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The side doctor Zuoxiang 5200 Text 388. The second witch god

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    Wang Pengyu looked slightly surprised when he saw Feng Xiongren come on the stage. Half of his body had already left his seat, but then he sat back down.

    "It's strange. When I first saw him, he was physically strong and had a strong destiny. He was not a person who died young. How could he have changed so much in just one year after not seeing him? Could it be that he was subjected to the magic of an African wizard?" Wang Pengyu murmured to himself.

    One is fate, two is luck, three is Feng Shui, four is Yin De and five is reading. The most important and difficult thing to change is fate. Only real heavenly masters like Wang Pengyu can use heaven-defying magic to change people's fate. When he saw Feng Xiong  It's a little strange that a person's personality has undergone such a big change.

    The reason why it is difficult to change one's destiny does not mean that it is difficult to change the fate of a person who is a bad person, such as premature death or death, into an auspicious one. It is also extremely difficult to change the original auspicious life pattern into one of death or disaster.

    As for death caused by fighting and martial arts competitions, it does not change the opponent's fate, but changes the opponent's luck. This is much simpler than changing the fate. Ordinary warlocks may use spells to reduce other people's luck, or  Use Feng Shui arrays and other means to influence the Feng Shui of other people's houses.

    Because of this, even if a Xuanmen warlock does not use spells to disturb his own destiny, it is difficult for others to judge the good or bad fortune of the warlock. After all, the warlock cannot look at himself. Once he feels that his luck is not good, there are many ways to change his current luck.  transport.

    Once the external force is too strong, it can affect the fate and Qi, which is difficult for a warlock to calculate, even Wang Pengyu.

    After all, the warlock only peeks into the secret of heaven, but cannot control it. Wang Pengyu judged that an ordinary person can live ninety-nine years.  But if this ordinary person suddenly encounters an external force that is too powerful, or if other heavenly masters cast spells that affect his destiny, sudden death is not impossible.

    To put it bluntly, an ordinary glass cup fell from a high altitude. Wang Pengyu could predict in advance that the cup would break, but what if a truck carrying cotton suddenly passed by and caught the glass.  The glass did not break. It cannot be said that Wang Pengyu's judgment was wrong. It was just that the external force was too great and affected his judgment.

    It is precisely because the secrets of heaven are elusive and difficult to predict.  Only then have so many physiognomy, Feng Shui formations, etc. been derived. Faces, palms, and bones are all different. Wang Pengyu can only speculate on future changes to the best of his ability.

    Being able to use means to influence Feng Xiongren¡¯s fate is definitely not something ordinary people can do.  Or maybe something surprising happened to Feng Xiongren, causing his fate to change and become riddled with evil spirits. In the eyes of Wang Pengyu, a physiognomist, he was naturally very curious.

    This is due to his profession, and it is not because he and Feng Xiongren are in the same boat that he has to help Feng Xiongren.

    ??A hacker in an Internet cafe or somewhere accidentally sees other people using hacking methods to invade other people's computers or defend against other people's attacks. If the other party's technology surpasses his own, he will definitely stay and observe.  This is exactly what the hacker's identity subconsciously makes him do.

    Feng Xiongren didn¡¯t know that Wang Pengyu was looking at him in the crowd. He stared at the black man with a similar build to him in the opposite corner of the iron cage ring with a sullen face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking very eerie and terrifying.

    The black man opposite was about 1.95 meters tall, strong and muscular, with shiny muscles.  Even among black people, he is a rare big man. Feng Xiongren's figure is comparable to that of his opponent. Among Orientals, it is rare among millions. I don't know if it is because he grew up drinking bear milk.

    It¡¯s not unusual for an Oriental to be over 1.9 meters tall, but it¡¯s rare to see him that big. Wang Pengyu estimated that he weighed at least 2,700 kilograms.

    That¡¯s why.  The referee on the stage screamed for a long time, and the drinkers and gamblers outside were hesitant about which bet to make. It was not until the game was approaching that they went to the bar to place their bets and collect their tickets.

    Wang Pengyu took a quick look and found that these people were betting on U.S. dollars. It seemed that the locals didn¡¯t trust their own currency very much. Once the government fell, the currency in their hands would become rotten paper, but the U.S. dollar was still trustworthy.  Regime change is very common in Africa, as evidenced by more than a hundred countries on the continent.

    What surprised Wang Pengyu was that someone used RMB to invest, and the bartender accepted it. It seems that as China continues to develop, the influence of currency has radiated to African countries.

    There were a lot of people betting, but not much. The total amount was about ten thousand dollars, which was far behind the millions and millions of bets at Xijiang Villa.

    When the time was up, Feng Xiong stood up with a low whooping sound. The black evil aura emanating from his body became even stronger, and he strode to the center of the ring.

    The black man on the opposite side raised his hands and roared wantonly at the surrounding audience for a while, then he walked toward Feng Xiongren with a vicious smile and a beating chest.

    ¡°My body is a bit taller than before.¡±??Stronger, looks a bit like the Thai Lan Yaxin, who uses the head-lowering technique to stimulate qi and blood to increase his strength.  "Wang Pengyu nodded slightly.

    The two people in the ring soon started fighting.

