Hong Kong Comprehensive Starts from Chasing the Dragon

Chapter 671
It may have been sealed for too long. Issey Miyake's understanding of Chinese people has always been 30 years ago.

Dare to make a move against himself, in the eyes of this Colonel, it is already an incredible thing.

Such people, one has two, absolutely impossible to have three, and it happened in just one day...

result.

Ding Yunfeng taught him a lesson. The ax was long and the arms were short. When the ax blade struck him, his claws hadn't caught Ding Yunfeng yet.

The handle of the ax engraved with many evil spells suddenly lit up red, and the ax blade buzzed. Issey Miyake sensed something was wrong, and flinched slightly before his head was chopped off.

"what!"

Although he avoided the bad luck of beheading, Ding Yunfeng was ready to strike the axe, but he still slashed at Issey Miyake's face obliquely, crushing the Fusang ghost king, and fell to the ground from the balcony on the second floor of Sanshengju.

Pressing the handle of the ax with both hands, Ding Yunfeng stared at Issey Miyake with cold eyes. The latter firmly grasped the back of the ax with two ghost claws, trying hard to pull out the ax blade that had cut into his cheek.

"Little devil, seppuku 30 years ago was enough for you.

Today you dare to come back to life, I think you want to pay back what you owed before you were alive! "Ding Yunfeng sneered, while stimulating the mana in his body, pouring it into the jade pendant of the head of Maoshan in his palm.

The jade pendant close to the handle of the ax was full of aura, and the runes blessed by the former Maoshan sages on the handle of the ax were aroused, competing to emit bright golden light.

Trails of black smoke escaped along the blade of the axe, and Issey Miyake felt that the axe in his hand was as hot as oil, and the yang energy emanating from it was rising rapidly at an extremely terrifying speed.

And what frightened him was that he prepared to transform countless bats to escape from the threat of the ax blade several times.

Why can't it be done?
It is obviously just a very inconspicuous exorcism axe, why does it have the effect of interrupting one's own spellcasting?

As the handle of the ax was gradually pressed down, the ax blade that cut into the cheek made the wound bigger and bigger, and more and more black energy emanated from Issey Miyake's body, and the opponent's breath and resistance became lower and lower.

These black qi are all this ghost, hiding in the barrier, fully warming the pure yin qi that has been nourished for 30 years.

The more it dissipates now, the more his cultivation will drop.

When the Yin Qi completely dissipates, this so-called ghost king will completely disappear from this world!

Ding Yunfeng quickly saw the meaning of begging for mercy from Issey Miyake's eyes.

even!

Issey Miyake also used some kind of secret method to convey to Ding Yunfeng his willingness to surrender.

Ding Yunfeng remained unmoved, continued to increase the output of mana with a cold face.

The jade pendant, the head of Maoshan, almost turned into a little sun. Infected by it, the ghost-slaying ax from the formation of the formation trembled violently and let out an unbearable wail.

After dozens of seconds.

Ding Yunfeng exhausted all his strength and finally split Issey Miyake's head in half. The latter wailed again and again, and a massive amount of black energy gushed out from his split head.

Kicking away the Fusang ghost king who was about to dissipate, the ghost-killing ax in Ding Yunfeng's hand suddenly clicked, and the handle of the ax that had been passed down for more than a hundred years was weathered in the blink of an eye, leaving only a cold ax that fell at Ding Yunfeng's feet.

Jingle!

Zhong Fabai, Lin Daying, and Feng Si, who caught up later, saw this scene as soon as they arrived.

The three of them froze at the same time, but within a second, they were awakened by Issey Miyake's wailing.

In less than ten seconds, the Fusang Ghost King turned into ashes in front of everyone.

The expressions of the three of them were a bit unnatural, Zhong Fabai felt that when he took an order for the first time, he not only created a mess, but also had to be dealt with by the big boss to finish it, it was simply too embarrassing and a failure;

Lin Daying was secretly worried that if things were not done well tonight, Brother Feng would deduct everyone's salaries;

As for Feng Si, he was only embarrassed.

Because on the way over, he had discussed with Lin Daying and Zhong Fabai.

In case Brother Feng has any troubles under Issey Miyake's subordinates, even if everyone wants to break up the gang, they must first desperately avenge Brother Feng...

"Don't look at me like that." Ding Yunfeng shrugged his shoulders: "First of all, the opponent underestimated the enemy, and then I showed weakness to confuse him, and with the help of the power of two magic weapons...

In such a situation where there is mental calculation and no intention, I can send this little devil on the road with an axe.If it is really a fair fight, with my current strength, there is no way to beat him. "

"Brother Feng, you don't need to be humble. Although this ghost king is a bit low-profile, he is a ghost who has been buried in the shade and cultivated for 30 years. In the old days, you became famous tonight." Zhong Fabai laughed. laugh.

Seeing Ding Yunfeng get up to smoke, Zhong Fabai took out a yellow cloth bag: "There is an old ghost inside, I caught them on the way to support them.

Now that Issey Miyake is out of his wits, if Brother Feng wants to know about the Imperial Army Club, I think it's better to find a way to pry this tongue open. "

Ding Yunfeng took the cloth bag and untied the mouth of the bag without making arrangements in advance.

Black smoke billowed, and a figure rushed out of the bag.

Helpless, there were many violent people present, and before they could escape, they were beaten down by Lin Daying with a gossip mirror.

thump.

A male ghost in a black suit with thinning hair and wrinkled face fell down from the air.

"Now I'm asking you, if half of the sentence is false, you can try our Maoshan Taoist priest's technique of torturing ghosts." Ding Yunfeng opened his mouth and the leader old ghost shuddered.

"Bold, you..." The memory of his life allowed this ghost to retain his sense of superiority over the Chinese after his death.

In the middle of the conversation, Feng Si already spit out a stream of Yang Qi from his fingers, causing him to roll all over the floor.

When the Fusang old ghost breathed a sigh of relief, Ding Yunfeng took the wicker whip that Lin Daying had woven: "Tell me, when you performed seppuku in the club, who helped you arrange the barrier so that Issey Miyake could be revived?"

"Don't hit, don't hit." Seeing the willow whip, the old ghost waved his hands in fright: "It's... a warlock from the Jiuju school."

"What is the purpose of helping Issey Miyake come back to life?"

"Disaster Hong Kong Island, and even turned Hong Kong Island into a ghost country on earth..."

"Ha ha!"

"ridiculous!"

"Out of control."

Zhong Fabai, Lin Daying and Feng all laughed together.

Ding Yunfeng also held back his smile, and waved the wicker under the old ghost's frightened gaze: "This idea, I can only say, is as funny as "Happy Tonight".

However, it is quite in line with the personality of you Fusang people.

All right.

Apart from this club, do you have arrangements for other places on Hong Kong Island?

If so, tell them about it.I think, your plan to turn Hong Kong Island into a ghost country on earth can't be achieved by Issey Miyake and you gang of egg-scattered ghosts, right? "

"Of course there are other arrangements! Our great day..." the old ghost boasted habitually.

But Ding Yunfeng glared at him, and immediately choked back the words: "We also have a layout in a certain building..."

(End of this chapter)