The bright moonlight sprinkled on the acres of spring township. [Latest chapter reading.]

The white clouds in the air are flowing and the summer night breeze is blowing slowly, like a quiet and quiet tourist town, but in a remote river area, the water splashes everywhere, and the low drink is repeated.

Crash!

Han Dong's right palm stood upright, like a sharp blade containing coldness, and slashed down in the air, cutting open the splash of water in front of him, and slashing onto the ghost body in front of him.

Hiss!

It screamed on the spot and jerked backwards.

This is an attack that stimulates the power of condensation, and even if it has no magical meaning, it can cause terrible damage to demons and monsters.

In other words.

Han Dong, who has become a first-class product, has a strong and fierce strength with every punch and kick, and can easily hurt ghosts. Unless the cohesion in the body is depleted, or there are too many ghosts, it is difficult for demons and monsters to get close.

Whew.

With the inexplicable wind howling, another goblin pounced.

In the blink of an eye, Han Dong was actually fighting two ghosts alone, and Cheng Gang faced one, and he was comfortable next to him, and his eyelids jumped when he saw it.

The limit of a product?

It's so strong? No wonder those first-class eyes are above the top.

At this moment, Cheng Gang still had the heart to think about this, because it was impossible for five ordinary ghosts to pose a threat to their life and death.

Just by joining forces with Tan Li, it is enough to kill.

What's more, there is currently Han Dong here, which is equivalent to the third martial artist, and it is estimated that the task can be completed in a few more moments, which can be called smooth.

Wow!

While thinking about it, Cheng Gang kicked it out, and the wind was loud.

Martial arts practitioners rely on the power of the body, and as long as the internal strength is not exhausted, they can cause obvious damage to demons and monsters. Therefore, fierce fighting in shallow waters does not affect the use of force.

At best, the punches are slower.

Besides, since these ghosts have been found, they can't be allowed to go ashore. Otherwise, in this tourist area with many hotels and hotels, it is easy for them to successfully escape.

"Solve it as soon as possible, don't delay!" Tan Li snorted.

Then, her legs stirred up the water, and she escaped sleep through the rubble at the bottom of the river, like a stationary bullet turning into a violent cannonball, carrying a splash of water and blasting at the ghost in front of her.

Seal the palm indiscriminately!

In an instant, Tan Li rushed to the ghost, and the internal force around her body turned into a condensed and extraordinary sense of solidity, as if holding a seal, oppressing the air, scattering the splash, and finally phantomly slapping dozens of palms, all of which hit a ghost in front of him.

Hiss!

An extremely sharp voice screamed around.

As if complaining, as if calling, I saw that this ghostly body faded on the spot, even to the extent of blurry transparency, obviously one more blow, it would definitely die.

"Die!"

Tan Li's eyes flashed fiercely.

At this time, the ghost ghost on the side opened its teeth and claws, blocking her killer blow, and seeing that the situation was a bit deadlocked, she couldn't help but let out a low voice:

"Cheng Gang!"

"Don't leave it any longer, solve it as soon as possible!"

In fact, she was worried that there might be other ghosts lurking in this place, otherwise the guardian would not have been killed.

And.

The government has ordered the area to be cordoned off, and all surrounding businesses have closed down, providing them with a secluded environment. Otherwise, it would be a capital crime in the martial arts world to show incredible martial arts power in front of people.

So, no matter what, be sure to do it as soon as possible.

Although Cheng Gang's complexion did not change when he heard this, his heart became serious, his muscles tensed, and he urged the internal force of the condensation fog with all his strength.

Tan Li's secret anger was just a reminder.

It's normal to be arrogant. But if there is recklessness or stupidity between fights, you basically can't survive. Even if Tan Li scolded him, Cheng Gang would not contradict Tan Li at this moment.

In the world of martial arts, there are no fools.

Bang!

Cheng Gang's burly body suddenly swelled a little and fell downward.

Out of the cage!

His feet were like solid stones, stepping on the gravel at the bottom of the river, and then the huge cannon exploded the scattered rubble, bounced on it, rushed into the sky, and his right palm was unpredictable, and finally froze in the form of grasping and carrying, and chiseled it alive.

Rushing!

The river was tumbling and boiling.

The median martial artist Cheng Gang instantly burst out with all his strength, and the momentum overpowered Tan Li and Han Dong, and that right fist pierced the air and slammed into the ghost body of the ghost ghost.

Click!

The goblin cracked on the spot.

Hiss!

It hissed violently, its smirking eyes flickered, and it hurriedly drifted backwards, as if it was also aware of the life-and-death crisis.

"Don't try to run. ”

The water splashed, and a left palm stretched out and grabbed it.