    What no one expected was that the extremely fierce and roaring black man punched Feng Xiongren on the cheek. Feng Xiongren did not dodge, and allowed the opponent's fist to fall, and his head tilted slightly to eat him hard.  One punch, and then he roared and suddenly launched his right hook, hitting the opponent's chin like lightning. The terrifying force actually sent the black man flying off the ground, flying more than two meters away with a bang, and fell to the ground without a trace.  Any sound.

    Wang Pengyu had just met Feng Xiongren and heard him boast that he had grown up eating bear milk and had amazing strength. He accidentally killed the construction boss before running away. Now he was surprised to see the power of Feng Xiongren's punch.  , Good guy, the power of this barbarian's punch can even be compared with that of An Jin martial artist, he is like a giant human bear!

    After being amazed, Wang Pengyu couldn't help but feel a little pity. This Feng Xiong was born to learn Xingyi Xiong Xingquan. If he could meet a famous Xingyi martial arts master when he was young and practice Xiong Xingquan, he would definitely be able to maximize Xiong Xingquan.  Relying on his strong blood, An Jin's peak strength may not be comparable to that of ordinary martial arts masters!

    The winner of the battle was decided instantly, and the onlookers were silent, and then they cursed loudly or cheered. These were the people who placed bets, but no one shouted about fake punches or anything.

    Even an idiot can see the power of Feng Xiongren's punch. The hook can knock a giant man weighing more than 200 kilograms into the air. Needless to say, how terrifying power it contains. The black man will definitely have his chin  Crushed or even concussed, even if he survives, he is still a useless person.

    Feng Xiongren knocked down his opponent with one punch, his face remained gloomy and unchanged, and he turned around and walked back without saying a word.

    Wang Pengyu and Feng Xiongren faced each other face to face. When Feng Xiongren turned around, he discovered that behind Feng Xiongren¡¯s exposed upper body, just at the cervical vertebra and shoulder blades, the evil spirit was the strongest. When he opened his eyes, he saw an evil spirit.  The huge scorpion formed lay on Feng Xiongren's back. The six scorpion legs penetrated deeply into Feng Xiongren's back, and a pair of giant claws clamped tightly on his cervical vertebrae.

    "Wait a minute!" Wang Pengyu saw Feng Xiongren walking backstage under the leadership of a black man. He narrowed his eyes and let out a thunderous roar without warning, "Feng Xiongren, what's going on?"

    Suddenly, everyone in the bar looked towards Wang Pengyu. When Feng Xiongren turned his head, a burst of light suddenly burst out in his dead eyes, and then his whole face became distorted, as if he was suffering from extremely terrifying pain, and there was black air on his neck.  There was a surge of blood, and the neck muscles were tense. He gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Save! Me!"

    The face of the black man next to him changed. He reached out and took out a colorful puppet from his pocket. Just as he was about to squeeze it hard, he heard shouts of surprise from all around him. He felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if it was bound by an iron hoop. He turned around to look.  , was shocked to find that the oriental young man who was more than ten meters away had somehow reached his side, with a hand pinching his wrist holding the puppet.

    Wang Pengyu crushed the black man's hand bones with a click, and the puppet slipped from the black man's hand. Wang Pengyu flipped his wrist and picked up the puppet. He didn't care about the black man's life and death, and pushed him aside casually. He looked at the colorful puppet and couldn't help but secretly secretly think about it.  I thought: "Weird? It looks the same as my golden talisman, but it can control living people. This evil magic is really weird!"

    The puppet fell into Wang Pengyu's hands. Feng Xiongren seemed to feel a little better. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Brother, help me!"

    Wang Pengyu nodded slightly, his face became solemn, and a faint golden glow suddenly erupted from his palm. The magic power in his palm condensed a "swastika" character, and he grabbed Feng Xiongren's back like lightning, and unexpectedly pulled the huge thing lying on Feng Xiongren's back and neck.  The evil scorpion was captured!

    Feng Xiongren suddenly let out a shrill scream, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. Then his face relaxed, as if he was relieved, his chest kept rising and falling, and he gasped like a bellows box.

    The scorpion fell into Wang Pengyu's hand, and was burnt by Wang Pengyu's swastika curse until it emitted green smoke, but it was still struggling desperately. The scorpion tail kept stabbing the back of Wang Pengyu's hand. Unfortunately, Wang Pengyu's body was as hard as black steel.  Iron, of course, the scorpion cannot pierce the back of Wang Pengyu's hand!

    Wang Pengyu had a look of surprise on his face when he saw Scorpion being so tenacious, but he quickly snorted coldly: "Break it for me!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his hand, and he squeezed hard!

    The lights of the bar were shining brightly, and the searchlights on the ring shone like daylight. However, the golden light erupting from Wang Pengyu's palms still made the eyes of the black people present hurt. However, they naturally could not see the scorpion condensed with evil energy, which had been captured by Wang Pengyu.  Forcibly squeezed into blue smoke!

     There is no doubt that the wizard who used this evil method to change Feng Xiongren's life and even control Feng Xiongren's body is definitely Huajing Daoxing, the witch god with the most powerful Daoxing among African wizards!

    Wang Pengyu and Dinakas spent some time together in Wangjia Village, Jun County, and learned from her that the number of witch gods in Africa is very small, and there are only more than ten witch gods in the whole of Africa.  Witch gods are usually priests and elders of ancient African tribes. They rarely leave their own territory if there is no need, and especially rarely enter the territory of other witch gods for no reason.

    This is the territory of the Witch God Dinakas!  .  .  )

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