Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 1002 Heh, the cultivation base is not bad. 【Fifth watch】

He grabbed Lin Yan's hand, and wanted to take her away, but after seeing Zong Che's face clearly, he was shocked, why this face was so familiar, but he couldn't remember anything.

Zong Che didn't know what the Seventh Prince noticed. He had noticed the change in his eyes just now.

"how do I?"

His tone of response was very indifferent, and at the same time he was looking at the Seventh Prince. In fact, he also gave him a familiar feeling, but it was not clear.

Lin Yan took advantage of the Seventh Prince's distraction to shake off his grip, turned around and ran to Gongze's side, worried that his condition was not good.

"Ace, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, don't worry, I'm a doctor..."

Gong Ze's words were just trying to be brave. The Seventh Prince's punch was so heavy just now that his internal organs seemed to be smashed by him at that moment. He had healing medicine on him, and Lin Yan helped him up. When I was sick, I reached into my pocket and took out the bottle and took it. It has pain relief effect, but the injury will take several days to heal.

Lin Yan was relieved when she saw that he had taken the medicine, otherwise he would be injured in such a bad situation, and it was unknown what would happen to him after a long time.

In the cave, An Xiangwan saw that Gong Ze was seriously injured, and she broke into a cold sweat for him.

She took the two children to hide early just now, if the two children suffered from that punch, the consequences can be imagined.

Right now, Jiang Luofan and Zong Che were left to confront the Seventh Prince. After Lin Yan broke free from his hand, he did not chase after him. His reaction to Zong Che seemed to be a little strange.

The Seventh Prince is more perplexed by Zong Che than to catch Lin Yan back. Is this the male ghost who killed the demon official last night?

I didn't expect that the ghosts who came back from the land of the death row are so powerful, maybe there are only one or two with great skills, or maybe he was not a ghost in the first place.

After being judged, they will be deprived of their bodies, which refers to the container of the primordial spirit in the top of Vientiane.

After he brought his imperial concubine back to the Demon Race, he would send the Demon Officer to investigate the list of people who were tried and sent to death row in the past.

Now it's time for him to test this male ghost's skills. If he is vulnerable, there is no need to waste time investigating.

After thinking about it, he punched the male ghost with his bare fists.

When Jiang Luofan saw the wind of his fist coming, he dodged a little bit. Even if the air flow brushed past him, he would be hurt, just like in the sun world, after a bullet is shot, just passing by the ear can cause hearing damage to the ear. In severe cases, the entire ear will be wiped off.

The fist style of the Seventh Prince of the Demon Race also caused such damage.

And the target of his attack was Zong Che, not Jiang Luofan. It can even be said that he never looked at Jiang Luofan squarely.

Because he is too arrogant, you must know that the Demon Race is the second largest clan. In fact, in terms of strength, the Demon Race beats the Human Race by several blocks. It is only because of the huge population of the Human Race that they occupy the first place on the top of Vientiane.

Zong Che's strength surprised him, much stronger than he expected.

The Gale Fist he punched, the man just couldn't react at all, but the male ghost was able to avoid it by turning his body slightly, which directly made him punch empty.

"Heh, the cultivation base is not bad."

He only used half of his magic power just now, since the male ghost is not weak, there is no need for him to release any more water.

Zong Che can probably guess at what level the strength of the seventh prince of the Demon Race is. His current cultivation base can't compete with him at all. It's just his subconscious survival consciousness that pushes him hard. He can only grit his teeth and keep his mind Qingming guessed the direction, strength and speed of his moves.

(End of this chapter)