"Don't you have a grudge?"

"Are you unwilling to die?"

"There's no one anymore. ”

"Come on, let me see, what kind of ghost has come out of that place of gathering yin!"

Fang Zheng burst out and slashed at the third frame.

Call!

Suddenly a gust of wind poured in from outside the door, the wind gusted, the air temperature dropped, and boom!

The kerosene lamp was blown over, first the environment was dark, and then the fire broke out in an instant.

The fire quickly spread along the leaking kerosene, like a red poisonous snake, burning in the direction of Fangzheng, trying to stop Fangzheng.

Ignoring the direction, he still slashed at the picture frame hanging on the wall.

Click!

Rumble!

The photo frame was smashed by a knife, the glass slag and sawdust burst and flew, and the powerful ghost head knife pressed the air to roll up the convection wind, and suddenly, a black shadow flashed out from the shattered photo frame in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.

The Dark Shadow is too fast!

Fang Zheng split into the air.

The qi and blood in Fangzheng's body are violently agitated, and there are three lamps in the person, which are the left and right shoulders and the top of the head, at this moment, Fangzheng's blood and qi are strong, and the masculinity is pressing, and the demon vajra seal in his left hand has no idea about turning around and chasing it.

Boom!

The two fists struck, and the impact force was quite high, so that Fang Zheng encountered great resistance, and Fang Zheng looked at it coldly, and it was actually Li Fugui who left the vigil.

At this time, Li Fugui's skin was gray and blue, which was no longer the color of a normal person, his eyes were white, and he had exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and he could only see the whites of his eyes but not a little black pupils.

It's demon-possessed.

Jiuyang is really angry!

Wood-burning knife method!

Fang Zheng didn't care what you were at all, and the evil qi in his hand rolled up a meter-long ghost head knife, and directly slashed over.

Without mercy.

Li Fugui in front of him was not a living person, and he had no psychological pressure when he cut it.

Clang!

Li Fugui took the knife with his fist, and the deafening and sonorous roar of steel ingots slashing each other broke out.

It was the layer of blue and gray on his skin, and the ghost qi resisted Fang Zheng's knife.

But Li Fugui is by no means uncomfortable, Jiuyang True Qi is the most rigid and yang thing, and it is the natural nemesis of these filthy ghosts, when the second knife of the wood-burning knife method is connected, the strength of Li Fugui's fist becomes weaker.

Clang!

The second knife slashed Li Fugui backwards.

Bell!

The huge force penetrated into Li Fugui's arm, and every slash shook Li Fugui's body, and when the fifth knife was slashed out in a row, poof!

The layer of gray and green ghost qi on Li Fugui's body finally couldn't resist Fangzheng's sixth knife anymore, and a bloody fist was cut off by the ghost head knife.

But Li Fugui seemed to be shielded from the pain nerves, he didn't know the pain, his face was expressionless, there was no joy, anger or sorrow, only a pair of miserable white eyes rolled and continued to rush towards Fangzheng.

The wood-burning knife method belongs to the fierce and domineering fast knife, Li Fugui pounced, just in line with the square intention, instantly, the blade pressed the air, and the air tore and made a bang-bang sound that seemed to be an air explosion, which was extremely fast, and the explosion of extremely fast friction air seemed to be about to break through the sound barrier.

The momentum is terrifying.

Because of the extremely fast chopping, the ghost head knife violently tore the air, rubbed against the air at high temperatures, and even the surface of the ghost head knife became more and more red, the surface temperature became hotter and hotter, and the killing power became more and more domineering.

The wood-burning knife method belongs to the fast knife.

There are a total of 9981 knives, one knife after another, one knife is faster than one knife, the longer the knife move, the more domineering the power, the momentum is like a mountain and a stone cracking, and the fewer flaws in the knife moves.

Poof!

continued to slash to the ninth knife, and Li Fugui's body was split and exploded, dissipating and disappearing.

The black shadow flashed, and the ghost thing left Li Fugui's body, passed through the wall of flames in the house, which was getting bigger and bigger, and then flashed into the bedroom of the next compartment.

Fang Zheng didn't care so much, his face was indifferent, his legs were like brute elephants stepping on the ground, and the person directly rampaged through the high-temperature scorching flame wall, and a layer of pale golden glass cicada film was attached to the skin on the body surface, blocking the ice and fire poisonous gas, boom!

A knife split the log compartment, the wood shattered and exploded, and the human was like a rampaging humanoid beast, rushing into the bedroom, turning his hand at the dark air and chopping it out.

Jiuyang True Qi split out a thick sword qi that was like a red match, boom!

A miner who had not yet stood firm was slashed to the ground by Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng was condescending, chopping out with a knife, like a pig killing knife chopping meat foam, the knife light was connected into a red piece, and the air faintly smelled the smell of burning, that is, the knife light was too fast, and the high-temperature energy of the extremely fast friction air was overflowing.

Phew!

A human head rolled down, and Biao shot a distant bloody arrow.

Crackling, at this moment, the fire in the house is getting bigger and bigger, the fire is rising, and the smoke is billowing out.

However, everyone in this room seemed to have died of sleep, and no one woke up from such a big fire.

There was not more than one person in the bedroom, and when Fang Zheng slashed off the head, the shadow left the miner's body and flew again to another sleeping miner in the adjacent bed.

"It's too weak!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and he chased after him with a knife.

The sword light poured like a waterfall wildly, and once again slashed the possessed person on the bed, and blood spilled on the bed.

In this way, the ghost thing possessed him all the way, and Fang Zheng chased and killed all the way.

He was like a savage beast, rampage through the house, and the sturdy wooden house made of thick logs was chopped by him, and the collision was full of holes.

At this time, the fire had spread to the outer wall of the wooden house, and one-third of it was engulfed in flames, and the fire was raging.

There was a crackling and burning explosion.

The seventh, the eighth, the ninth, the tenth, the eleventh... Fang Zheng rushed savagely all the way, slashing all the way, and when the black shadow was about to possess the last man, the man named Ping Si, Fang Zheng seized the opportunity, and this time finally caught up with the black shadow before it was possessed, intercepting the black shadow.

The ghost head knife slashed diagonally, slashing at the black shadow, and the extreme speed knife light pressed the air to roll up the convection wind gang, and the black shadow seemed to have known the horror of the ghost head knife, and took a step back. At this time, Fang Zheng shouted violently, the momentum was like thunder, the masculine breath was like a furnace blazing, and the Vajra seal of the demon in his left hand bombarded out.

Whether it was the previous knife or this trick Demon Suppression Vajra Seal, it was all premeditated by Fang Zheng for a long time, as long as the black shadow took a step back, he couldn't dodge his fist mark.

Bang!

The black shadow slammed suddenly, and a painful expression appeared on his face, Fang Zheng finally saw the true face of this black shadow this time, as if the ancients from the twentieth century in Europe, white shirts, small vests, trousers, shiny leather shoes, dressed like a little European gentleman, and the person was an Asian with black hair and yellow skin.

It is the fake foreigner in the mouth of Ping Si and Li Fugui.

At this moment, the masculine and blazing blood in the body, with the fist print, bombarded into the ghost object, and the ghost creature struggled with pain, wanting to escape.

"Come if you want, leave if you want, leave for me!"

Fang Zheng shouted indifferently, and the wood-burning knife technique poured out, poof!

The ghost thing was directly strangled in the sword light in the sky.

A wisp of soul qi flew up, and it was immediately devoured by the human skin scriptures.

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