General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

Both have been trained and dealt with many ghosts.

From nausea and vomiting at the beginning to now numbing habits.

But this was the first time they had seen such a miserable ghost.

The rotten flesh that was cut off the ground was like a kind of torture called Ling Chi.

"What are you two doing?" Lin Miaomiao was a little anxious, "Luo Ze, deconstruct it quickly while he doesn't find it!" Hearing

this, the two reacted.

Xia Feng was concentrating on dissecting the ghosts and should not have noticed their arrival.

Luo Ze wiped the ramen he ate at night, "Good, okay." His

right eye gradually shifted, as if the camera lens had rotated a few times, as if it was in focus.

Deconstruction, one of the skills of the Eye of God.

Deconstructed opponents, classes, skills, appearances, this information will be reproduced in the eyes of God at a glance.

Of course, deconstruction takes time, and the deconstructed person must also be constantly in sight.

At this moment, every movement and even details of Xia Feng were engraved in Luo Ze's eyes like frame-by-frame animation.

I saw that he provoked no entropy, slashed a diagonal line in the dark night, and cut the ghost's body in half.

However, the next sword he swung made everyone slightly stunned.

So slow.

Perhaps the speed of the summer wind was too fast, and this sword slowed down in the eyes of everyone as if it had opened a speed of 0.5 times.

However, just as the entropy was about to stab into the ghost's body, the three of them trembled.

So strong!

On that strange short sword, there was a rich black ghost aura fluctuating.

This sudden change in rhythm caught the ghost off guard.

No entropy pierced into the body, and the powerful force cut through a black hole, piercing it extremely silky.

The three of them froze.

This powerful ghost has obviously eaten a lot of humans, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

Let the three of them up, you must also play a delicate cooperation, and it takes a lot of effort to solve it.

And Xia Feng alone had already divided his corpse in his hands.

Half of his body fell to the ground, and the ghost's shouts were already hoarse.

But it's still trying to survive, like a maggot.

This ghost weapon is much stronger than Xia Feng imagined.

Even if the technique is not applied, the rhythmic changes brought about by increasing and decreasing entropy are enough to make the opponent difficult to parry.

"Since just now, I have swung a total of three hundred and forty-three knives, of which one hundred and two knives trigger entropy reduction, ninety-eight knives trigger entropy increase, and the probability of two passive triggers is about 30 percent?"

The summer wind completely divided the last body of the ghost, and looked down to think.

This probability is not high.

But it doesn't matter, because as long as the frequency of swinging the knife increases, the number of triggers will increase significantly.

He picked up the condensed ghost beads and stretched.

After the test, I was finally able to sleep well.

He turned to look at Huang Leyao behind him.

The latter slumped on the ground in a duck-sitting position, his looming white collarbone hidden under a loose school uniform, his bangs were a little messy, and his small face was a little frightened.

"A beautiful young girl who is alive." Xia Feng quickly made an evaluation in his heart.

"Just after school?"

He asked.

"Yes... Yes. I didn't expect the idol to speak, and Huang Leyao was a little ashamed.

"Don't be so involuted in the future, you know? You see, I almost lost my life, right?

Xia Feng opened his mouth to accuse.

"Good, okay." Huang Leyao was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Xia Feng to say such words.

For some reason, how did she feel that there seemed to be a trace of resentment in the other party's tone?

"Ozawa, what's the situation today, hasn't the deconstruction been completed yet?"

Seeing that the summer wind was about to leave, he was a little anxious.

In the past, Rozee's deconstruction usually took only a few minutes, but today it dragged on for so long.

The other party can easily kill powerful ghosts, and the strength of both sides is not an order of magnitude.

Until he can't figure out whether the other party is friend or foe, he won't show up on his own initiative.

"Captain, I... I..." Luo Ze slowly turned his head, and the hearts of the two people trembled.

The azure blue pupils unexpectedly showed several terrifying cracks.

It's like a broken mirror.

And the eye socket of the right eye was also overflowing with scarlet blood, which continued to flow down and stained half of the face.

"Captain, I can't deconstruct it."

Rozee's tone seemed to be doubtful of life.

"How is that possible?!"

Both are stupid.

From the team to the present, Rao is an S-class class, and the Eye of God can also deconstruct it in five minutes.

However, when it encountered the summer breeze, it was terrifyingly countered.

What exactly is the occupation of the other party?

Suddenly, Li Dongzheng's pupils shrank, and he thought of a sentence.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss is also gazing at you.

You can watch it,

but don't look at it for too long.

He turned his head sharply to look at Xia Feng, his body trembled, and he was stunned in place.

In the silent night, under the dim street lamps.

The strong wind blew the corners of his clothes,

and the boy stood there and waved at them.

Then, it disappeared into the night.

He...... Greeting us?

An inexplicable fear spread around.

That is, the teenager discovered their existence early.

The other party did not break and did not show hostility towards them, is it friend or foe?

Moreover, Li Dongzheng knew very well that if it weren't for him, this female student would have become a ghost's dinner.

"Little sister, can you show your uncle the video you just recorded?"

Li Dongzheng asked with a kind smile.

"Who are you?"

Huang Leyao looked wary and hugged the small schoolbag in her arms tightly.

"Don't get me wrong, we're good people."

Li Dongzheng was a little cramped and quickly waved his hand.

Hum!

Huang Le Yao Suo gender past head.

It looks so rough that it doesn't look like a good person.

Or the Ultraman mask is much more pleasing to the eye.

......

As soon as he opened the door, Xia Feng saw Zhao Xiyu sitting in the living room.

"Oh~"

Xia Feng threw the ghost bead into her arms.

Zhao Xiyu sat dignified on the sofa and put the ghost beads aside.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

She asked solemnly.

"Just after a death battle, now the awakened people in the new city are in the hospital to deal with the aftermath, what if you encounter a powerful ghost?"

"Why, this is worried?"

"You, what are you talking about!"

Zhao Xiyu stumbled and scolded.

Xia Feng ignored it and was ready to do something big.

He tinkered with his phone and then took off his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Xiyu's face turned red, and his butt moved out a few times.

"Take a picture for me."

Xia Feng shoved the phone to her.

Zhao Xiyu was slightly stunned, but still did so.

Took the phone, looked at the burned skin behind his back and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he tapped up the screen.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Xiyu still couldn't contain the curiosity in his heart and asked.

"Hey, hey."

He raised his phone.

Shown above is exactly the chat history of him and the head teacher taking leave.

A flash of confidence flashed on Xia Feng's face:

"I don't believe that Lao Tzu burned like this, can she still not approve me?"