"Ghost King Fist!"

With Cui Ying's angry shout, phantoms have exploded in his left and right hands. Those phantoms changed their movements, and attacked Yu Deshui from different directions.

In terms of momentum, this so-called Ghost King Fist has completely overwhelmed the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Devouring Curse just now. These are two different levels of mantras entirely.

Yu Deshui relied on the breath in his body, his left and right hands changed rapidly, and immediately, a lightning bolt was split. The lightning swooped down, piercing through the Ghost King's Fist.

I originally thought that I could compete with the Ghost King Fist, but I didn't expect that the Ghost King Fist would directly engulf the lightning that was split by the water. The lightning slashed on the Ghost King Fist, and it disappeared without a sound, but on the contrary, the Ghost King Fist kept changing, and in an instant, it was replaced by three figures again, and it smashed towards Yu Deshui with a punch.

It's as if the change between light and shadow is just a blink of an eye.

Yu Deshui saw that this lightning could not deal with the Ghost King Fist, and he couldn't dodge the situation at this time, so he could only rely on his own strength to carry it.

However, when Yu Deshui raised his hand and wanted to confront the Ghost King Fist, the punch that was thrown at him disappeared. At the same time as he disappeared, three huge fists appeared around him, all of which smashed towards Yu Deshui at a very tricky angle that he couldn't dodge.

Boom......

Boom......

Boom......

Three punches in a row, between the virtual and the real, Yu Deshui felt that he was punched heavily on his back, chest, and head.

His mind was buzzing. He spun around in mid-air and fell to the ground. Before he could catch his breath, the three punches in the darkness had already smashed at him again.

After receiving these three punches, Yu Deshui was almost unbearable, his head was dazed, he shook his head, and wanted to be sober, but as soon as he was sober, the whole person flew out upside down again. He fell on a table and chair not far away, and suddenly, the table and chair were smashed to pieces.

Yu Deshui wanted to stand up, but he found that his leg was stuck under the table, and when he moved slightly, the pain was extremely great. Glancing at it, he saw that the blood had soaked his right leg. Even so, he still stood up against the rotten table next to him, but as soon as he stood up, it was three more punches.

These three punches all hit the center of his eyebrows.

Yu Deshui wanted to raise his hand to resist, but he couldn't compete with this absolute power. This is a kind of safe crushing of strength, Yu Deshui is not Cui Ying at all, the opponent of the head of the ghost raising sect!

However, after falling to the ground, Yu Deshui felt dazed for a while, but he still stood up. He stood up against the wall beside him.

At this time, Yu Deshui's nose, eyes, ears, and corners of his mouth were all bleeding.

As soon as he spoke, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then, the corners of his mouth squeezed out a smile and said.

"Cui Ying, I see what kind of bullshit ghost king fist you have, it's not bad, how many times have you attacked me in a row, I'm still alive, haha......"

"You're still alive because I don't want you to die so quickly!" Cui Ying said.

Li Hui reluctantly turned her head, she looked at Yu Deshui, and a bloody tear flowed from the corner of her eye. However, at this time, she was under Cui Ying's control, and it was difficult for her to speak, so she could only watch like that.

Cui Ying glanced at Li Hui, smiled coldly, and said: "It seems that this person is very important to you, her death will definitely make your resentment stronger, you, just watch it!" ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand casually, and let Li Hui kneel in front of Yu Deshui.

Li Hui was very worried, she frowned, but it was difficult to speak.

"Xiaohui, you don't have to worry about me...... He just likes to shout, and when he makes a move, he calls out a name, thinking that he ...... Ouch...... It's very damn and awesome, how many times has he shot, isn't this okay, brother! Yu Deshui said, the pain in his body made him a little unbearable, but when he spoke to Li Hui, he still tried his best to disguise, he didn't want her to worry, and he didn't want her resentment to make her lose herself forever.

"Brother......

Li Hui shouted a word.

"It's so touching! Yu Deshui, you said that I couldn't do anything to you with the trick just now, in other words, I underestimated you? Cui Ying asked rhetorically.

"Yes, of course you underestimated me, I advise you to surrender quickly, otherwise I will be beaten by me and cry and cry, I will not be merciful!" Yu Deshui said.

