If there are ordinary people here, I am afraid that they will be frightened and sluggish.

The Crimson Shadow flickered between the ground, and froze, crashing against the solid ground.

It hissed in panic, but it couldn't break free from Han Dong's right palm, which was flowing with liquid internal force. At first, it was able to pass through the ground to avoid impact, but after the destruction of the internal force, the ghost body gradually staggered into the ground.

One, two, three.

Four, five, six.

Even the entire rooftop was shaking.

Such unreasonable and arrogant scenes have made the wind sluggish.

Kiss!

A soft sound froze the whole field between heaven and earth.

This well-witted ghost was killed by Han Dong...... Ghosts that fall to the ground and kill them are extremely rare.

"Hmm. ”

"And the two of you. ”

Han Dong shook his blood-rolling right palm, and his gaze fell on the other two scarlet shadows.

They were originally fighting the two warriors in close combat, but sensing Han Dong's terror, they all retreated in panic and tried to burrow under the ground.

Ghosts are formless and insubstantial, so they can pass through walls.

And those who practice martial arts can't imitate it at all.

Hiss!

Their bodies sank downward, formless and insubstantial, as if they were soaking into the rippling waters of the lake, about to disappear above the surface of the lake.

Suddenly.

Han Dong's face was indifferent, and he stepped out, like a flickering lightning phantom, crossing a distance of more than 20 meters.

Daytime mountaineering!

This technique can be used to launch into the air out of thin air, or it can be used to explode instantly.

The corners of the eyes of the two warriors subconsciously beat violently, and they watched Han Dong shoot violently in front of them, as if the wind was howling, making their hearts tremble.

The body is solidified, like a creature in amber.

The soul is terrified, as if there are waves of waves.

The next moment.

Han Dong stepped on the ground, and the steam flow began to rotate around his fists, flowing endlessly, and the blood tumbling produced a howling vibration, splitting the earth.

Bang!

Two muffled huge explosions resounded in unison, echoing above the rooftop.

The cement collapsed and blew up all around.

The rebar is exposed, highlighting the bending.

The sturdy roof of this pension club was chiseled open by Han Dong's fists, blasting out two cracks and depressions, and the entire club shook three or four times.

Unbeatable shock!

This scene, like a strong scene of a silver bottle bursting with water slurry bursting and an iron knight highlighting the sound of swords and guns, made the two warriors and Chu Wencai turn pale with horror, sweat did not dare to come out, and they couldn't speak.

Boom, boom, boom!

There are only two muffled loud sounds, but they are like the endless roar of bells, echoing in the depths of my heart and spreading in my mind, like a deafening thunderbolt that splits the concept and cognition.

Hiss!

Chu Wencai gasped.

A chill, palpitation, and terrifying taste stirred in the chest, permeating the whole body inside and out.

Even.

He didn't notice that his father, Chu Changfu, was already paralyzed in a wheelchair, his eyes widened, as if he had been affected by the aftermath of the fierce battle of ghosts.

Rushing.

Han Dong's face was sad or joyless, and he shook his palms.

Concrete shards, clattering and dissipating, the steel bars revealing the appearance of bending, and his reddened palms tightly pinched the two scarlet shadows.

They've sunk to the ground and are about to leave through the walls.

But what about it—

Han Dong, who strongly crushed the audience, smashed the solid ground, although he couldn't penetrate the wall, he could shatter all obstacles, and grabbed the two ghosts in the ground alive.

Hiss!

Their ghostly bodies began to roll violently, and a faint light brewed in their eyes, as if they were about to burst out, breaking free from the grip of the iron pincers.

Han Dong stared at them: "Die." ”

Whew!

The palms clenched slowly, irresistibly.

Suddenly, the blood flowed and boiled, gurgling endlessly, as if boiling water, releasing unimaginable strength.

In an instant, the liquid internal force fluctuated, as if it was receiving and sending, and with the technique of rotation, it burst out with a chilling power.

Bang!

The two scarlet ghosts with perfect intelligence couldn't resist such a rough way at all, and the ghost body faded to the extreme, and it didn't have time to scream, and then it exploded like smoke, killing the place in an instant.

