Because he was not sure of the identity of the other party, He Zhonghua acted as a line, not directly cutting people, but cutting the hell dog under this person's ass.

I watched it clearly from the side, if it were according to normal physical inertia, this hellish dog would definitely fall on He Zhonghua's demon knife to suppress the ghost, and then a intestine pierced and cracked the stomach, and he died. When the time comes, everyone will rush up again, regardless of whether he is a human or a ghost, and first hold down and beat him violently.

As a result, while I was gloating, the black-robed cloak sitting on Hellhound's back smacked Hellhound's stomach with his foot. This kick may be extremely heavy, and the hellhound that knocked out of mid-air turned a corner, and the blade of the demon knife and the ghost fell to the side.

At that time, I was shocked, because the body of the hellhound was thrown in mid-air and there was no way to borrow anything, even if the black-robed cloak knocked the hellhound, but according to mechanics, it was impossible to change direction from the air. It's like one can never lift oneself off the ground with one of your bare hands.

This is simply against the common sense of physics, huh? Could it be that the other party is really not human?

He Zhonghua was very arrogant by nature, and he didn't see the subtlety of this knock, but he didn't cut down the hellhound, and he obviously had a fire in his heart. I saw that he wanted to rush over after taking two steps, but he was dragged by Zhang Wuyi.

He Zhonghua said: "Lao Zhang, don't drag me. I'm a little grumpy, if I don't give us an explanation today, it's not over! Grandma's, everyone worked hard to get rid of the dog skin plaster, but someone cut off the beard, this thing can't be beared! ”

Zhang Wuren said: "Don't speak! I'll take care of it! ”

Everyone still trusts Zhang Wuren very much, he has high means and a wide range of knowledge, the most important thing is to be calm when encountering things, unlike me and He Zhonghua, who are frizzy when they encounter something, and only know how to cut when they copy a knife.

So as soon as He Zhonghua heard Lao Zhang say this, he muttered twice and stood behind him. Then I saw Zhang Wuren say loudly: "Dare to ask you, but you are from Xudu City!" ”

It is strange to say, originally there was nothing black in the hoods of these black-robed cloaks, but as soon as Zhang Wuren asked these words, two green ghost fires immediately appeared under the hoods, just like human eyes.

The four guys first looked at Zhang Wuren for a day, and then looked at each other again. The green ghost fire inside the hood flickered on and off, apparently in some kind of communication.

Zhang Wuren didn't urge them, but stood quietly by the side and waited. But after the four guys finished discussing, they ignored Zhang Wuyi, and slammed the hellhound's stomach with their feet, and then the four hellhounds immediately rushed out.

Caught off guard, the four guys instantly rushed out of our encirclement and rushed directly in the direction of the round platform. I heard He Zhonghua scold angrily: "Bastard! Shrinking turtle! Dare to run! Belch...... it! Look at Lao Zhang! Something is wrong! ”

I looked in the direction He Zhonghua pointed, only to find that the fire on the round platform before was soaring, and the corpses were all over the field, and there were dead exorcists everywhere!

In the pool of blood, there were vaguely more than a dozen exorcists holding weapons, surrounding a man in a white robe, and the white robe on this man's body had countless blood on it, it was His Majesty the Pope of the Holy See!

In other words, it is the soul that splits out of Ji Zhongheng!

There were many people dead on the round platform, some of them were apologetic priests and ruling black angels, and some were exorcists from all over the world.

Among them are Feng Wuneng of the Special Crime Division, Fernando of the Paranormal Research and Defense Agency, and even the high priest of the Egyptian temple lying on the ground. At a cursory glance, it turned out that all of them were internationally famous exorcists.

My eyelids jumped, but I didn't expect that when we were cleaning up the dog skin plaster, Xu Jianqin had already led people to fight with Ji Zhongheng. It's just that even Xu Jianqin may not have expected that after gathering so many good players, he couldn't clean up the other party alone.

Thinking about it, the Holy Knights were almost wiped out by "A", and the Black Angels were entangled by Chen Wuye and the murderers he brought. His Majesty the Pope has at his disposal only the white-clad priest headed by Lisya.