He tried to tune in the guiding qi within the group and sense the power brought by that seed, however, Yu Deshui couldn't feel anything, as long as he tried, the pain came from all over his body, making him unable to exert himself.

In other words, Cui Ying's shot just now has already broken his meridians. It was already a miracle that he was able to stand at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't surrender, let alone be merciful!"

After Cui Ying finished speaking, his left and right hands clenched his fists, crossed left and right, and moved slowly, the breath on his fists had begun to entangle, and he said: "The Ghost King Fist Triple can't do anything to you, then let you taste it, the Ghost King Fist Sixfold!" ”

Yu Deshui's advantage is just to let Li Hui not worry and buy time for himself. Just now, it was just the Ghost King Fist Triple, and it was already powerful to that extent. If it weren't for Cui Ying suddenly stopping, Yu Deshui was guarded by the soul of the ghost doctor in his body, and it is estimated that Yu Deshui would have turned into meat sauce a long time ago.

Now, Cui Ying has actually made a ghost king fist sixfold, Nima, he really has more powerful tricks? Suddenly, Yu Deshui felt a little desperate. This feeling is real, if it's just a general trick, a little clever or something, maybe there is a way to win.

Or, relying on the short-term awakening of the ghost doctor's soul, you can defeat the enemy with one move. But now it seems that no matter if you don't wake up, you can't do anything about this Cui Ying.

Cui Pu and Cui Yu are so average, Yu Deshui really didn't expect that their father Cui Ying would be so unattainable.

When Cui Ying was about to make a move, Yu Deshui immediately shouted to stop!

"Wait!"

However, that Cui Ying didn't want to talk nonsense at all.

"Wait a minute, Master Cui, isn't it time for the Ghost King Fist to be fourfold after the triple fist? How can you collapse directly to the sixth layer, take your time, and avenge your son to enjoy it! ”

Cui Ying had never seen such a strange person, but since he opened his mouth to speak, it was naturally just to buy time for himself.

"The Ghost King Fist is only divided into three, six, and nine weights, and there is no fourfold as you said. Since I am afraid of death, I should not have poisoned my two sons in the first place! Cui Ying said coldly.

After he said this, his left and right fists opened, and breath burst out from his body. This time, there were six breaths, turned into six giant fists, and smashed at Yu Deshui.

In this case, where does Yu Deshui have any strength to dodge.

"I'll go, this time it's not really like that, right?" Yu Deshui whispered. Having said that, Yu Deshui was not reconciled in his heart. Cui Pu and Cui Yu's matter, he has always felt a little strange and suspicious. With Li Hui's temperament, after recasting the three souls and seven spirits, his temperament should not change so much. However, that night, she was very manic, and it was in that manic and bloodthirsty state that Cui Pu and Cui Yu died at her hands.

Among them, Yu Deshui feels doubtful.

However, before the investigation had a clue, he had already met the enemy. Since at this time, tell Cui Ying what he thinks, I'm afraid Cui Ying won't believe it.

While his thoughts wandered, Yu Deshui was smashed out again by a fist phantom.

He flew upside down in mid-air, and several other punches, at the same time, smashed at Yu Deshui's body from several other directions. Yu Deshui fell heavily to the ground, but those fists still didn't stop.

Cui Ying stared over there, watching the infinite changes of her fists.

At this time, Yu Deshui had no power to fight back and was smashed under the floor. Waiting for this trick, Yu Deshui seemed to have no movement, but the anger between Cui Ying's eyebrows had not been eliminated.

"This kind of waste will kill my son?" Cui Ying expressed her puzzlement, and at the same time felt unworthy and saddened by her son's death.

"Why?"

Cui Ying roared angrily, in his heart, his two sons are not the sons of a gentleman in the eyes of ordinary people, they work hard enough, but their strength is not weak. It's just that he, as a father, is too strong, so his two sons look extremely weak.

He was strict, but also so that they could go to the next level. However, his sternness was never understood by his two sons, and he eventually became more and more rebellious.

However, just after Cui Ying roared twice, Yu Deshui, who had already been smashed to the ground, moved with one hand.

Cui Ying saw this.

He found that Yu Deshui actually gave him a middle finger.