The crimson sword flashed, and it pounced on a human skin puppet in front of him, and was cut into two pieces by Zhang Wei's knife.

The human skin doll that was cut in two did not become like a balloon as Zhang Wei imagined, and after a period of air leakage, it became a thin human skin.

On the contrary, it is like a wax figure, constantly melting in a violent burn.

But for Zhang Wei, it doesn't matter how these ghosts die, the important thing is that they can be killed if it is not so difficult.

After hacking a skin puppet to death, he flipped his wrist and slashed it out again, breaking the waist and abdomen of a skin puppet on the spot.

After the waist and abdomen of the human skin puppet are broken, naturally there will not be a large cloud of colorful things flowing out.

But in an instant, this human skin puppet burned like a candle, but Zhang Wei could only react so much in a short period of time.

There were still about ten human skin puppets left, with black and brown nails, scratching at Zhang Wei desperately.

In a blink of an eye, the T-shirt and jeans on Zhang Wei's body were in tatters.

What's even worse is that even if the skin on Zhang Wei's body is already tougher than the old cowhide, under the many sharp nails, dozens or hundreds of scratches have been scratched.

The depth of the scratch into the flesh is not very deep.

However, the tingling sensation from above came, letting Zhang Wei know that there were definitely all kinds of deadly toxins on the nails of these skin puppets.

Even Zhang Wei could feel that because of the influence of these toxins, even his movements were a little slower.

He reluctantly swung out his knife, slashing the head of a skin doll in front of him into the air.

It's just that in this process, there are dozens of scratches on his body, which makes Zhang Wei know: with his own defense and recovery power, he will lie down before killing all these skin dolls.

Not to mention that after killing these skin puppets, there is an even stronger weird woman waiting for him to deal with.

When the time comes, in his own bad state, he will still be a yarn.

In desperation, he could only use one of his tricks to press the bottom of the box: the true yuan was frantically deposited in the dantian, and then suddenly burst out with a shocking roar.

Under the earth-shattering roar of the Heavenly Warrior that destroyed all demons, the attacking human skin puppets were softly surrounded by them, and their frantic attack stopped.

It's like a heavy blow to the head, and for a while, these skin puppets have some difficulty even standing up.

I couldn't care about the tingling feeling on my body, the muscles and arms of my whole body that were almost stiff.

And after shouting this trick again, in an instant, he was like a weak body after being completely emptied.

Zhang Wei used the fastest speed to cut out more than ten knives in a row, basically one by one, and took the opportunity to cut all these skin puppets to the ground.

Then, he hurriedly looked towards the door of the shop, where the strange woman had been standing before.

In contrast, that woman is his most feared opponent......

It's just that when he looked over, he found that the woman had long since disappeared, and it wasn't until he turned his head quickly that he found the woman's trace more than ten meters to the right.

At this time, Zhang Wei could see clearly what the woman looked like after molting again.

It was a girl with a petite figure and delicate facial features.

To be honest, Zhang Wei doesn't know if this is the final appearance of this guy, what remains the same is her flat chest, and her body without any hair on her body.

And what has changed a lot is the skin all over her body that looks like she has leukemia.

The sickly pale complexion, and the incomparably clear blood vessels under the almost transparent skin, looked like dense cobwebs.

It can be said that Zhang Wei has never seen such a disgusting female figure in his history.

Under the dim street lamp, the naked girl, carrying a huge iron bucket on her shoulder, was running towards a small alley dozens of meters away.

Obviously, that bucket of what was suspected to be corpse oil should be important to these guys.

No matter what the reason, Zhang Wei had no chance of letting the girl leave.

At the very least, she can't let this guy escape with what she thinks is the most important corpse oil.

His numb right leg, his toe on the spot, immediately jumped out of a few meters, and then with a limp step, chased in the direction of the girl.

What made Zhang Wei a little relieved was that one of them, who was carrying a bazooka and playing soy sauce for a long time, finally reacted in time.

The creature was in a standard kneeling position, with the bazooka flat on his shoulders and aiming at the same time.

It is believed that as long as it is simply aimed, a rocket will be launched, and Zhang Wei does not know whether such a purely physical attack rocket can play a role.

However, it is believed that the woman should have dodged in order to save the oil drum on her shoulder, so as to slow down the speed of escape.

However, Zhang Wei soon knew that he had rejoiced too soon.

Sensing a great threat, the girl turned her head and smiled at the position of her tunic suit.

The smiling face with twisted blood vessels and no hair or eyebrows looked terrible to Zhang Wei.

But the tunic was as if he was charmed by the legendary demon girl Daji, and he turned the bazooka extremely firmly and shot at himself.

At that time, the poor boy was almost scared to pee.

In a roll on the spot, he narrowly dodged this shot, dragging a long flaming tail rocket.

The rocket flew over Zhang Wei's head, and after flying about 20 meters away, it hit the minibus in front of the small shop, and immediately caused the innocent minibus to burst into a huge flame.

Seeing that he didn't hit the target, the tunic even reached for the accessories on his waist.

Fortunately, at this time, another tunic carrying a bazooka reacted, threw away the bazooka in his hand, and pounced on the out-of-control colleague to hold it down.

"Damn! You forced me, Lao Tzu is not now. Zhang Wei, who was angry, finally decided to use his thinking technique.

It's not that this thing didn't want to use such a contemplative method to manifest a stone pillar that was extremely harmful to the spirit.

But with his current strength, after roaring out a roar that looked at the sky, he was almost already in a state of residual blood, and if he forcibly manifested the stone pillar, who knew what serious consequences would be.

If you let your realm regress, you will lose a lot.

In addition, the technique of contemplation is also a trick of Zhang Dixian's unique stunt, and if he uses it now, he must need to explain it to the organization in the future.

After all, in the previous review, I had concealed this.

The problem is that the fatal rocket can be regarded as completely annoying him, even if the realm of cultivation is declining, and there are some things like the organization to confess, he has to make the evil woman feel bad.

Almost all the spiritual power was squeezed, and the stone pillar that shimmered with a faint light appeared in front of Zhang Wei.

However, it was this faint light, which was an incomparably deadly thing to the strange girl, and in a sharp wail, she shook off the oil drum in her hand.

Then I 'brushed' it again, and once again peeled off a human skin.

This time, it was a completely fleshy figure with no human skin, and fled frantically into the alley, and in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared.

And Zhang Wei, who forcibly manifested the stone pillar, collapsed to the ground in an instant, although he did not faint immediately, but he even felt quite difficult to breathe.

Naturally, there is no possibility of catching up.

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