There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 163: Fake foreigners
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"Aren't you resentful?"
"Unwilling to die?"
"There is no one now."
"Come on, let me see, what kind of place is gathering the shadow, what ghost has been made!"
Fang Zheng violently violently slashed towards the third frame.
Huh!
Suddenly there was a strong wind coming in from outside the door, gusty winds, the air temperature dropped, bang!
The kerosene lamp was blown over, and the environment went dark first, and then a fire was caused in an instant.
It was originally a wooden house with a wooden structure. The fire followed the overturned kerosene and quickly spread, like a red poisonous snake, burning in the direction of Fangzheng, trying to stop Fangzheng.
I turned a blind eye to the direction, still slashing towards the picture frame hanging on the wall.
Crack!
Boom!
The photo frame was smashed with a knife, glass **** and sawdust burst and flew, and the powerful ghost knife pressed the air to wind up the convective wind. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed and rushed from the burst frame in front of Fang Zheng When he came out, Fang Zheng's eyes condensed, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he chased him up with a knife.
Shadow is too fast!
Fang Zheng cut a hole.
Fang Zheng's blood pulsed vigorously. There were three lights on the left and right shoulders and the top of the head. Fang Zheng was full of blood and masculinity. The V-Making Diamond Seal on his left hand had no intention of turning around and chasing him.
Boom!
The pair of fists struck each other, and the force of equal impact caused Fang Zheng to encounter great resistance. Fang Zheng took a cold look and found that it was Li Fugui who was behind the vigil.
At this time, Li Fugui's skin was gray and blue, and his skin color was not normal. His eyes were turned white, and he had turned beyond the limit of ordinary people. He could only see the white of his eyes and no black pupils.
It's ghost possession.
Nine Suns are so angry!
The wood burning knife method!
Fang Zheng doesn't care what you are at all. In his hand, he rolls the ghost sword that is about a meter long and slashes it directly.
No mercy.
The Li Fugui in front of him is not a living person, he has no psychological pressure to cut it off.
Clang!
Li Fugui took the knife with his fist, and burst out with a deafening roar of steel ingots chopping each other.
It was the blue-grey color on his skin, the power of a ghost, which resisted Fang Zheng's knife.
But Li Fugui is also absolutely uncomfortable. Nine Yang Zhenqi is originally the most rigid to yang thing, and is the natural nemesis of these filthy ghosts. When the second knife of the burning wood knife is used in succession, the strength of Li Fugui’s fist Became weaker.
Clang!
The third knife chopped Li Fugui back one step.
Clang! clang! clang!
The huge force penetrated into Li Fugui's arms, and Li Fugui's body was shaken with every slash. When the fifth slash was cut in succession, puff!
The gray-green skin on Li Fugui's body surface could no longer withstand Fang Zheng's next knife. A **** fist was chopped off by the ghost knife.
But Li Fugui seemed to be shielded from the painful nerves. He didn't know the pain, his face was expressionless, there was no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy. He only had a pair of pale white eyes that rolled his eyes and continued to rush towards Fangzheng frantically.
The wood-burning knife technique belongs to the fierce and domineering sharp knife, and Li Fugui rushed forward, just in line with Fang Zheng's intention. In an instant, the blade pressed the air, and the air was torn apart and it sounded like an explosion of air. It was an explosive sound that was extremely fast and rubbed against the air, as if it was about to break through the sound barrier.
The momentum is terrifying.
Because of the extreme speed of hacking, the Guitou Knife tore the air violently, rubbing with the high temperature of the air, and even the surface of the Guitou Knife is getting more and more red, the surface temperature is getting hotter and hotter, and the killing power is becoming more and more overbearing.
The wood-burning knife method is a sharp knife.
There are ninety-nine and eighty-one knives in total. This knife is one-by-one, and one is faster than one. The longer the connection of the sword moves, the more powerful it is, and the fewer flaws in the sword move.
Puff!
Continuously slashing to the ninth stabbing, Li Fugui's body was split apart and disappeared.
The black shadow flashed, and the ghost left Li Fugui's body, passed through the flame wall of the room where the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and then flashed into the bedroom next door.
No matter how many Fangzheng, his face is indifferent, his legs are like stepping on the ground, people directly run across the high-temperature flame wall, and a layer of cicada film like pale golden glass is attached to the skin on the body surface to block the ice and fire poisonous gas. !
The log compartment was slashed, the wood shattered, and the man rushed into the bedroom, and turned his hand against the dark air to chop it out.
Nine Suns' True Qi splits out a thick sword aura like a red horse, booming!
An unsteady miner was chopped to the ground by Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng was condescending and chopped out frantically. It was like a pig-killing knife chopped up meat foam. The light of the knife became red, and the air faintly smelled it. The scorching smell is that the knife shines too fast, and the high-temperature energy of the extremely fast friction air is dissipated.
Hey!
A human head rolled down, and Biao shot a **** arrow far away.
It's crackling. At this moment, the fire in the room is getting bigger and bigger, the fire is glowing, and the smoke is billowing.
However, everyone in this room seemed to have died asleep. No one woke up from such a big fire.
There was more than one person in this bedroom. After Fang Zheng cut off the head with a knife, the black shadow left the miner's body and flew again to another sleeping miner on the adjacent bed.
"You are too weak!"
Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and he chased him with his knife.
Dao Guangruo falls crazily, and once again he chopped the possessed person over on the bed, spilling blood on the bed.
In this way, the ghost possessed all the way, and Fang Zheng chased and killed all the way.
He is like a savage and fierce beast, running rampant in the house. The wooden house made of thick logs was chopped and chopped by him, and the impact was riddled with holes.
At this time, the fire has spread to the outer wall of the wooden house, and one-third of it has been swallowed by the fire, and the fire is raging.
It makes a crackling burning explosion.
The seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh... Fang Zheng savagely rushed all the way, and split all the way, when the shadow was about to be attached to the last person, the man named Ping Si At that time, Fang Zheng seized the opportunity, and this time finally rushed to the black shadow to intercept him.
The Guitou Knife made an oblique slash, slashing towards the black shadow, and the extremely fast blade light pressed the air to wind up the convective wind. The black shadow seemed to have known the horror of the Guitou Knife and took a step back. At this time, Fang Zheng yelled violently, his momentum was like thunder, his masculine aura was burning like a furnace, and the vicious diamond seal on his left hand was bombarded out.
Whether it was the previous stab or this move, Fangzheng had planned for a long time. As long as the shadow retreated a step back, he couldn't escape his fist mark.
Boom!
The black figure suddenly stopped, with an expression of pain on his face. Fang Zheng finally saw the true face of the black figure this time, like an ancient man from the 20th century in Europe, white shirt, small vest, trousers, The shiny leather shoes were dressed like a little European gentleman, but they were black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians.
It is the fake foreigner mentioned by Ping Si and Li Fugui.
At this moment, the masculine and flaming blood in the body, with the fist marks, a brain bombardment into the ghost object, the ghost struggles with pain and wants to escape.
"Come as you want, leave as you want, have you asked me?"
"Leave it to me!"
Fangzheng shouted indifferently, and the wood-burning knife pouring out, puff!
The ghost was directly strangled in the sword light.
A ray of spirit flew up and was immediately swallowed by the human skin scriptures.