Supernatural: I can become stronger by torturing ghosts!

Qin You leaped into the air and landed lightly.

He looked back.

Nanbei got up not far away, patted the dust off his butt, and made an OK gesture.

Qin You quickly and vigilantly looked into the darkness.

Clap, clap, clap.

Applause rang out.

A white man with brown hair and red eyes walked out, wearing a double-breasted suit. He was holding a revolver in his hand.

His blood-red eyes faded and turned back to their original dark green.

He spoke in a somewhat awkward Chinese.

"Your Excellency is very responsive, you must be a core member of the 'Tiangong'? Maybe... a team leader?"

Qin You didn't say anything, he was very alert, this 'person' gave him a very stressful feeling.

But Nanbei, in order to save face, shouted:"No! He is still in the probation period! Not even an intern!"

The viscount's face showed a trace of exaggerated surprise

"Wow, that's amazing."

He added:"Let me introduce myself, my name is William, and I'm the organizer of this 'dinner party'."

He looked behind the two of them and said:"Where are the others? Just the two of you?"

Nanbei was a little depressed:"This is a trap, right?"

William clapped his hands and laughed:"You just discovered it? I'm the new blood slave in this area, and I gave you a little warning. I didn't expect that there were only two of you little soldiers. What a pity"

"Judging from your appearance and your strength... you are not even at the vanguard level, right? You are at most high-risk aliens."

Qin You extracted the key words.

Vanguard level? High-risk level? Artist?

Ugh! Aliens!

Nanbei came over and explained in a low voice:"Monk, I'm sorry, we got false news... We didn't know there was a viscount here... If we knew... even the team leader might not be his opponent."

Qin You didn't say anything, but silently reached into his pocket and grabbed his newly polished magic weapon.

"That's all, then." Viscount William stepped back a few steps and said with a smile,"It's late, time to go to sleep."

After that, some people walked out from the night behind him. They were all young men similar to the previous blood slave.

Each of them was well-dressed, but their expressions were like wild beasts.

Everyone had a pistol in his hand.

Qin You was silent for a moment:"You don't know how to use a gun."

William still had that calm smile:"I don't need to dirty my hands to kill you, but guns are simple and useful."

He didn't say much, and said directly:"Let's do it."

Qin You and Nanbei looked at each other

"shorten the distance!"

"Good!"

Nanbei jumped high, and Qin You dived.

A hail of bullets swept over.

Fortunately, it was only a pistol, not dense enough.

They passed through the bullet net one after another and killed into the crowd.

Qin You put on homemade brass knuckles on his fists.

Made of consecrated prayer beads, the round beads turned into sharp nails.

He punched the first person in the face.

The blood slave's nose suddenly caved in, and his flesh burst!

He didn't fall to the ground!

Qin You dodged the pistol in his hand, turned around and shot without saying a word.

The blood slave behind him was shot in the head in an instant!

Then he turned around and punched him again!

The blood slave's head exploded like a rotten watermelon!

He glanced at it,"About thirty people! Half each!"

Nanbei:"Good!"

William didn't seem to want to intervene. He stepped aside with interest and admired this bloody fight.

Two people, fighting more than thirty people.

Ten meters away, the gun is fast; within ten meters, the sword is fast, the fist is fast!

Nanbei felt her blood boiling like never before.

Her sword had never killed so many people!

In fact, she was also an intern... it's just that the blood slave was a little too tough.

She tried her best to circulate her spiritual power and swing her sword, but it took a lot of effort to completely chop off the blood slave's head!

And people kept coming up to attack her from all kinds of tricky positions!

Tear!

Nanbei suddenly dodged, it was a close call!

The clothes on the back were torn!

"The health bars of these guys are too thick!"

"It seems that I can only go all out!"

He held the sword horizontally in front of him, kneeled slightly, and made a sword gesture with his hands.

"Tai Chi Sword Song."

A stream of spiritual power like ink flowed under his feet.

He quickly drew a Tai Chi circle.

It was gone in a flash.

"Roar——！"

The three blood slaves around rushed over at the same time without caring about anything!

Suddenly, several black shadows emerged from Nanbei's body!

Each one was like a shadow made of condensed ink! These shadows seemed to be real and unreal, and they directly crashed through the blood slaves!

The blood slaves stopped suddenly, and their fierce eyes were absent-minded for a moment.

After the black shadows penetrated, they dispersed in the air.

The blood slaves seemed to have suffered a serious injury. They stopped at the same time, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their movements became quite slow.

Nanbei drew a circle with his feet and twisted his body.

The long sword brought out a circle of ink-like sword dizziness.

Suddenly!

Snap... three heads fell to the ground! Then the headless body also collapsed!

Nanbei was a little proud,"Monk, how about it, my big wave is very good……"

She turned around.

The fairy's face gradually distorted.

The monk was seen stepping on several shattered corpses, his body covered in blood.

The brass knuckles on his fists were also slowly dripping with sticky blood.

Nearly thirty blood slaves were densely packed around him!

On the other hand, after fighting for a long time, there were only six on Nanbei's side.

Qin Youwei panted and turned his head.

In Nanbei's eyes, his face was also covered with blood and murderous aura, like an evil monk possessed by a demon.

"Huh? What did you just say? What do you mean by"big move?"

Nanbei immediately looked obedient.

"No, I didn't say anything!"You must be joking! I only killed a few people with my ultimate! You killed them all with your basic attack! What a monster monk!

""De de de, de de de."

The blood clan viscount named William made an unpleasant sound again and walked out slowly.

He still had a calm smile on his face, but his eyes were now a strange blood red.