Here Lies The Wicked

Boom!

With the right arm with the ghost knife, Qigan landed,

The puppet of the headless corpse also straightened up on his back.

Fangzheng glanced.

Is this the end of a hundred-year-old fiend?

The more violent the Vietnam war, the more popular it was, he was just about to relax, but soon, he realized something was wrong again.

No soul income!

This ghost has not yet been completely resolved.

Human Skin Scripture is the best discerning prop.

Just look at the headless body on the ground with the missing arms and legs, and look at the ghost knife that fell aside, and a smile on his face that was understood by men.

“Geez, it's over so soon? ”

“What a weak chicken. ”

“I tell you, if I hadn't upheld the traditional Chinese virtue of respecting the elderly and the children, I would have suppressed my own strength. A centennial ghost like this can be a hundred dozen... uh, I can be a dozen dozen dozen dozen, can you believe that? ”

Watching Fang stand next to the headless corpse, that self-proclaimed foreign self-righteous smile, how do people feel cheap, this guy's tail is about to rise to heaven, makes people look impulsive to beat people.

Think about it, you can't fight yourself, you can only sigh.

“Don't you believe I've killed this century-old ghost? ”

“Do you all think I'm bragging? ”

“Heartache, what about the trust between the good guys? That's what our friendship boat says. ”

“Come on, to prove that I'm not bragging cows, I prove to you, I put the ghost knife on the ground back to the left hand of the headless corpse on the ground, the centuries-old ghost must be dead, only the dead have not responded. ”

Square bends over and goes to pick up the ghost knife on the floor.

Look at the serious look on his face. It doesn't look like a joke.

“Don't die! ”

“no! zuo! no! die! ”

Suit thugs Guo Dashen, witches and others were scared and stopped.

But it's too late.

The palm of the hand has touched the handle of the head knife on the ground.

“See, I told you it was okay. ”

“Now I'm going to hand the knife to this corpse on the ground. Look, I'm going to hand it to you...”

Square eyes squinting, seemed to have no guard at all, just said half the words, collected!

Sudden outburst without signs.

Sunfire! The left hand knotted a fist mark, the Voldemort Vajra imprint, fluttering masculine blood, matched to the Yang-to-pure solar fire, double masculinity overlapped, a punch cruelly caught the ghost head under the armpit of the corpse's left arm.

The ground trembled with tremendous force.

This punch contains the ultimate power of Fang Zheng, and there is a lot of movement.

In a moment, the fierce golden flame of the sun sparked the whole ghost.

Ho!

A headless fierce phantom dressed in a prison uniform, handcuffed with thick chains, burning all over the fierce sun fire, yelling to get out of the ghost, but the fierce burning on the ghost, fierce sun fire, as if a bondage, dead sucking on the fierce phantom.

The shock came too fast.

“Waiting for you too long! Die this time! ”

Fire Razor Act!

Throw away the ghost knife in your hand, the ready right palm knife, the instant light cracked open, fast as a storm, splitting your head cover and falling.

He's not stupid enough to use a ghost knife at this point.

Knife 10!

Knife 20!

Knife 30!

The cicada film on the surface of the palm knife brings red and red as burnt iron, the air is getting hotter and hotter. That is until the smell of the sun is constantly evaporating. At the same time, it is also the extreme high temperature caused by high-speed friction, the Park Yin object, the killing power is even more fierce.

Nine, nine, eight, one, one!

This is Fang Zheng's only complete knife knife knife hit so far, Pfft!

The Phantom of the Fierce Ghost exploded in the sky, but he saw that the Phantom came out with a touch of black gas, trying to reconnect together, but at this time, Fang Zheng shouted: “Little Black! ”

The cat shadow on the wall reappeared, swollen and enlarged, constantly devouring ghosts.

On the other hand, he tied his fistprints with his hands, and the Voldemort King Kong imprint helped to kill ghosts together.

until…

+1 Special Soul Qi.

The rest of us have long been stunned by this rapid change in succession.

Face to face.

There is a fox suspicion… Did we just get fooled by a mentally retarded child?

“Fang Zheng, are you okay, your hand?! ”

He was constantly worried that Guo Dasen, concerned about Fang Zheng several people, saw that Fang Zheng's right hand bled more and more, flesh broke, tearing a large mouth, deeply visible bone.

Even more clearly than anyone else, his right hand also injured part of the bone, part of the bone cracked.

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

“It's okay, it's all minor injuries. Look, it's stopped bleeding.” At this moment, Fang Zheng really relaxed, the indifference in the eyes of the battle gradually disappeared. He said hello with a smile, and thanked everyone for their concern.

He sealed the blood vessels around the wound with real air.

“This time, is it true that he's dead? ”

There are still some palpitations in our hearts, after all, this is a century-old fierce spirit that people cannot resist.

Square nodded.

The people first relieved themselves, then they all looked at each other in a complicated way and had a laughing correction. On him, there was absolutely no tension in having just experienced a battle between life and death.

Fierce man!

Monster!

This guy's got to have a head dragon inside him! Yeah, that's right. It's a human dragon. Otherwise, how could it be so vicious?

“How did you find the weakness in your head?” The witch statue is a curious baby.

Fang said casually: “I also made a casual bet. ”

“I saw him become even more horrible after he cut his head off, so I was just guessing. I didn't know he'd actually won the prize. ”

Words are understated, but everyone understands how dangerous they are.

“Brother Chen... are you a Buddha disciple?” At this time, the blind monk looked excited and another surprised fanatical look of worship.

“Your fighting style is very similar to that of the Buddha disciple. The Chen brothers and I have been so powerful and powerful since our age. The Chen brothers must have come from Buddha's secret sect, right? ”

“Looks like I'm going to change my name in the future. I'm going to call Brother Chen my brother. ”

Goddamn brother.

“No.” Fang blackened his face and turned to pick up the ghost knife that had been left on the side of the floor.

Get cold, like gripping a nine foot cold cold, hard bang.

It's cold.

This is the result of the perennial nourishment of Yin Qi.

For example, a common blade can produce the same magnetism after friction with a magnet.

At this point, Fang has enjoyed his nose and smile.

Big Harvest!

Rich!

No wonder everyone likes to dry BOSS, explode special souls, and explode premium equipment.

Looking at the face of the slave statue, people are eager to help the forehead without words.

Is this still a fierce, battle-style, fierce character who's been working hard for a hundred years?

Why is the painting so big all at once?

Suit mob Guo Darsen had to interrupt Fang Zheng: “The fighting here is too quiet, I think we should get out of here as soon as possible. ”