But although the priests in white are also in the exorcism industry, they are not in the fighting industry. If you really want to fight with this group of experienced exorcists, it's better not to have it.

So for Xu Jianqin and them, this is the best chance for them to clean up Ji Zhongheng. If he can't kill Ji Zhongheng at this time, when he recovers, it is estimated that the exorcism circle in the world will be chaotic.

Now the people dealing with Ji Zhongheng are mainly Colonel Di Ming, supported by two black-clothed people from the Paranormal Research and Defense Agency and a totem warrior with a swarthy body and oil paint painted on his body. The four of them are all powerful and technical exorcists, and they don't use any variety of means, they just know how to pick up the guys in their hands and slash them indiscriminately.

Ji Zhongheng was still wearing a golden mask, and his expression was leisurely. Although he was forced to retreat again and again by Colonel Di Ming and others, there was no chaos under his feet.

Colonel Di Ming knew that Ji Zhongheng was difficult, especially since this guy was born from fire, and at his peak, he could even stomp his feet to arouse the earth fire magma and rush out of the ground. So he didn't dare to slack off at all.

But he didn't dare to relax, but the black uncle with oil paint on his body was impatient, and saw him take a step forward and smash the stick with the totem in his hand on the head.

It doesn't matter if this smash is made, he was immediately caught by Ji Zhongheng. At that moment, Ji Zhongheng raised his hand suddenly, grabbed the stick where the totem warrior fell, and regardless of the frightened and inexplicable gaze of the totem warrior, he flew up and kicked him out directly.

The totem warrior spurted out a mouthful of blood several meters away, and when it fell to the ground, he had already taken in less air and more out of breath, and it seemed that he would not live long. It is estimated that he didn't know until he died, how could his stick be grabbed by others with his bare hands?

You must know that totem warriors are different from high priests, they don't like those strange methods, and like to win by brute force. Anyway, his yang energy is not close to all evils, and the totem in his hand can also suppress most of the evils, so he simply gives full play to his well-developed limbs and lowers ten times with one force.

It's just that when he encounters a pervert like Ji Zhongheng, brute force doesn't work for him at all.

Ji Zhongheng kicked the totem warrior and snatched the thick wooden stick at the same time. Colonel Di Ming had just said the word "retreat" when the thick wooden stick whistled. One man in black was beaten on the spot and his brain burst out, and the other man in black was more clever and retreated in time, but he was swept on his calf by a stick, so that the entire calf was beaten in two.

That's not all, after Ji Zhongheng swept a stick, he smashed the totem stick at Colonel Di Ming, this time the momentum was strong and fast, Colonel Di Ming only had time to stab the three-edged army in the chest, blocked it slightly, and then snorted, and his face instantly turned pale.

Xu Jianqin looked clearly behind him, but his face did not fluctuate, and said, "Go up again!" ”

Behind him, Temur, a Japanese onmyoji with a shaved flat head, and a Tianzhu monk in a red robe jumped out and quickly surrounded Ji Zhongheng again.

The monk in the red robe is quite familiar, it seems to be Wang Xinquan who ate poisonous insects compared to me in the Ganges River sacrifice. After this guy went up, countless poisonous insects tumbled out of the monk's robe.

Temur scolded there: "Stinky monk! Play with bugs and go back to Tianzhu's hometown! This thing works for him? ”

Wang Xinquan was furious: "Do you think Lao Tzu is willing to do it?" You have the ability to clean him up alone! ”

The onmyoji said suspiciously: "What a noise! If you can't clean up His Majesty the Pope, everyone won't be able to live! It doesn't matter if he's useful or not, let's do it together! ”

Temur is right, Wang Xinquan's poisonous insects are a good means to deal with ordinary exorcists or ghosts and zombies, but it is a bit not enough to deal with freaks like Ji Zhongheng, and it is no wonder that Temur looks down on him.

Ji Zhongheng still didn't say a word, he stomped his foot slightly, and the entire round platform trembled slightly. Don't look at this tremor has little effect on people, but it has a miraculous effect on those small insects.

As soon as I heard the vibration, the poisonous insects and little snakes crawling on the ground all turned over and fell to the ground and could no longer climb.

Zhang Wuren gasped: "High-frequency shock? There's something hidden under this round platform! ”