People, can you sympathize with ghosts?

No.

This is the answer for countless years, poured with countless blood, and laid with massive sacrifice.

The definition of the formula of one plus one equals two may also need to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis, but this issue does not allow the slightest hesitation.

Ghosts should be killed, and demons should be killed!

This is a well-established philosophy in the world of martial arts.

Smack.

Smack.

The sound of Han Dong's footsteps echoed in the dark night.

His voice contained indescribable coldness and murderous intent: "You are still hiding, what's the point?"

Knock!

Han Dong's right foot stepped on the ground, like a giant pillar hanging to the ground, and with the power of the movement, the figure galloped forward for dozens of meters, reaching the front of the mound in the blink of an eye.

Phew!

Raise your right arm high into the air.

The whole arm seemed to swell in a circle, like a steel whip that split everything, and the air was violently cracking, and a single whip like lightning slashed down, instantly smashing on top of the mound, and the mound about three meters high collapsed on the spot.

Bang!!

A furious volley, splitting the mound in half.

Behind the mound was a general-level ghost, who had just been promoted, and the ghost body was trembling with fright...... In particular, its ghost body is an extremely rare pink color.

"Woo. ”

"Help, help!"

The pink ghost's body churned wildly, moving back a little, revealing only those dark eyes that were filled with horror.

Silent.

Deathly silence.

Han Dong's face was wonderful, and he muttered: "General-level ghosts are too emotional, you are ghosts!"

"Hey!"

"Can you bring out some goblin horror?"

The next moment.

The pink ghost body trembled again and again, and shouted in horror: "Spare your life!"

“......”

Han Dong swallowed.

The ghost in front of you, I'm afraid it's not mentally retarded?

It's also a general-level ghost.,Why don't you have any dignity.,Shouldn't you struggle hysterically?,There's something wrong with the painting style.。

In fact, general-level ghosts have extraordinary intelligence, and even human emotions, of course, they will have a variety of personalities, but one thing is the same-

They all feed on humans!

Woooooo

It continued to hiss, like a woman sobbing.

Hiss!

It screamed in panic and tried to run for its life: "No, don't kill me! I'm a good ghost, I only killed more than 800 people, I'm a good ghost!"

Boom.

Han Dong took a step forward and said coldly: "Die!"

Bang!

He performed the technique of turning, circulating into a liquid internal force, and his right palm stood side by side like a blade, slashing at the pink-colored ghost body in the air, as if breaking the sense of passage of the white clouds.

Three thousand!

simply had inspiration, so he used this battle to hone the art of flying three thousand.

Phew!

The air was like silk, fragile and vibrating.

The right palm glowing with red intent, like a sharp thunderbolt knife, carried the sound of the wind, with majestic strength, silently, slashed towards the trembling pink ghost body.

Hiss!

The ghost's eyes flickered inexplicably.

The roar of the air weakened a lot, and the power was greatly reduced, and sure enough, it was a trick...... What a stupid human being, deserving of it as a ration, let me savor it!

Buzzing!

It jerked its head up, its eyes glinting with an eerie glow.

The power of interference, confusing the mind, distorting the mind, and the pink shadow poured all the killing moves, just waiting to hit Han Dong hard in one fell swoop.

Laugh, laugh, and die!

"Chatter!"

The pink shadow rioted against the ghost's body, like a wave sweeping, trying to cover Han Dong and directly ingest the inspired thinking consciousness.

Food

Extremely tasty food!

But in an instant, the corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a chill...... Within the inspiration, the chill level of this ghost is comparable to that of a high-ranking military general, how can it be careless?

Pitfall?

What a stupid goblin!

Between the flipping palms of the reddened hands, it was like a seal covering the heavens, scattering the essence of the pink ghost, and the body bowed forward, slashing down.

Whew!

The body of a ghost in pink color is split in two.

The Flying Stream 3,000 techniques that contain inspiration, coupled with the divine meaning, are enough to kill all the power of ghosts.

"No!!"

The pink goblin finally frightened and let out a ghost cry.

Phew!

Han Dong showed no mercy, took half a step forward, and his left fist went along the inside of his right arm, rubbing out three thousand winds, and with the power of his shoulder, it was like a spring plate blasting towards the ghost body.

This is the meaning of the wind!

The pink ghost tried to close the ghost body, and his eyes shot out a strange ghost, all of which were the power of the embodied ghost, if the ordinary military general was here, I am afraid that he would have to stand on the spot.

But in the face of inspiration, it is weak.

Bang!

Han Dong's left fist and right palm rotated with each other, forming a cloud of wind phantoms, counteracting the ghost, and then falling on the pink ghost body, cutting endlessly, like a hurricane transiting!

The flow of the wind.

Leverage each other's strength to be integrated!

In just a short moment, Han Dong made hundreds of serial cuts, blood, muscles and bones, and even the whole body, all with his left fist and right palm, constantly adjusting and running-in.