Quiescence!

Heaven and earth are silent!

The white clouds in the sky slowly drifted by.

The dim shadows faded little by little, and the sun returned again, shining on the two silent warriors, the dumbfounded Chu Wencai, and the messy rooftop, rendering a speechless atmosphere of silence.

There was no sound, presumably just the sound of the wind.

There was no wheezing, only bated breath.

Han Dong squinted his eyes and tilted his head, looking at the two shattered pits, carefully recalling the strange situation that had just happened.

These days, he has a lot of tasks.

Whether it's a ghost or a demon, they've killed a lot, and they know the habits of ghosts better...... Demons are not afraid of the sun, but ghosts are terrified!

Once exposed to the direct sunlight of Hexi -

Unless it is sunny in winter, general-level ghosts will also be seriously injured, and sect-level ghosts will also have to be sluggish.

It is like a person of flesh and blood, facing a volcano.

This is the fear that comes from the deepest part of life, it is the oppressive timidity, and it is the intense fear that can hardly be concealed by any additional conditions.

Therefore.

Ghosts will never be able to easily leave their bodies in the sun.

But just within the inspiration, the three Crimson Goblins were located below, about ten meters from the rooftop floor. Normally, they would have to make sure that the clouds were covered and the sun was completely dim before they suddenly burst out and penetrate the walls.

After all, they are more intelligent and know how to fear.

But the question is-

As soon as the shadows spread, the goblins burst out?

Such a change was really unexpected by Han Dong, which also led to a moment of carelessness and injured Aunt Lin.

So how dare they?

Or, in other words, how can they instantly recognize that the shadow is spreading? Presumably someone has signaled them.

No.

It's a ghost.

There are demons who message them.

......

"Huh?"

"Old Chu, how are you?"

One of the thick-eyebrow warriors with scars on his cheeks, his face changed color, and he hurriedly walked to Chu Changfu's side and touched Chu Changfu's forehead.

Whew.

Chu Changfu seemed to be a drowning man, his face turned red, and he was desperately breathing.

Fortunately, he was in a wheelchair, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground and curled up. But Rao is luxury wheelchair has proper functions, and Chu Changfu is also in great pain.

He is old and has a lot of problems.

What's more.

A faint glow from the ghost just now seemed to hit his head, causing his mind to fall into a state of confusion, and he could barely breathe.

"Quick!"

"Quickly pat Chu Lao on the back!"

The thick-eyebrow martial artist with a scar on his face pulled Chu Wencai, who was frozen in place, and looked quite knowledgeable about medical skills.

"What, what?" Chu Wencai said stunned.

His heart is really bad.

Besides, he usually only knows how to spend money like dirt, and Chu Wencai has never seen ghosts, let alone witnessed the incredible power of martial arts practitioners.

Until this time.

Chu Wencai was still a little sluggish, and his head seemed to be dead.

The thick-eyed warrior wearing a smart vest sighed and explained softly, "Ghosts have the ability to confuse the mind, and can cause severe brain pressure to ordinary people. You can slap Chu Lao's back first, maybe it will be better. ”

"Okay. Chu Wencai hurriedly responded.

"Well, you slap it, call the doctor here later, don't let the situation continue to deteriorate. The thick-eyebrow warrior said in a loud voice.

Anyway.

He walked up to Lin Qingmei, who was sitting on the ground, probably wanting to observe her injuries.

At this moment—"Wait." ”

Han Dong moved his wrist covered with dust and mud, his eyes were as indifferent as a mirror lake, and he said quietly.

"What's wrong?" asked the warrior who stopped in place, puzzled.

Kindness?

The thick-eyed martial artist with a scar on his face also turned his head to look at Han Dong in confusion, still walking towards Lin Qingmei.

In an instant—boom!!

Han Dong stepped out with his left foot, and the ground he stepped on cracked and cracked, and the tiger and tiger were like a giant beast breaking free from the cage, and the phantom flickered, and instantly pressed on the shoulder of the thick-eyebrow warrior.

"Hey. ”

"Did I let you move. ”