There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Bang Bang Bang!

Founder and Leng Yan girls kept fighting, the ground in the yard was cracked, and the rocks were flying.

"The Yijin Washing the Vatican", when you reach the ninth floor, you can increase the power of the nine-headed wild elephant.

Although Founder hasn't figured out, the force of the nine-headed wild elephant is exactly how many kilograms of force.

But if it is converted into an ordinary adult elephant, an ordinary adult elephant can lift a car with a weight of 1.5 tons.

If the power of one elephant is simply converted to 1.5T, the power of nine elephants is equivalent to the physical strength of 13.5T?

And if there are ordinary people who see the battle in front of them, they must look at the fool on the spot.

This has already exceeded the physical limit of ordinary people.

Ordinary people, even if they exercise for ten lifetimes, hold the punch to the limit of two to three thousand kilograms.

Fangzheng fought with Leng Yan girl every time, the other party's slim arms that looked like flower fist embroidered legs, but it seemed to contain the power of terror, every time the fist collided, they could feel the great power from the other's fist, and they could almost communicate The game is quite similar.

but!

It's still too weak.

The woman in front of him did not feel the kind of oppression he had brought to him.

This is because Founder entered the country too quickly.

Who can be like him, practice a martial arts cheats in a few hours, and reach a peak in a few days.

Seeing that Lengyan girl has indeed consumed all the human skin ghosts, and can no longer produce new human skin ghosts, Founder no longer delays.

Immortal printing method!

Qi illusion!

Leng Yan girl was shocked suddenly, she was bound to get a blow, suddenly inexplicable, the difference between the two was not much, she clearly caught Founder's attack trajectory, but the next moment, she actually fell a punch, but she wanted to react again It's too late, boom!

A fist print resembles a shot, rubbing the air extremely, hitting **** the girl's abdomen.

A huge force like a fierce beast exploded in the abdomen of Lengyan girl, and was almost punched by Fang Zhengyi.

boom!

Leng Yan girl was slammed and flew out.

But Leng Yan girl has not landed, the next moment, Founder has raised the knife to kill.

"Kneel me!"

The knife was like lightning, and Fangzheng chopped towards the cold girl with the back of the knife, and did not want to kill the other party.

He also wanted to leave the other party's life to force information.

Unprepared, some embarrassed cold girls hurriedly raised their arms to stop, bang!

The cold girl, who was still flying in the original shape, was suddenly hit by a fierce knife from the Founder like a catastrophe.

The cold girl at this time is very embarrassed.

The man fell to the ground, gray-faced, all her pride, at this moment was knocked down by Fang like mud.

Phoenix is ​​not as good as a pheasant.

Leng Yan girl also wanted to violently resist, but now her arms could not be lifted, and then she was ashamed and angry, and there were two big footprints on her white and flawless jade arm. Like a bitch, founder was riding underneath.

This made her nasty, nauseating.

Looking at Founder with disgust.

Leng Yan girl was unwilling and wanted to resist. At this time, a big hand like a hoop tightly pinched Leng Yan girl's snow-white neck, a strong sense of suffocation, making her face dark blue. At the same time, the cold blade of the ghost head knife pressed tightly against her skin-like neck, and the blown and delicate skin clearly felt the cold killer on the ghost head knife.

"Move again, I don't mind leaving a scar with a big bowl on your neck." Founder didn't pity Xiangxixiyu, his palm still clasped the snow-white neck of the woman on the ground, and threatened with indifference.

The old **** stick may have been killed.

Not long ago, the other party even let him bear a curse. On his back, there is still an invisible ghost bride lying on his back.

All this comes from the girl in front of this high-painted family, this is a woman with a heart and a heart.

"Don't you like to teach people in an old-fashioned attitude?"

"A little girl who didn't swell her breasts. She didn't learn anything well. She was ill in school. She didn't study well. She ran around everywhere, shouting and killing. All day she just wanted to kill you and kill him.

"From now on, I will ask you a question."

"What is the curse on me, and how can I get rid of the curse on me?"

Fang Zheng questioned with a condescending attitude of looking down.

Once again, that Phoenix is ​​inferior to Pheasant.

"Temperament?"

"Hard mouth?"

"Reluctant to speak?"

Who knows, at this moment, Leng Yan girl who was imprisoned on the ground suddenly wiped herself on the knife edge.

puff!

People just died ...

Fang Zheng still has some reactions, chastity and fierce daughter? Would you rather die?

But at this time, bang, the cold **** the floor exploded like a cloth, the ordinary soul +1.

Founder's expression was shocked, and he was actually a painter!

But this time, the skin-painted ghost, he didn't see any flaws at all, indicating that this skin-painted ghost is much more advanced than other skin-painted ghosts.

Just like when he faced Shahu, he also failed to see that it was just a human skin after Shahu died.

The prospect is like seeing a goddess of backs on the street. When you spend a lot of time and do a lot of foreplay and preparations, but when you are approaching the goddess, you will come back ... The goddess of backs becomes a killer of backs.

It's still a flowery 70-year-old version.

Just ask you whether the stimulation is exciting?

Unexpected?

Surprise or surprise?

Fang Zheng got up, still vigilantly holding the ghost head knife in his hand, he looked around ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Now the enchantment around Li's third house has disappeared. Opposite him, he is standing very famously and looks very elaborate, unlike the talents in reality ... 17- to 18-year-old female high school students.

Awe-inspiring, it was the Gaoyan Lengyan girl who committed suicide by riding under him not long ago!

Regardless of height, facial features, and body shape, they are all the same.

But this cold girl seems to be the real deity.

Because between the eyes, the expression is even more cold, and it is completely cold that can't see the joys and sorrows, and it is as cold as a piece of Wannian Xuanbing.

Since the deity is still alive, what happened to the previous painting?

Shouldn't it be made of human skin?

Fang faced the cold girl, the first sentence was the brain hole of the gods: "Can't a painted skin ghost have a breast augmentation surgery?"

In fact, Founder's original intention is to stimulate again and anger the other party.

Maybe he can get another wave of soul.

Just a moment ago, he killed a total of seventeen human skins, lit ten gas runes, and became rich overnight. Within minutes, he can spend five or six days in the college town.

Deposits surged overnight.

"Twice." Leng Yan girl looked straight ahead, expressionless, and said inexplicable numbers.

The voice is clear and audible.

"My half-brother was smelted into painted skin by me, and killed by you at Longtou Lake half a month ago."

"The paint skin I made in ten days was split, and today, half a month later, you were killed again."

Have you peeled off your blood brother?

Refers to the tiger?

The genius of the Gao family who died prematurely?

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the next sentence, Fang Zheng quickly interrupted and said: "Wait, what kind of painting did you use to kill your neck."

"I'm not a back-boiler, I definitely won't back this pot."

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