Rebirth of the best fighting fairy

Chapter 129 The Hanged Ghost

"Are you here to question me? Or are you here to kill me? If you want to do it quickly, I have to go back and rest!"

Shi Hong was too lazy to argue with the other party, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Murderers, people will always kill them!
There will always be a day when you meet someone you can't kill and die on the spot.

Even if you can't see through this truth, even standing up and pointing, Shi Hongquan thought he was farting!
He was slaughtered overnight, and his true energy wasted too much, almost exhausted.

Whether it is a group combination or a single interception, he adheres to one move to control the enemy without too much loss.

But, after all, there are too many people, and the early warning of the spirit is almost lost.

"Hmph, you are colder than our killers, you should be called an executioner!"

The middle-aged man's eyelids were twitching non-stop. After observing all night, hot weapons were useless against Shi Hong, so he could dodge in advance.

And seized two snipers, one SWS, one Barrett, behind his back.

In terms of strength, it is even more terrifyingly powerful.

The sixteenth-ranked King Kong of North Africa was violently bombarded by his punch.

It was a veritable King Kong, covered with long black hair, resembling a gorilla.

The middle-aged man was ranked fifteenth, and he endured it all night, and when he saw Shi Hong in the worst condition, he jumped out.

This is his only chance!
Ranking in the killer world, strength is of course one aspect, but the most important statistics are the difficulty of completing tasks and the number of kills.

He ranked among the top fifteen by virtue of his huge number of kills.

"kill!"

Shi Hong already understood that this person was the killer.

What else to say, punch straight up!
When he spoke, his right hand formed a fist, and rushed towards him like a cheetah.

Although his true energy was greatly depleted, he was extremely determined and could fight again!
"It's just the end of the battle, I won't fight you hard!"

The middle-aged man waved his hands, his right hand turned like a windmill, and with the support of huge internal strength, even steel bars could bend.

Bang!
The moment he collided with Shi Hong's right arm, he felt as if a train had hit him, and the movement of his arm changed completely.

Because of the powerful force, the body couldn't stop retreating backwards.

"Nimma! This strength is at least a thousand catties!"

The middle-aged man did not expect that even if Shi Hong was exhausted and possessed strength, it would be a huge burden for him.

Now I finally know who the 82 killers are facing!

This is simply a killing machine!
"Can you block a blow? Continue!"

Shi Hong's punch just now was already the strongest blow he could unleash right now.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man only took three steps back.

The right foot stomped heavily on the ground, blood and muddy water flew around, and a deep footprint appeared on the concrete floor.

Right fist straight hit, attack again!
He just wants to use his superior cultivation to forcibly crush him!
There was a strong wind on the fist, before the fist arrived, the strong wind had already swept out, blowing the middle-aged man's clothes.

"Young man, you're so energetic! But I'm aiming at killing people, please!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man pulled out his left hand out of nowhere, and a compass-like disc appeared.

While speaking, his body retreated violently, his right index finger was bitten in his mouth, and he suddenly clicked on the compass.

A blood-red light flashed, the middle-aged man stood still, muttering something, his right hand changed shape rapidly in the void.

The red light on the disk instantly condensed and transformed into a palpitating image of a hanged ghost.

On his pale face, a foot-long bright red tongue kept waving.

The red light flickered all over his body, like bright red blood.

Ordinary people only need to look at it, and they will lose their minds in an instant, and they may be taken away from their souls.

"Subtlety! You are actually in the realm of cultivation? It's a pity!"

Seeing the moment when he took out the disc, Shi Hong was about to speed up, but he didn't expect that the middle-aged man's light body technique was pretty good, it only brought him two meters closer, and it was less than the attack distance!

Then he completely gave up the pursuit, and a Sand Eagle appeared in his hand!

At this moment, both his spirit and true energy were consumed too much, even if he took out the chalcedony, he still didn't have enough spiritual power to activate it.

It's not as direct as a pistol.

He had to know that he was a cultivator in the microscopic realm, and he would definitely shoot directly, and would not fight in close combat.

boom!
With a gunshot, the middle-aged man moved slightly, avoiding the position of his chest, but did not avoid his left arm, a piece of flesh was severely torn off by the bullet.

The disk in his hand almost fell to the ground.

However, the hanged ghost has taken shape, and it is fully displayed in the darkest hour before dawn.

At this moment, Shi Hong threw the Sand Eagle in his right hand fiercely at the middle-aged man, smashing the disk in his hand.

With his left hand, he removed Barrett from his shoulder, pulled the breech bolt, and shot with a flick of his hand.

There was no time to aim, and the hanged ghost was already in front of him.

boom!
Another deafening gunshot sounded, spreading far away in the silent dawn.

All the people at the gate of the park heard the dull voice.

People who wake up early and do morning exercises are naturally frightened when they hear the gunshots.

Immediately afterwards, they asked questions, and the scene was very chaotic.

Even so, the burly man sent by Zheng Minqiu would not let anyone in.

The middle-aged man was shot by Shi Hong and hit the chest and abdomen, causing huge penetrating injuries.

The spleen and part of the stomach were all taken away severely, forming a huge hole.

This is Barrett!

"I……"

The middle-aged man really wanted to tell, to prove that Shi Hong was injured, but his body lost too much blood and the damage was too serious, so he fell to the ground.

At this moment, Shi Hong, with the image of a blood-red hanged ghost, invaded his mind, threw away Barrett, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The hanged ghost is a conscious individual formed by spiritual will.

Ordinary people are basically scared to death when they see it. Even if they are not scared to death, once they invade their minds, they can cause brain death.

Originally, if it wasn't for Shi Hong's excessive consumption, the Thunderbolt Array would have easily wiped out the hanged ghost.

But now, his mental exhaustion is huge, and it is not easy to predict the enemy's opportunity overnight.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his six senses, just like an old monk entering meditation, and nothing outside can be heard.

Looking inside his consciousness, he found that the hanged ghost entered his mind, ready to devour his soul.

It hasn't been long since the soul has awakened, and it has only reached agility, and it is far from being the opponent of the subtle hanged ghost.

Even if Shi Hong was in a hurry, there was nothing he could do now.

If he hadn't invaded his body, he could still think of a way, but now he has no way at all.

Just when he was getting nervous, he discovered that there was another flash of consciousness.

It was full of cracks like broken porcelain.

However, it shone with golden light, which was so dazzling that it slowed down the movements of the hanged ghost.

"At this point, you and I should fuse together, otherwise we will all be swallowed up!"

Although the golden aura of consciousness is tattered, its tone has the majesty of a superior.

Has an irresistible momentum.

"If you hadn't appeared suddenly, how could I have provoked this kind of thing? However, you are also me after all, so you should have merged."

"I just hope that you will not be blinded by the boundless killing and hatred. After the fusion, I will also exist!"

The weak and frail white aura agreed to the request of the golden aura and slowly approached each other.

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