaku has left in Yinger's body, which can burn bones and souls and incinerate everything! Shocked Zhao Yiren hurriedly shook his body and released his ancestor spirit!

His ancestral spirit was unknown. He was just a well-known merchandiser in history who relied on a pair of skillful hands to fold out a variety of small animals out of paper and sell them to his children to support his family.

I don't know how many years have been discounted? The flowers, birds, fish and beasts he folded out came alive, and were appreciated by the prefect, and offered to the royal family to make playthings to shine on the lintel.

Unexpectedly, many years after his death, he was resurrected in the descendants of future generations, but this descendant was too arrogant to regard him as an ancestor, but only knew that he used his skillful hands to break all kinds of killing weapons.

"One thought of Lingtai, the ancestor's blessing!" Zhao Yiren does not expect the cooperation of the ancestral spirit. For him, the ancestral spirit is just an origami machine, and he will come and leave.

"Boom..." Ancestral Spirit's gaze became dull, and he suddenly spread out his arms to make a thousand hands.

At this moment, Zhao Yiren’s chest sprayed out a large amount of white paper, and instantly turned into a paper man, a paper beast, a paper bridge, a paper tree, a paper house, a paper street, and a paper wall.

This is the age of Origami Zhao's life, and every detail is displayed vividly and vividly, and people can't help but marvel!

At this moment, the world folded out of paper burst into flames. Although Origami Zhao's eyes were still hollow, he instinctively raised his hand to stop...

That is his work! He was abused by future generations, and his heart was ashamed at this moment...