Chapter 642 Lao Zhao Shows Off His Power (Part 2)

Facing the people's unbridled ridicule, Zhao Yicheng didn't seem to take it to heart at all. The smile on his fat face did not diminish and he said: "Very good, laughing is better than crying. Let's smile now and hope that you won't cry when you die later." Urinary incontinence.”

He had a smile on his face, but his words had a harshness that made people shudder.

Some people were still laughing, but some people already felt something was wrong and their expressions changed.

August sneered and said: "Those who don't know whether to live or die, since you are bent on death, the Great Rakshasa Sect will definitely fulfill your wish and you will not have a good death!"

Zhao Yicheng was still not angry. He reached into his briefcase and dug, dug, and pulled out a black...peony flower!

I saw him holding flowers and smiling, which was a bit enchanting and charming.

Suddenly, he threw the black peony into the air and squeezed it a few times with his big fat hands, as if it was some magic trick.

The next moment, countless black peonies appeared in the sky, each petal flashing with a seductive dark light, faintly carrying a bitter fragrance. It was obvious that the petals of those flowers contained poison.

Countless peonies have surrounded the fusion Rakshasa, and then shot towards the fusion Rakshasa at the same time.

These flowers look beautiful, but are actually deadly.

Although the fused Rakshasa was made by the master of the Great Rakshasa Sect using the bodies and true essences of several dead and half-dead "Ten Rakshasas", it is painless and fearless, but its fighting instinct is extremely strong. He knows that Black Peony is powerful and judges Unable to carry it with force, he immediately threw the huge body of the demon ape away and wielded the mantis sword to chop at the black flowers in the sky.

The black flowers filled the sky, strange and beautiful. The fused Rakshasa slashed in all directions, and the true energy exploded wildly, forming a series of golden blades, splitting the black peonies into pieces.

The fused Rakshasa defended against a wave of attacks, but the people around him suffered.

I saw one of the richest men in Petersburg and two grand dukes and lords being touched by the fragments of the black peony. They were instantly poisoned, their limbs shrank, and they turned into a black human stick and fell to the ground.

The others were simply frightened out of their minds and hurriedly retreated farther away, but they did not dare to escape. After all, running away under the nose of the Great Rakshasa Sect's leader was equivalent to slapping the Great Rakshasa Sect and the leader in the face. No one would be reckoned with afterward. Able to withstand.

Zhao Yicheng watched the fused Rakshasa use the mantis sword to chop his black peony into pieces. His fat face couldn't help but tremble, his smile froze, and he cursed: "Gan! That's Old Zhao, I came from Fuxia Island in the South China Sea. I bought it from a casual cultivator at a huge price, but it was suddenly broken into pieces by me, which is unbearable. Wow, oh, oh, oh, I will fight you, Old Zhao!"

As he spoke, he took out another pen from his briefcase, a wolf-hair pen.

Then he took out a bottle of ink, an inkstone, and some pieces of rice paper.

It can be said that the four treasures of the study are all available: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

As if by magic, he made the rice paper float in the air, and the briefcase was also floating in the air. Then he poured the ink into the inkstone, grinded it hastily, held the pen in one hand and the inkstone in the other, dipped the pen in the ink, and drew on the rice paper. Out of a high mountain.

To be honest, Zhao Yicheng's painting skills are not worthy of praise. The mountain does not look like a mountain, but more like a grain pile.

But this is not the point. The point is that our boss Zhao seems to have used the secret treasure method this time.

I saw him flicking the Gudui Mountain on the rice paper with his pen, and suddenly a 100-meter mountain peak flew out of the paper, roaring and slamming down on the Fusion Rakshasa!