There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 251: Explosive equipment

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Boom!

With the right arm holding the Ghost Head Sword, they landed all at once,

The puppet of the headless corpse also stood upright and fell to the ground.

Founder's eyes were happy.

This is the solution to a hundred years of fierce ghosts?

The fierce and awe-inspiring momentum of his body that became more and more fierce, just about to relax, but immediately, he realized that something was wrong.

No spirit!

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

Human skin scriptures are the best way to distinguish!

Fangzheng looked at the headless corpse with arms and legs on the ground, and looked at the ghost knife that fell to the side, with a smile that a man understands on his face.

"Oh, it's over so soon?"

"So weak."

"Let me tell you, if it weren’t for the traditional Chinese virtues of respecting the old and loving the young, I’d always suppressed my own strength. For a century-old ghost like this, I could beat a hundred... well, I could beat ten. , Do you believe it or not?"

Looking at Fang Zheng standing next to the headless corpse, the self-proclaimed and proud smiling face, how everyone thinks that he feels cheap, this guy's tail is going to the sky, making people look impulsive.

Think about it, I couldn't beat it again, so I could only sigh.

"Do you not believe that I have killed this century-old ghost?"

"Do you all think I am bragging?"

"Distressed, what about the trust between people who say good things? Did our friendship boat turn over just like that?"

"Come here, in order to prove that I am not bragging, I will prove it to you. I put the ghost knife on the ground back into the left hand of the headless corpse on the ground. This century ghost must have died. Only dead people No response."

Fang Zheng bends down and is about to pick up the ghost knife on the ground.

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

"Don't die!"

"no! zuo! no! die!"

Guo Dasen, the witch and others in suit thugs turned pale with fright, and they all stopped.

But it's too late.

Fang Zheng has already touched the handle of the ghost knife on the ground with his palm.

"Look, I'll say it's okay."

"Now I will pass the knife to the hand of the corpse on the ground, look good, I will pass the knife to..."

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes with a smile, as if he was completely unguarded, but he was only halfway through his words, Rae Ran!

Fangzheng broke out suddenly without warning.

The sun **** fire! The left hand was marked with a fist, the surging masculine blood energy, combined with the sun to pure sun divine fire, superimposed on the double yang energy, and slammed the ghost head that was trapped under the left arm of the headless corpse with one punch.

Like a pile driver's violent gouge, with a huge force, bang, there was a loud noise on the spot, and the ground trembled.

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

In an instant, the sacred fire of the sun with its raging golden light ignited the whole ghost head.

Roar!

A headless fierce ghost phantom wearing a prison uniform and thick chains of handcuffs, burning with a raging sun, roaring to get out of the ghost's head, but the ghost's head is burning hot and hot, It seemed to be a bondage, sucking the ghost phantom firmly.

The shock came too quickly.

"Waiting for you for a long time! Give me death this time!"

"Fire Duluo Sword Technique"!

Throwing away the ghost knife in his hand, the right palm knife ready to go, and the knife burst into the air in an instant, swiftly like a violent storm, and fell down.

He wasn't stupid enough to use the Ghost Head Knife at this time.

Ten knives!

Twenty swords!

Thirty knives!

The cicada film on the surface of the palm knife, the light golden light brings redness like hot wrought iron, the air is getting hotter and hotter, it is the scent of the sun that is constantly transpiring, and it is also the extreme high temperature caused by high-speed friction. , Specializing in the evil things, the lethality is more fierce.

Nine-nine-eighty-one knives!

This is the only time that Founder has hit a complete sword art in a combo so far, puff!

The ghost ghost exploded in the air, but saw that the ghost gave birth to black air like tentacles, and wanted to reconnect together, but at this time, Fang Zheng said: "Xiao Hei!"

The cat shadow on the wall reappeared, swelling and getting bigger, constantly devouring ghost energy.

While Fang Zheng had fist marks on both hands, Fumo Jingang seals helped to slay ghosts together.

Until...

Special spirit +1.

The rest of the people had already been stunned by the rapid changes in the successive reversals.

They looked at each other.

There are suspicions and doubts...we were just being played as mentally handicapped children?

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

I have been worried and caring about Fang Zheng Guo Dasen. They saw that Fang Zheng's right hand was bleeding, the flesh and blood broke, and a large gap was torn open, with deep bones visible.

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

That's because he tried too hard just now and hurt his bones.

"It's okay, it's all minor injuries. You see, the bleeding has stopped." At this moment, Fang Zheng really relaxed, the indifference in his eyes gradually disappeared during the battle, and he greeted everyone with a smile and thanked everyone. Care.

He used Zhen Qi to seal the blood vessels near the wound.

"This time, is it really dead?"

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

Fang Zheng: "Well, I confirmed the look in my eyes this time. I'm completely dead."

After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then all looked at Fang Zheng, who was talking to them, laughing and laughing, without the tension of having just experienced a battle of life and death.

Her man!

Monster!

This guy must have a tyrannosaurus in his body! Yes, that's right, this is a humanoid tyrannosaurus, how else could it be so cruel!

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

Founder: "I am also taking a gamble."

"I saw that after he cut his head, he became more horrible, so I just guessed casually, I didn't know that he really won the prize."

The words are said to be an understatement, but everyone understands how dangerous they are.

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

"Your fighting style is very similar to that of a Shakya disciple. Brother Chen is already so powerful and powerful at the same age as me. Brother Chen must come from Buddhism, right?"

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

Brother Shente Ma.

"No." Fang Zheng turned black and picked up the ghost knife left on the ground again.

The start is cold, as cold as holding the ice under nine feet, hard.

It's cold.

This is the result of being nourished by Yin Qi for many years.

For example, after rubbing a normal blade with a magnet, it can produce magnetism in the same way.

At this time, Fang Zheng was already happy to smile.

Great harvest!

Get rich!

It’s no wonder that everyone likes to be bosses, can explode special spirits, and explode advanced equipment.

Looking at Fang Zheng, who looked like a miser, everyone wanted to help him and was speechless.

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

How come the style of painting reversed so much?

Guo Dasen, a suit thug, had to interrupt Fang Zheng: "The fighting here is too dynamic. I think we should leave here as soon as possible."