There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 153: twice

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Boom boom boom!

Fang Zheng and the glamorous girl kept fighting, the ground in the yard was cracked, and the earth and rocks flew up.

"Easy Muscle Washing Marrow Brahma Sutra", when you reach the ninth level, you can increase the power of the nine-headed wild elephant.

Fang Zheng has never figured out how much KG strength is the power of the nine-headed wild elephant.

If converted into an ordinary adult elephant, an ordinary adult elephant can lift a car weighing 1.5 tons.

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

And if ordinary people see the battle in front of them, they must be foolish on the spot.

This has already exceeded the physical limits of ordinary people.

Ordinary people, even if they exercise for ten lifetimes, will hit the limit of 1,000 KG in one blow.

Fang Zheng fought with the glamorous girl with every punch, and the other's thin arms that looked like fists embroidered their legs, but they seemed to contain terrifying power. With every punch collision, you could feel the huge force coming from the opponent's fist, almost To be able to play against him is equal.

But!

Still too weak.

The woman in front of me didn't have the kind of strong oppression that the evil tiger had brought him.

This is because Founder moved too fast.

Is anyone like him who can practice a martial arts secret in a few hours and reach the peak in a few days?

Seeing that the glamorous girl has indeed exhausted the ghostly painted skin, and there is no new ghostly painted skin, Fang Zheng no longer delays.

The Immortal Seal!

Aura illusion!

The glamorous girl was suddenly shocked. The blow she was about to win suddenly fell inexplicably, and the speed of the two was not much different. She clearly captured the attack trajectory of Fang Zheng, but the next moment, she actually missed a punch, but she It's too late when I think about the reaction again, boom!

A fist mark was like a pill, rubbing the air at an extremely fast speed, hitting the cold girl's abdomen heavily.

The huge force like a fierce beast exploded fiercely in the cold girl's abdomen, almost being punched through the abdomen by Fang Zheng.

Boom!

The glamorous girl was hit and flew out.

But the glamorous girl hadn't landed yet, the next moment, Fang Zheng had already carried the knife to kill.

"Kneel me!"

The speed of the knife was lightning, and Fang Zheng slashed at the glamorous girl with the back of the knife, not wanting to kill the other party.

He also wanted to leave the other party’s fate for information.

Unprepared, some embarrassed glamorous girls hurriedly raised their arms to block them, bang!

The glamorous girl who was still flying upside down in her original form was suddenly hit by Fang Zheng's fierce stab and fell to the ground.

The glamorous girl at this time was very embarrassed.

The person fell to the ground, with a gray head and face, all her arrogant, at this moment, Fang was knocked to the ground like mud.

A phoenix is ​​not as difficult as a pheasant.

The cold girl still wanted to resist fiercely, but found that her arms could not be lifted, and then she was ashamed to find that on her white and flawless jade arm, there were two more large footprints, and the lotus arm was being trampled on by Fang Zheng's feet. Live, being ridden by Fang Zheng like a bitch.

This makes her, who is misogynistic, feel sick inside.

Looking at Fang Zheng in disgust.

The glamorous girl was unwilling and wanted to resist. At this moment, a big hand like a tight hoop pinched the glamorous girl's snow-white neck, and her strong sense of suffocation made her face black and blue. At the same time, the cold blade of the Guitou Knife pressed tightly against her skinny neck, and the snow-nen skin that could be broken by a bomb clearly felt the cold killing intent on the Guitou Knife.

"Move it again, I don't mind leaving a big scar on your neck." Fang Zheng didn't have pity for Xiangxiyu, his palms still clamped tightly on the snow-white neck of the woman on the ground, his expression indifferent and threatening.

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

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

All of this stems from the girl of the Gaojiao family in front of me, a woman with a feminine heart.

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

"A little girl who doesn’t have a bulging chest, she’s not good at learning, she’s a second-year illness, she doesn’t study well, she runs around, shouting and screaming to kill, all day long thinking about killing you, wanting to kill him. Of."

"From now on, I will ask one sentence and you will answer one sentence."

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

Fang Zheng interrogated in a condescending attitude.

The sentence was fulfilled again, the phoenix in trouble is not as good as the pheasant.

"Have a temper?"

"Hard mouth?"

"Refused to speak?"

Nevertheless, at this moment, the glamorous girl who was imprisoned on the ground in an embarrassment, suddenly wiped herself on the edge of the knife.

Puff!

People just die like this...

Fang Zheng couldn't react for a while, chaste fierce woman? Would you rather die than surrender?

But at this moment, bang, the cold **** the ground exploded like a piece of cloth, her normal spirit +1.

Fang Zheng's expression is startled, he is another painter!

But this time, he didn't see any flaws in the Painted Skin Ghost, indicating that this Painted Skin Ghost is much more advanced than other Painted Skin Ghosts.

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

The sight of the foreground is like seeing a back goddess on the street. When you spend a lot of time, doing a lot of foreplay and preparation, you are about to approach the goddess but you look back... the back goddess has become a back killer.

It's still like a flower on the 70th birthday.

Just ask if you are stimulating or not?

Unexpectedly?

Surprise or not?

Fang Zheng got up, still holding the Ghost Head Sword in his hand vigilantly. He looked around and found that the enchantment around Old San's house had disappeared. Opposite him, there was a famous person who looked very delicate, unlike the talents in reality... a high school girl of 17 or 18 years old.

Awesomely, it is the glamorous girl of the Gao family who committed suicide by wiping her neck while riding under her not long ago!

Whether it's height, facial features... or figure, it's all a model.

This glamorous girl seems to be the deity.

Because the expression between the eyebrows and the eyebrows is even more frosty, it is as cold as a piece of black ice that cannot be seen at all.

Since the deity is still alive, what happened to the painted skin before?

Shouldn't the painted skin be made of human skin?

Fang was facing this glamorous girl, and the first sentence was psychedelic: "Can't Painted Skin Ghosts have breast augmentation surgery?"

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

Maybe it will allow him to gain another wave of spirit energy.

Just now, he killed a total of 17 human skins, lit up 17 runes, and became rich overnight. A few minutes will be enough. He has been in the university city for five or six days.

Overnight deposits soared.

"Twice." The glamorous girl looked right in front of her, her face blank, and said inexplicable numbers.

The voice is clear and beautiful.

"My half-brother, who was peeled and refined by me to paint, was killed by you in Longtou Lake half a month ago."

"The painted skin clone I made in ten days was killed by you again today, half a month later."

Pickled his own brother of the same blood?

Meaning the evil tiger?

The genius who died early in the Gao family?

Fangzheng took a deep breath, but when he heard the next sentence, Fangzheng quickly interrupted: "Wait, you obviously wiped your neck to commit suicide by wiping your neck."

"I'm not a man with a pot back, I will never recite this pot."