Kiss!

The pink goblin, vanished.

Even if Wang Youwei, the leader of the establishment team, is here, it is estimated that he will have to go through a hard battle, but Han Dong, who is slightly inferior to Wang Youwei, simply killed this ghost who can be called the peak of the general level.

It's because of inspiration.

The suppression of inspiration is counteracted, and it is crucial!

"Hmph. ”

Han Dong snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the surroundings, and then returned to the anchor Feng Xiaoxuan's side.

Killing ghosts is just one of them.

Most importantly, to eliminate social impacts.

"Wake up. ”

Han Dong pushed Feng Xiaoxuan twice, and the shock spread, causing her delicate body to shake four or five times.

As if she was trembling wildly, she was awake even if she was in a deep coma, and she finally slowly opened a pair of blank eyes.

"Ahh

Feng Xiaoxuan let out an earth-shattering scream.

Han Dong just looked at her quietly, stretched out his right palm, and motioned to continue.

After a long while, Feng Xiaoxuan regained her composure, took two breaths, and involuntarily asked in a trembling voice, "Where is the ghost?"

Ahem.

Han Dong reminded: "What the hell, you are also an adult, why don't you have any points in your heart, you should be down-to-earth, don't fantasize out of thin air." ”

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxuan was silent.

She has been an anchor for more than a year, and she has seen all kinds of people, people with a transcendent temperament like Han Dong, all of whom are martial arts practitioners.

Vaguely.

Feng Xiaoxuan seemed to understand something.

At this time, the winter sky is getting darker and darker, and the cold wind is blowing, as if blowing in her heart, making Feng Xiaoxuan feel cold all over her body, and her mind is almost frozen.

Originally.

There have always been ghosts in this world, and they have never changed.

"Light rain. ”

The corners of Feng Xiaoxuan's lips turned white, and her eyes fell on her best friend who was paralyzed, revealing a look of concern and concern.

"It's just unconscious, don't worry about her. Han Dong said lightly: "You immediately turn on your mobile phone, continue your live broadcast, and tell the live broadcast audience the truth of the matter." ”

"The so-called ghosts?"

"Non-existent. ”

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the winter wind was blowing coldly.

Between the trembling of the heart, anger suddenly arises.

Feng Xiaoxuan gritted her teeth, her slender jade hand gradually clenched, and her pink nails seemed to tremble, adding a touch of inexplicable courage to her.

"Why?"

"Who the hell are you, and why should I listen to you?"

She gritted her teeth and became more and more angry: "There are ghosts in the world! There are ghosts! Two of my companions are dead, you know, they are dead!"

Oh.

Han Dong was expressionless, just looking at Feng Xiaoxuan quietly.

The area that the Huaguo government has explicitly banned from entering, but he came here to broadcast live, and he had to die, who is to blame?

The most important thing is that if the ordinary military generals accept this task, they will not be able to withstand the encirclement and suppression of the two ghosts, and I am afraid that they will really die here...... This is their trap, a hidden murderous motive.

In other words.

For the sake of these people, a military general was almost killed in vain!

Seeing Han Dong's cold gaze, Feng Xiaoxuan felt a heartfelt palpitation, and her delicate body couldn't help but shudder.

"Good. ”

"I listen to you. ”

She lowered her head and whispered, unable to see her face clearly: "But my mobile phone can't access the Internet, can't broadcast live, and can't make phone calls." ”

Immediately.

Han Dong slowly squatted beside her and chuckled, "It should be okay now." ”

What the!?

Feng Xiaoxuan's heart trembled, and she became more and more sure of her guess, quietly glanced at Han Dong, then took out her mobile phone, and looked at it, the network signal had been restored.

"Good. ”

"Then I'll go live. ”

Feng Xiaoxuan stretched out her slender jade fingers, ready to click on the live broadcast software called the starting point.

Then.

Han Dong said quietly: "Before the live broadcast, you wipe your cheeks first." In addition, I would like to advise you, honest live broadcast, don't go against my advice. ”

There was silence for a while.

Feng Xiaoxuan put her right hand into her arms, took out a pack of wet wipes and tissues, wiped off the white makeup that had already cried, and then continued to pick up the phone.

But she hesitated.

Somehow, Feng Xiaoxuan hung her head and involuntarily whispered: "It's violated, what can I do." ”

Whew.

It happened to be a cold wind, spreading from the west side.

For the sake of today's stable society, I don't know how many martial arts practitioners have paid the price of their lives and countless sacrifices to create a peaceful society.

Han Dong slowly exhaled and said indifferently: "Violators are guilty of capital crimes." ”

"It's not fair, it's not fair to us. ”

"Well, perhaps, but I never reason with the mentally retarded. ”

The barren mountain here is an area that is forbidden by the government.

Just to gain attention, trespassing is really not worthy of sympathy.