There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 53: Demolition home
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Fang Zheng frowned as he looked at the paper man in front of him.
Although it is a paper pierced person, the limbs and joints can be bent freely,
It is clearly no different from a normal person.
If it weren't for the paper, coupled with the thick blush and the weird stippled facial features, it would be a paper-struck person. I'm afraid that if you don't look at the face, you just look at the flexibility of your body, you will think that this is a person.
Of these ghosts, one is more weird than one.
It's important to save people.
Fang is like an angry King Kong with a cold light in his eyes.
Fumo Diamond Seal!
I saw his whole body full of energy and blood, sounded like a tidal wave in his body, and his masculinity was compelling. The three fires were lit like a sacred furnace to illuminate the flesh. This is full of blood. Fang Zheng's hand knotted fist marks, sinking like a stone grindstone, and directly blasted the paper-bound man in the dark shadow.
He is not afraid of any monsters, ghosts, bang!
The room trembled violently.
Ah!
The paper pierced the man's paper-pasted face with an expression of pain, and a piece of his shoulders shriveled.
He's obviously a paper man, but he can hold Fang Zheng's punch.
Even Fang Zheng himself didn't know how much power he contained in a punch now, at least a few thousand KG.
The man with the paper is in pain. He is holding Wei Youran's arms about to drag Wei Youran into the darkness, and Wei Youran falls to the ground.
Wei Youran's face was pale, and he snorted in pain.
But she didn't pay attention to the pain, who on earth are you! Wei Youran kept his eyes fixed, and the man who suddenly appeared in her house in front of him wanted to make an effort to see his face clearly.
But at this moment, suddenly, snap!
Happiness!
All the light bulbs in the room burst, as if unable to withstand the voltage interference of the special magnetic field in the eyes, and plunged into the darkness where I could not see my fingers.
Fangzheng didn't care about Wei Youran on the ground, because he had already lifted the knife and killed him behind him.
Nine Suns are so angry!
The wood burning knife method!
At this moment, the nine-yang divine power zhenqi that has been practiced quickly moves through the body's meridians, and the surging yang breath swells like a blazing fire. The moisture in the air quickly evaporates, and the air is twisted and rising steam , The temperature in the bedroom rose to a point like a stove, hot and dry, puff, puff, some flammable paper unexpectedly ignited spontaneously, and was ignited all at once.
Boom!
Boom! boom!
One knife is faster than one knife. The wood-burning knife is a fast knife, and it instantly becomes a flame knife shadow. The fire-colored clouds in the small bedroom are rolling, the hot air waves are like mountains and tsunami, and the fire clouds bring a trace of red light, impressively , A paper-pierced man, I don't know when he has quietly appeared behind Fang Zheng, attempting to attack Fang Zheng.
The first knife, the force sinks into the paper-piercing man, the second knife, the third knife...One knife is faster than one knife, and one knife sinks one knife. The characteristic of the wood-burning knife is that the more consecutive moves, the more overbearing. , The power is like a mountain and the ground is cracked, and the full version can make eighty-one knives in full flight.
In less than a second, Fang Zheng had already cut a dozen knives in a flash. It was obviously a paper stick man, but after holding Fang Zheng a dozen knives, his body was chopped out like a flame. Black crack, ah!
The paper-struck man gave a scream, swish, and the white shadow flashed, and it disappeared into the darkness again, very fast.
As a result, Founder was defeated, Boom!
The ghost head knife sinks like a grinding disc hitting the ground, but the floor underneath is intact. A layer of blue-gray enchantment emerges, which actually isolates the entire house, so that the movement here cannot be transmitted to the outside world, and all fighting is Confined to the enchantment that is isolated into two worlds.
Although the Guitou Knife did not cut the ground, the scorching sun aura on the Guitou Knife hit the ground at a high speed, like an electric drill tearing and colliding at a high speed, the hot aura exploded, blasting, and most of the items in the room were directly turned into Make a raging fire.
The scorching breath on the knife actually ignited combustible materials such as fiber cloth.
The ignition point of general paper is 130℃, that of cotton is 150℃, and the ignition point of fiber textile fabric is 300℃.
But this is spontaneous combustion without fire!
The spontaneous ignition point is more demanding than the ignition condition!
The horrible energy leaked from the sword qi alone is actually far higher than 300 ℃. The heat generated by the high-speed friction of the air with the wood-burning knife method is superimposed on the Jiuyang True Qi. Lethality.
Fang Zheng's eyes gleamed like two cold electricity through the virtual reality, and he slashed towards a corner of the dark corner.
Swish.
The white shadow flashed, and the paper man ran away again.
Boom! boom!
Fangzheng is like a human-shaped violent road roller, chasing and killing in the bedroom, the bed, wardrobe, bedroom door, everything is crushed into powder fragments under the Fangzheng knife.
Even if Fangzheng has deliberately suppressed his strength, in such a high-temperature secret room, Wei Youran has already suffered from severe dehydration, with chapped lips, loss of luster, and mild cramps and breathing difficulties.
If this continues, Wei Youran will definitely die from dehydration.
Fang Zheng took the opportunity to pick up Wei Youran on the ground under the pretence of an attack and rush out of the small bedroom.
