There’s an Evil Spirit Here

boom!

With the right arm holding the ghost head knife, Qi Gen fell to the ground,

The puppet of the headless corpse also fell back straight.

Founder's eyes were delighted.

Is this a solution to the century-old fierce ghost?

The violent and intimidating momentum of the Vietnam War in his body was about to relax, but immediately, he noticed something wrong again.

No soul!

The ghost in front of him has not been completely resolved!

Human skin scripture is the best way to distinguish!

Founder looked at the headless corpse with missing arms and legs on the ground, and then looked at the ghost knife on the side. A smile that all men understood was on his face.

"Oh, it's over so soon?"

"Good weak chicken."

"I ’m telling you, if not adhering to the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting the old and loving the young, I have been suppressing my own strength. I can use dozens of ghosts like this for a hundred years. I can use dozens of dozens. Do you believe it? ? "

Looking at Fangzheng standing next to the headless body, the self-satisfied and self-proclaimed smiley face, how everyone thinks it feels cheap, this guy's tail is up to the sky, making people look impulsive.

Think about it, you can't fight again, you can only sigh.

"You don't believe that I have killed this century-old ghost?"

"Do you all think I am bragging?"

"What about the trust between people who are upset? Does our friendship boat just turn over?"

"Come on, to prove that I am not a cow, I will show you that I put the ghost knife on the ground back into the left hand of the headless body on the ground. This century-old ghost must have died, and only the dead person did not respond.

Founder stooped down and was about to pick up the ghost knife on the ground.

Looking at the serious expression on his face, it really doesn't seem to be a joke.

"Don't die!"

"No! Zuo! No! Die!"

The suit mob Guo Dasen, the witch and others were so pale that they all stopped.

But everything is too late.

Founder had touched the handle of the ghost knife on the ground with his palm.

"Look, I said nothing."

"Now I will hand the knife to the hand of this corpse on the ground. Look, I will hand it to"

Founder smiled with both eyes, seemed to be completely unguarded, but only half of the words, raised!

Founder suddenly broke out without warning.

Sunfire! The left hand knotted the fist, the surging masculine blood, combined with the yang to pure sun **** fire, the double yang superimposed, one punch fiercely chiseled the ghost head sandwiched under the armpit of the left arm of the headless body.

It was like a fierce hammering of a pile driver, a huge force, a boom, a loud noise in place, and the ground trembled.

This punch contains the ultimate strength of Founder, and the movement is not small.

In an instant, the fierce golden flame of the sun ignited the whole ghost head.

Roar!

A headless fierce ghost shadow wearing a prison uniform and handcuffed thick iron chains, burning a fierce blaze, roaring to get rid of the ghost head, but the burning hot, hot blaze on the ghost head, like a **** , Suddenly **** the ghost ghost.

This shock came too quickly.

"Waiting for you for a long time! Let me die this time!"

Fire degree swordsmanship!

Throw away the ghost head knife in his hand, and the right hand palm knife is ready to go. The knife is suddenly cracked, and the wind is like a storm, and the head is covered and the face falls.

He was not stupid enough to use a ghost head knife at this time.

Knife ten!

Knife twenty!

Knife thirty!

The cicada film on the surface of the palm knife, the reddish wrought iron in the faint golden light, the air is getting hotter and hotter, which is the continuous transpiration of the yang atmosphere, and it is also the extreme high temperature caused by high-speed friction. The evil and evil things are even more fierce.

Nine, ninety-one and eighty-one!

This is the only time that Founder has hit the whole knife skill so far, poof!

The ghost ghost phantom exploded in the air, but saw that the phantom was like a black tentacle and wanted to re-stick together, but at this time, Founder said: "Little black!"

The cat shadow on the wall appeared again, swelled and became bigger, constantly swallowing ghost spirits.

The Founder's hands knotted the fist, and the Demon King Kong seal helped fight the ghost spirit together.

Until

Special Soul +1.

The rest of the people have been stunned by this rapid change of successive **** reversals.

Look at each other.

There are doubts and doubts that we were just being played by children with intellectual disabilities just now?

"Founder, are you okay, your hands ?!"

Guo Dasen, who had always been worried and concerned about Founder, saw that Founder's right hand was bleeding, the flesh was cracking, and a big mouth was torn open, and the bone was deeply visible.

Even Founder knew better than others that his right hand also injured part of his bones and some of his bones were cracked.

That's because he used too much force just now and hurt his bones.

"It's okay, it's all a minor injury, you see, it's already hemostasis." At this moment, Founder really relaxed, the indifferent colors in the battle's eyes gradually disappeared, and he said hello to everyone, thanking everyone for your concern.

He sealed the blood vessels near the wound with true air.

"Is this time really dead?"

Everyone still has some fears, after all, this is a century-old fierce ghost that makes people unable to bear the resistance.

Founder: "Well, I have confirmed my eyes this time and I am completely dead."

After hearing that, everyone was relieved first, and then they all looked complicated and looked at the Founder who talked to them and laughed. They didn't feel the tension that had just experienced a battle of life and death.

Mammoth!

monster!

This guy must have a Tyrannosaurus in his body! Yes, yes, this is a personal Tyrannosaurus, otherwise how could it be so cruel!

"How did you find that the weakness is the head?" The witch looked like a curious baby.

Founder: "I also gamble casually."

"I think he became more terrified after cutting his head, so I guessed it casually, I know it really won."

The words are understated, but everyone understands how dangerous they are.

"Brother Chen Chen, are you a Sakyamuni disciple?" At this time, the blind monk looked excited and surprised with a fanatical expression of worship.

"Your fighting style is very similar to that of Sakyamuni disciples. Brother Chen and I are already so powerful and powerful. Brother Chen must have come from the Buddhist tantra, right?"

"It seems that I will change my name in the future, and I will call Brother Chen my brother."

What a special brother.

"No." Founder turned black, turned around and picked up the ghost knife left on the ground.

Starting with icy cold, like holding the icy cold and hard like nine feet under the ice.

It's so cold ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ This is the result of being nourished by yin qi all the year round.

For example, the common blade can generate magnetism after rubbing with the magnet.

At this time, Founder was already happy to smile.

Great harvest!

Rich!

No wonder everyone likes to do bosses, and can explode special spirits, as well as advanced equipment.

Looking at the Founder with the face of the Scrooge, the people wanted to help him silently.

Is this still a fierce character who has just worked hard for a hundred years and has a fierce fighting style?

Why is the painting style reversed so much?

Suit mob Guo Dasen had to interrupt Founder: "The fighting here is too dynamic. I think we should leave here as soon as possible."