Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing that he was about to be bent over by Mrs. Wang.

A ray of Buddha's light bloomed quietly, accompanied by a voice: "Amitabha!"

But he saw Zhao Ke's finger forming a diamond seal, calling out the Wuxiang Sword Sutra and stabbing at the back of Mrs. Wang's heart.

Sorry, I still have to ask for leave!

I thought it was just a cold yesterday, but it turned out to be serious today, and I slept all day.

The mind is now in chaos.

I can also write, after all, I have thought through the plot clearly, including the reversal at the end of the plot, how to connect the next plot to go down, and the framework has been determined in my heart.

I can write hard, but I can’t write the taste of inversion. My mind is in chaos. After 10 minutes of being in a daze, I’d better ask for leave.

I rest early today, and I will make up for it tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the third shift.

Ladies and gentlemen, you are not in the middle!

Chapter 849

With the blessing of the authentic Buddhist heart method such as "White Bone Viewing", Zhao Ke called out the Wuxiang Sword Sutra, which is undoubtedly the breath of Buddha.

Even without the passive blessing of "Sword Resentment" and "Weapon Master" stamps.

The power of this sword should not be underestimated.

At least considering Zhao Ke's current level in reality, I'm afraid it is enough to be called a "sage monk" in any temple.

Even if it is inconspicuous in the horror space, its power cannot be underestimated.

The sword light came in a flash.

Apparently, Mrs. Wang didn't care about the monk Zhao Ke from the very beginning. In her heart, this monk just relied on the golden feather to sneak attack on her and hurt herself severely.

But at this time, when he noticed the strangeness behind him, it was too late.

With a shrill scream, Mrs. Wang didn't care about continuing to possess Zhang Xiong, and turned into a puff of black smoke, and the smoke cloud rolled up and rushed towards the sky.

The murderous aura of this sword is overwhelming, if he dares to continue possessing himself, he is afraid that even one person and one ghost will be pierced by him.

It's just that Zhao Ke is bound to win a sword, how can she escape, and the source of the source is activated, the surrounding air is temporarily absorbed into a vacuum, and a ball of air cannon is aimed at the black smoke.

This is Wang Mazi's original fist blow, and it takes a lot of strength to mix his own strength with airflow, forming a bombardment like a cannon.

It's just that Zhao Ke has a camera source, but he simplifies this step.

There was a muffled "boom" in the dark clouds, and Zhao Ke almost dispersed the dark clouds.

"what!"

Suddenly two screams came at the same time.

There was a black cloud, and Mrs. Wang appeared from it, with bruised veins on her face, and her soul and body became extremely weak.

She was originally a fierce ghost, even a low-level postman, as long as she found the right opportunity, she could seriously injure him.

What's more, Zhao Ke endured for a long time before making a move, because he saw the opportunity when she was possessed.

But at this time Zhao Ke failed to make any further moves.

Because at the same time as Mrs. Wang fell to the ground, a bloody human head smashed heavily in front of Zhao Ke from mid-air.

Zhao Ke turned sideways, but the head fell to the ground like a grenade, blown into fine pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xing's headless corpse fell from mid-air.

Wang Kai hugged Mrs. Wang with a cold face, and stared at Zhao Ke with dark eyes like a poisonous snake.

"Monk, I really underestimated you!"

He was closely related to Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang almost lost her wits, so naturally she was not much better.

The sound of reminders came from the stamp album.

This made Wang Kai's face even more unkind.

After all the calculations, he forgot about this monk. Thinking about it, Wang Kai resisted the backlash and waved his hand, only to see Mrs. Wang actually possessed him.

"I originally planned to save some effort and use this guy as a meat shell for the old woman, but now it seems that I have thought too much!"

Zhao Ke didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to help Zhang Xiong up. This guy's current situation is extremely bad.

Zhao Ke grabbed his arm and could feel his muscles trembling unconsciously.

Looking at Zhao Xing's headless corpse on the ground, Zhang Xiong felt chills in his heart.

Looking at Wang Kai, he was actually full of fear.

Zhao Xing just sacrificed a silver stamp, plus his own 20 years of life as the price, during the short time when Thor was possessed.

I have to avoid its edge, and even run away in embarrassment.

But Wang Kai easily killed Zhao Xing.

If the monk next to him hadn't been seriously injured, Mrs. Wang, even Wang Kai might not have been injured.

Such a gap, in Zhang Xiong's heart, is like an unreachable mountain.

It made him feel hopeless.

I don't know what kind of powerful postman this guy was before he was alive to be able to do such a terrifying thing.

"Monk, you pissed me off, I won't let you die!"

Wang Kai waved his hand, only to see the shadow on the ground shaking, and a shadow holding a spear quietly appeared beside Wang Kai.

"Zhao Xing! Impossible, Wang Kai said, this is simply impossible!"

Seeing this shadow, Zhang Xiong's face suddenly turned ugly. The other party was able to snatch the postman's shadow.

Although I don't know how much strength Zhao Xing has inherited, but this in itself is a heaven-defying ability.

I remember that Wang Kai said before that he had tried, but for some reason, every time he tried, he was unsuccessful.

I was also inexplicably deducted a lot of postage points.

"That's his stupidity. Once upon a time, the shadow system dominated for a while, because someone developed a method of how to plunder the postman's shadow. It was only later that the Holy Light system was the latecomer, and it happened to restrain the shadow system. It’s over from now on, don’t you all know about this?”