But just as Fang Zheng took Wei Youran out of his arms, a gloomy wind rushed from his back, and a pale, ghostly hand with no flesh and blood elasticity patted Fang Zheng's heart.
Boom!
The layer of membrane on the body surface broke rapidly, one layer, two layers, three layers...Fifteen layers of membrane were broken in a short time. This ghost is actually more advanced than the two corpses that Fang Zheng had killed. Many out.
At the beginning, he was only broken through to six layers.
Ga, qua, qua...
The misty and strange laughter was ethereal and uncertain, like dry rags rubbing, and the whole room was ghostly.
Quietly,
In the dark,
Another pale palm fell to Fang Zheng's back, the bell jar!
Wei Youran’s Fangzheng has been set up, his anger is wide, he yells violently, and revolves in one breath. In an instant, the membrane on the skin of the body swells and hardens into an ancient temple golden bell.
It's like a big sun and the sky, golden light and brilliant.
Bang!
With the clash of gold and iron, the golden bell's light dimmed in half, but it did not break, successfully resisting the ghost claws behind it. Phew, Fang Zheng changed his breath, Jin Zhong switched to a thin golden cicada film again, attached to the skin on the body surface, using a wood-burning knife!
Boom!
I saw a scorching sword energy like a torrent of horses, a full seven or eight meters long, boom!
The thick TV wall was directly shattered by the knife gas, blowing up small rocks in the sky, and many plastic and liquid crystal fragments.
At this moment, in the empty space, Fang Zheng finally let go of all his hands and feet. The strong Zhigangzhiyang Jiuyang Zhenqi in his body, with extreme high temperature, swelled in his body, frantically carrying it to his arms and meridians, one after another. The seven-eight-meter-long sword gas blasted out like no capital.
Nine Suns Divine Art, the true qi is the most honest and uninterrupted inside.
For a time, the sword was full of energy, and the red clouds continued.
Boom! boom!
Boom!
Everything in the house was shattered by the sword air, but whenever the sword air touched the outer wall, it was blocked by the enchantment, and the battle was limited to the enchantment.
Unable to be known to the outside world.
Wow!
A white shadow flickered in the darkness, avoiding a knife gas that was close at hand.
"Caught you!"
Fang Zheng's speed suddenly skyrocketed, bang!
There seems to be a sound barrier in the same place. The house seems to be shaking. It seems that even the world must not withstand the huge force on Fang Zheng’s legs. It seems to have become two gods’ legs. The dazzling Zhenqi brilliance was shining, and there was only a fuzzy figure on the body, and the speed suddenly increased.
He has turned his light work to the extreme.
Boom!
The seven-eight-meter-long scorching knife gas directly flew into the white shadow that moved quickly in the dark.
Boom!
Bai Ying was directly cut out by the domineering sword spirit training, and smashed heavily on the outer wall of the barrier.
Fang Zheng has a frightening cold light in his eyes, and he slaughtered him with a ghost knife.
……
The harsh police siren,
The voice of people coming and going,
There is also the noise of rubble, glass shards moving,
All the voices rushed into Wei Youran's head, causing her to have a splitting headache. Wei Youran regained consciousness from the coma. He wanted to open his eyes and try to see what was happening around him, but his eyelids were as heavy as irritation. Lead can't open it anyhow.
Wei Youran passed out again.
"Officer Wei, you finally woke up."
A dazzling beam of sunlight made Wei Youran's eyes a little prickly, and subconsciously raised his slender white palm to block him.
At this moment, a caring voice came from around him.
When Wei Youran woke up with a dazed expression in her eyes, she found that she was lying flat on the sofa with a blanket on her body.
The blanket has a scorching smell of pungent fiber fabric. This is a blanket that has been burnt with several holes and is already incomplete.
His head was dizzy, and it wasn't until more than ten seconds later that Wei Youran gradually became a little sober.
Looking at some familiar surroundings, Wei Youran was silent, isn't this exactly her residence?
It’s just that her home has become a ruin. There is no complete place for the visible masonry and ceiling fragments. Even the marble TV wall has disappeared. The house has become a ruin buried by bricks and stones. It's like being swept by an eighteenth hurricane.
All that can be dismantled have been dismantled.
Except for a few exterior walls, they are still intact.
In fact, even the outer wall is not much better, as if it has been burned by flames, leaving a trail of blackening.
Wei Youran's face changed!
She remembered what happened last night!
Wei Youran stood up awe-inspiringly, but the sofa behind him fell down suddenly. Wei Youran frowned. It turned out that even the sofa under her was only three-fifths left. She got up a little bit louder, and immediately put the sofa under the cushion. Some of the bricks lost their balance, and the sofa crashed down.
Wei Youran’s eyes were quickly caught in front of the scenes. It seemed that...someone gently put her on the sofa last night, covered her with a blanket that burned a few holes, and cushioned the sofa. Stone bricks, let her sleep peacefully all night.
"Officer Wei, what happened to you here?"
"When our people arrived at your house, they had already discovered that your house was in ruins. You were the only one lying on the sofa, sleeping until now."
"In addition, our people, found two special energy residues in your home. Did you succeed in bait last night? Why didn't Officer Wei inform our people in time as agreed in advance?"
Wei Youran frowned: "It was not you who came to rescue me last night?"