Cheng Gang snorted coldly, looked up at the ghost, and his right fist slammed up again and again, although he was in the shallow river, he couldn't hinder the internal force of the punch.

Hiss!

Its ghostly body is rapidly fading, and it is about to die.

Even if ordinary people are armed with hot weapons, it is difficult to hurt ghosts, but the internal force of the warrior is a completely different power, and the mystery is extraordinary.

The other side.

The ghosts who are entangled with Han Dong want to go over to help.

"Stay here!"

Han Dong's eyes were calm, like an ocean that was calm, and his left and right palms struck each other, holding back the two ghosts in front of him and not giving them a chance to leave.

Actually, ghosts are hard to kill.

Although Cheng Gang is a middle-level martial artist, he is not afraid of the siege and killing of multiple ghosts, but he also needs to kill one by one little bit one by one, and it is difficult to kill him with one blow.

Unless it is a general, it may be able to kill ordinary ghosts with one blow.

Knock knock!

The corners of Han Dong's mouth were outlined, and he sneered and inhaled sharply.

Patches of dark clouds above the sky appeared in my mind, thunder flickered, and the wind sounded, and it evolved into a torrential rain between the curtain and the world. It fell with a bang, and it was fierce.

Cannon Fist of Torrential Rainfall!

The condensation force was like a clear and traceable flow of heat, flowing up and down from his body, all injected into a pair of blood-soaked fists, Han Dong was leaning against the shore, and his right foot flicked back-

Bang!

The shore where the cement was poured shook two or three times.

Han Dong, on the other hand, was like a galloping boat through the wind and waves, crashing into the two ghosts in front of him, and fired twenty cannon punches in one go.

Knock! Knock!

With a terrifying condensation, he struck the two goblins from this side of the river to the other side.

Click!

Han Dong punched the air and landed on the cement bank.

It is clear that the poured cement that has been weathered by wind and rain suddenly gave birth to several cracks, and it can't bear such a terrifying cannon fist at all.

Hiss!

The ghost body of the ghost ghost faded a few points, and even one was about to collapse.

Han Dong's face was cold, and he didn't hesitate, his left fist seemed to be carrying a heavy hammer, and he pulled out a semi-circular trajectory from behind, and the sound of a fierce wind came out, and the tendons and veins in his body were trembling.

This is the strongest form of the Tempest Rainfall.

With his physical strength, coupled with the cooperation of his waist and shoulders, even if there is a piece of steel bar in front of him, Han Dong has the confidence to bend it.

Of course.

At present, it is still not possible, because the body can't bear it.

After all, flesh and blood, if you bombard it with all your might, it will hurt your skin and bones. Unless it reaches the level of substantiation of internal forces, or its own body is comparable to reinforced concrete.

In a flash.

The two goblins worked together to kill, as if opening a bloody mouth and devouring it violently.

Disheveled!!

An inexplicable collision sound resounded all around, implying a shock.

The two shadows plummeted backwards, half-struck and half-sunk on the concrete shore, and if the ghosts were intact, they could even pass through the concrete for a short time, but not with the current heavy trauma.

Meanwhile.

Han Dong also took half a step back.

The ghost fought to seriously injure the ghost's body, and also devoured qi and blood, making him feel that the cohesion in his body was trembling wildly, resisting the feeling of weakness.

But the qi and blood that had not yet fused gradually stagnated.

With the current progress of fusion Yicheng, qi and blood are very important to Han Dong, once disordered, the body will naturally have a sense of weakness, and it is difficult to move.

"Just a disturbance of qi and blood?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he slammed into it again.

The coagulation force is not endless, and the consequence of qi and blood disorders is nothing more than that the coagulation force cannot be replenished accordingly after it is consumed. But that doesn't matter, because the goblin is already badly injured.

Hiss!

The two goblins had a sly smile in their eyes.

This is a murderous trick, invincible, if it is applied to ordinary people, I am afraid that it will collapse on the spot and become shock and death.

But.

As early as the second product, Han Dong was already able to withstand such a blow, let alone one product at this time.

Knock knock!

Two muffled sounds in a row.

The two goblins fell to the concrete shore again, their eyes full of bewilderment.

With their simple consciousness, they naturally can't understand that a person like Han Dong is born extraordinary, and he can be comparable to a martial artist without internal strength, and he can easily kill ghosts.

At this very moment.

A low shout, and a hissing sound, sounded at the same time.

"Kill one!" was Cheng Gang's voice.

"Shhh

Oops!

Cheng Gang's face changed, and he turned his head to look.

A flickering shadow, with a strange chill, like a terrifying beast that had broken free from its cage, floated on the surface of the river and pounced on the three of them.

"That's, that's—"

"A ghost who has already produced a spirit is comparable to a high-ranking martial artist!"