At this time, it was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Looking at the young man standing opposite him, Li San's complexion did not change in the slightest.

Although, the young man on the opposite side was holding a big knife, and above the big knife, there was also a strong aura that continued to emanate.

But in this regard, Li San is still indifferent. "Do it."

Two bland words, blurted out. Li San hugged his arms, still with an attitude of no one in his eyes.

"Hey, hey!"

A cold sound suddenly sounded, and then in the elegant young man's solemn face. Strands of spiritual energy converged rapidly, and finally formed the figures of hundreds of Dao people.

These people, after they gathered, they all smiled "hehe" and attacked the elegant young man.

The elegant young man, although his face was solemn, was only solemn. From his face, there was no human fear of ghosts.

A big knife in his hand, with a wave. The whistling wind, the sound of hunting. In an instant, the first row of Yan Souls that rushed towards his body, all of them were scraped clean.

Suddenly, the blade of the knife was erected, and the tip of the knife was on the ground, and then there was a crisp sound of "ding", and the blade of the knife was pierced into the ground for several inches!

Streams of violent winds surged out from the blade. And with the spread of this wind, the rows of Yan Souls also quickly disappeared into the air!

The master of the spirit weapon is undoubtedly very strong in his ability to strike at alien spirits! And although the Yama are ghosts worshiped by humans, in the end, they are still alien spirits!

Hundreds of Yan Souls, in the blink of an eye, all disappeared. Faced with such a situation, Li San's eyebrows were also raised.

Then the body bent slightly, and suddenly pierced out, facing the elegant young man, it was a punch without any fancies!

"Ding!"

The young man raised the big knife in his hand and blocked it with the blade of the knife, Li San's extremely fierce punch.

The body spun around suddenly, and with a hard kick, the young man* took a few steps back.

After making a mistake in the air, Li San landed steadily on the ground. In his hand, he held a small swallow-shaped flying knife.

"Hehe, what a ghost! Even I, the master of spiritual weapons, can be taken a few steps back by you, which is really amazing! ”

Raising his hand and waving the big knife a few times, the young man's face showed a bloodthirsty light!

The Lord of Reiki is born to resist the existence of alien spirits!

Therefore, for powerful alien spirits, they will have the desire to kill them. Hope!

Here, when Li Sangang wanted to continue to shoot, he suddenly stopped his figure, then turned around, and disappeared from the sight of the elegant young man without saying a word.

A little dumbfounded, he looked at the location where Li San disappeared. The elegant young man was very confused, and said in his heart: "What's wrong? How can the big ghost say just go? Isn't he here to attack the headquarters of the Hall of Fire? ”

With Li San's departure, a lot of aura also flew out of the building behind the elegant young man. For these auras slip away.

The elegant young man did not intervene to stop it. Instead, he put the big knife behind him, let go of his hand, and then the big knife, like the evaporation of the world, disappeared into the air.

Look fixedly into the distance. Elegant young man, think about it again, who instructed the big ghost before, and what kind of person can even subdue the big ghost of that level!

If this is the outer one, such a big ghost, not one free, but ten, then how can he keep the Flame Hall by himself?

The melancholy thoughts forced the elegant young man to think about the next steps.

Tiger Hall headquarters, nine floors. Li San, who was still in the Flame Hall Headquarters Building before, had already returned here at this time.

Sitting on the sofa, Li San was still as silent as ever. And Lu Hang, who was sitting opposite him, was also holding Xiaohong's body as always, carrying out the most primitive movements of human beings.

Today's Xiaohong is wearing a pink nightdress, and as for the nightdress on her body, it is a complete vacuum.

If this is not the case, then how can Lu Hang sit on the sofa naked like this, enjoying the comfortable feeling of getting in and out of Xiaohong's body?

For so many days, Xiaohong has been by Lu Hang's side all the time, from the beginning, he was unwilling to be happy with him in front of people, and now even if there are people, he can still enjoy being happy with Lu Hang.

The changes in this can not be said to be not strong! And it also fully shows that Lu Hang will Xiaohong is already training more and more bold and lustful!

"Third Uncle, what is the situation at the Agni Hall Headquarters?"

Lu Hang gasped violently and asked Li San on the other.

"The other party has the help of the Lord of the Spirit Weapon, and our side has suffered heavy losses."

"Roughly estimated, half of the three hundred brothers who went on this mission have died at the hands of the other party's spirit weapon master."

Li San's expression was indifferent, there was no joy or sorrow, even now, he was reporting to Lu Hang, the number of Yan Souls who had died, it was still the same!

"Ah~!"

Regarding the conversation between Lu Hang and Li San, Xiaohong completely ignored it, and still took care of herself, what should she call, what should she scream, not at all, embarrassed.

"The Lord of the Spiritual Weapon?"

"I know, third uncle, go down, when I'm done, I'll go to you."

Still panting, Lu Hang's demeanor became a little lonely because of Li San's words.

Because this time, he lost more than just 300 wild ghosts! It's three hundred Yama souls that he worshipped!

To say, not to be sad, is definitely a lie.

But he still understands the truth that people can't be resurrected after death, so too much sadness is not of much use.

But sadness is sadness, even if Lu Hang wants to cover it up, it can't be concealed at all.

Looking at the young master's sad expression, Li San didn't say anything more. Instead, as before, when you reach the gate, you disappear directly.

On the sixth floor of the Tiger Hall, Li San, who disappeared from the ninth floor, appeared here directly.

Here, Lu Airlines still occupies the largest room.

Sitting on the sofa, shaking the red wine in the glass, Lu Hang's expression had an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Compared with Lu Hang on the ninth floor, it was even more lonely.

Walking to the sofa and sitting down, Li San was originally the Yan Soul enshrined by Lu Hang, so Li San could naturally understand his thoughts clearly.

"Tiger Hall, how many of those high-level family members have been arrested?"

Looking at the red wine in the glass fixedly, Lu Hang's expression became mysterious at this moment.

"Liu Yuanjin, with his group of subordinates, went to a bar under the Agni Hall, saying that he brought it back, quite a few, the Agni Hall, the children of the high-rise."

For Lu Hang's questioning, Li San would not hide half a point, and looking at his mysterious expression, Li San knew that what was going to happen next would definitely be very terrifying!