Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 97: Blood night!

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The two elders exclaimed in exclamation, and the four martial arts captains also changed their faces, and looked at the gray-clothed elder who suddenly shot in horror.

Lao Lao squinted his eyes slightly, and a bloodthirsty breath of yin prey overflowed all over his body, and a contemptuous and cold voice came slowly from his mouth.

"What are you? How dare to question the old man?"

The yin-bird's gaze swept away, and the two elders around him immediately trembled, and they involuntarily stepped back two steps.

A palm!

Kill the Patriarch whose strength is the pinnacle level of a martial artist with one palm? The palm of his hand made their Patriarch die in his hands without even having a chance to stand up!

In the raging fire, under the piles of rocks, the 100-year-old Patriarch of the Xu family, just so frustrated and unexpectedly died...

Standing on the heights, under the mask of Feng Jiu raised his brows slightly, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Aren't these two people in the same group? Actually killed that Patriarch Xu?

Kill with one palm...

Her gaze fell on the gray-clothed old man, looking at the visible profound energy condensed in his palm.

Great Warrior!

The strength of this gray-clothed old man is a great martial artist above the martial artist! Also, being able to kill a peak of a martial artist with one palm, his strength is naturally much higher than that of the Xu family chief.

It's just that the Great Warrior...

At the moment, she should have no problem dealing with the level of the Xu Patriarch, but she can deal with the Great Martial Master, and it seems that the strength is more than the first-level master martial of the Xuanji realm, and it is obvious that the two of her are not opponents of each other.

"Go, catch her to the old man, remember, the old man wants to live."

The gray-clothed old man stood still, folded his hands in his sleeves, and stood there quietly, looking at the dazzling red figure of evil charm with excitement and expectation. It's so weird that it makes people feel creepy.

"Yes, yes."

Whether it is two elders or four martial arts captains, even if they see the Patriarch being killed by him, they dare not avenge the Patriarch, because they know that the strength of the other party is far above them, if not Obey, they are the next to die!

She saw a few people approaching her, her eyes flickered, she took out the dagger and held it back in her hand, leaping for her breath, and landing on the roof not far away.

The few people chased them in. They didn't have weapons in their hands. They seemed to be afraid of the old man and didn't dare to attack her, but they didn't know that this would only give her a chance to kill them more easily.

"Where to escape!"

An elder drank and stretched out his hand to buckle Feng Jiu's shoulder. The surging profound energy and the pressure of the martial artist all attacked at this moment. I wanted to shake her and catch her. Unexpectedly, his hand was buckled and twisted behind him, his ghostly body and tricky and weird techniques made him inevitably fall into her hands.

A cold dagger hit his neck so easily before he could back away.

When the other people saw them, their hearts were slightly stagnant, shocked and unbelievable. They all know the strength of the three elders, but now they are easily detained by her? Still falling into her hands, life and death are up to her?

"Don't, don't kill me..."

The three elders were a little frightened and couldn't believe it, but in the blink of an eye, this imaginary scene happened, and the person who was held at the disadvantage became him.

"It's late."

Feng Jiu said coldly, pulling the dagger in his hand, and saw a deep cut in his neck, blood pouring out.