Yang Zhi didn't look back, and grabbed back with a lightning shot in his right hand!

This dwarf old woman didn't react at all, and was lifted up by Yang Zhi.

"I was teasing you just now, you weak chicken really think you can kill me?" Yang Zhi sneered.

"Ah~ I want you to die!" The dwarf old woman didn't expect Yang Zhi to catch her, but her eyes showed anger, and a pair of sharp nails grabbed Yang Zhi's arm.

Sting!

A sharp scratching sound sounded, and the sharp nails grabbed a piece of spark on Yang Zhi's arm, but they couldn't scratch a trace of skin on his arm!

"You, you're the Awakened!" the dwarf woman suddenly became frightened.

"Answer correctly, reward you to die!" Yang Zhi showed a mouthful of eerie white teeth, and the Three Yang Qi in his hand suddenly emerged.

"Ahh

With a grunt, the ugly head of the old dwarf woman rolled to the ground.

Soon, the corpse was burned into ashes by the billowing Sanyang Qi.

This upheaval was too fast, and Wu Junhua and the others, who were almost scared to pee, all looked at Yang Zhi in a daze.

"This immortal died like this?" Wu Junhua smacked his lips.

"This pen fairy doesn't look strong, does it, he died so easily!" Song Jie saw that this pen fairy was killed so easily, and he instantly became relaxed.

"Is this immortal really from the Ming Dynasty? Is it so weak?" Huo Canhui was also surprised.

"Hmph, this immortal is actually a ghost, can you believe the words of the ghost?" Yang Zhi pouted.

"That's true, but the predictions of these pen immortals are still a little accurate, can they really tell fortunes?" Huo Canhui said thoughtfully.

"Ahem, quasi-fart, definitely not allowed!" Wu Junhua beat him to death and did not admit that he was a kidney-deficient man. No, you have to be more modest, exercise more, and take more medicine another day.

"Alright, let's move on. Yang Zhi took out a new pen. On the way here, he bought several pens to prepare.

"Ah, still coming?" Song Jie said.

"Why not? We're now doing it for people. At first glance, these pen fairies are not a good thing. Yang Zhi said with a smile.

"That's right, it's not a good thing to look at these pen immortals, it's good to kill them!" Huo Canhui nodded in agreement.

"Just play, anyway, Brother Zhi, you are very powerful, and you will still beat these pen fairies later." Wu Junhua has no objections.

"We can also play with them. ”

"Come on, come on!"

"Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, you are my past life, I am your present life, if you come, please draw a circle......" Yang Zhi held the pen in one hand and began to read.

To be honest, Yang Zhi didn't know if there was a pen immortal coming over, just now he killed a pen immortal and obtained a spiritual energy.

Psionics, psionics, he needs a lot of psionic energy!

After waiting for a while, the pen that had been stationary suddenly moved slightly.

"Draw a circle, draw a circle!" Wu Junhua said in a low voice.

"Here you go again?" Yang Zhi was overjoyed, this is another spiritual energy coming.

"Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, I have a primary school monk topic that I can't do, and now I want to ask you. The title is like this: Xiao Ming's sheepfold has a total of 3 sheep, how many heads and legs does it have?" asked Yang Zhi.

Soon the pen began to move.

Brush brush brush.

Two numbers 3 and 12 appeared on the paper.

"Damn, awesome, this can be answered correctly!"

"Pen Immortal Pen Fairy, this is a serial question, and there is a second question, the second question is like this: How many hairs are there on these three sheep?"

Burst~

As soon as this sentence came out, Wu Junhua and the other three all laughed out loud, Brother Zhi, Brother Zhi, you really know how to play!

Sure enough, this pen is probably angry, is this Nima a question that a ghost can answer?

"Brother Zhi, Brother Zhi, it's shaking, I guess it can't be answered, it's better to change the question. This question is too profound, and its IQ is enough to choke at a glance. Wu Junhua said with a smile.

"Okay!"

"Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, let me change to a simpler question, let me ask you, did the egg come first or the chicken came first?" Wu Junhua asked with a serious face.

"Poof~ No, no, the nurse gave me a bottle of anti-laughter medicine!" Song Jiexiao's stomach hurt.

At this moment, the whole pen trembled violently, and the temperature of the box dropped suddenly.

"Pen Immortal, don't be angry, this problem is still too difficult, your IQ is still not enough. How about we change the question?" Huo Canhui said immediately.

It seems that the pen fairy heard everyone's words, and the pen finally stopped trembling.

"Pen Immortal, how many stars are there in the sky?" Huo Canhui asked.

Click!

In the next second, the pen suddenly broke into two sections, and a gust of wind blew. An old dwarf man pounced on Huo Canhui suddenly: "Human, you play with me, I want you to die!"

"Fuck, the pen fairy doesn't have enough IQ, it's going to kill people! Brother Zhi save me!" Huo Canhui stepped back.

"Die!" The old dwarf man was about to plunge one claw into Huo Canhui's throat, and stopped abruptly when there were still three centimeters left.

"Huh?" The dwarf old man turned his head and saw that Yang Zhi had grabbed one of its feet with one hand at some point.

"You!"

Boom!

Yang Zhi pulled hard and threw it on the ground.

The dwarf old man was thrown into a all of a sudden!

"Haha...... You're here to beat me!" Huo Canhui suddenly regained his coaxing appearance and spat at the dwarf old man.

"Ah~ Shame, shame, I'm going to kill you!" The dwarf old man's face turned green, when had it ever been insulted like this, it had always been playing with humans, and now it was played bad by humans.

The dwarf old man wanted to struggle up and pounce on Huo Canhui, but he was kicked on its back by Yang Zhi, and he couldn't move for half a minute!

"The IQ is touching, it's better that you're dead. The Three Yang Qi on Yang Zhi's feet surged out in an instant.

Zizizi......

The old dwarf man's back was burned with a large wound, and it spread to his body in all directions.

In a few seconds, the old dwarf man was reduced to ashes.

“666！”

"Brother Zhi is awesome!"

"Brother Zhi is mighty. ”

"This year's pen fairies are not fun, it seems that they will have to read more books in the future. ”

"I have to say, this immortal is really fun, continue?" Huo Canhui seemed to be addicted to playing.

Seeing another spiritual energy coming in, Yang Zhi was very happy.

"Okay, keep going. Yang Zhi took out another pen. He'd rather see how many pen fairies there were! Anyway, the more the better.

So the four animals started playing again.