Chapter 102: Why Aren't You Dead Yet?

The ghost cut step by step, as if another invisible coercion emanated from him, and the clothes of several other bigwigs were already wet with cold sweat, and they couldn't move.

Wei Zilong was also very nervous, but if he behaved too cowardly at this time, then who would be willing to fight the Zhou family with him.

Syllable!

Wei Zilong slapped his hands, his body was short, and then made a signature move of Huang Feihong.

This is his self-created Shennong Eighteen Clap Gesture......

Before everyone could digest his strange movement, they only heard another snap.

Roger also came to a starter......

The air was suddenly quiet......

Even Oni Kiri stopped.

I have to say that Wei Zilong, although he may not be qualified as a gentleman, he must be very promising as a nonsensical joke actor.

His seemingly mentally retarded action actually broke the coercion of the ghost cut on everyone!

Originally, everyone was scared to death, and their hearts were raised to their throats, and when they saw the two second-class goods suddenly put on this posture, they couldn't help but have an urge to laugh in their hearts.

Regardless of the elders, they still controlled the expressions on their faces very well, otherwise if they were killed by the ghost cut in seconds, and they still maintained a mentally retarded smile on their faces, how much of a joke would be spread in the future.

But there are always people present who don't want to laugh, one is Ghost Cut, he has killed countless people and licked blood, so naturally the laughter is high enough.

And the other one is naturally Tang Ze, at this moment, not only does he not want to laugh, but he even wants to hit someone!

Nima, don't say I know you in the future, okay! I haven't taught you this kind of mentally retarded trick!

And you, what Roger! Do you know how inconsistent you are with the classic movements of our Chinese martial arts?

Oni Che approached again, and the murderous aura around his body seemed to be able to turn into substance, and the people in the entire room felt an extremely terrifying sense of oppression, and their heartbeats slowed down by half a beat.

Wei Zilong's cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't resist the coercion of the ghost cut for a long time, so he turned his head sweating profusely, as if he was extremely struggling, like a male duck stuck in his neck, and shouted.

"Uncle Tang, if you don't make a move, I'll be-"

The ghost has already shot!

I saw that his hands turned into palms, and the true qi on the palm knife was condensed, emitting a faint white light, which was like a sharp blade.

The figure is like a ghost, and in an instant, he has bypassed Roger and came to Wei Zilong!

As for Wei Zilong, Zhou Tian gave a very clear order, that is, there is no forgiveness for killing! There is no room for begging for mercy!

Even so, Oni Che is too lazy to waste time, and if he breaks out directly, he will kill with one blow!

There were not many people present who could see his movements clearly.

There is no one who can avoid his knife!

He's the ghost who has been crisscrossing the underground world for decades!

The knife in his hand is getting closer and closer to his throat, and Oni Kiri seems to have felt the warm and sweet touch of blood splattering on his face after a second!

"Did the person who moved me ask me?"

When the ghost cut was still a few centimeters away from Wei Zilong, he suddenly stopped, and the divine body hovered in midair, and his movements were extremely weird.

Tang Ze still sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "Since you like to watch others struggle so much, take a good look at how you died." ”

"What is this?Formation?You set up a bondage formation in advance!" Ghost Che noticed Tang Ze's existence, but since he didn't feel the deprivation of spiritual power on his body, he didn't expect it to be a formation master!

Oni Che thought he had guessed, but he didn't know that he was just an ant with only a few meters of knowledge.

"You're going to be dead soon, does it make sense to tell you?"

Tang Ze exhaled a puff of white smoke, but it was not a mist or smoke ring.

The white eyes gradually took shape, floating towards the ghost who was struggling in mid-air, and it turned out to form a middle finger the size of a head!

That white middle finger floated very slowly, obviously without any lethality, just like that, and it directly hit Ghost Cut's face!

Ghost cut was stunned for a moment, and at this time, Tang Ze spat out another puff of smoke, forming a slap with a big head.

The slap fluttered, the ghost cut his eyes widened, and he turned his head away with the strength of the milk, but it was still too late, and he was hit directly in the face by the white palm......

There was an instant silence in the air, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that this was a life-and-death struggle, but they suddenly felt ......

This old man is really Nyima, and he can play!

The smoke is invisible, so it doesn't hurt, but the middle finger pokes his forehead and slaps his face, which hurts not the ghost's body, but his dignity as a man!

Anger flashed in his eyes in front of the cabinet, and he shouted: "Break it for me!"

All the spiritual power was released in an instant, trying to break Tang Ze's grip on his body.

Formations, as long as you can prepare in advance, can indeed be small and big, but the general ground level formations are extremely fragile, as long as you break through the formation diagram in one direction, or even move the formation eye formation, you can break it.

All of a sudden, the ghost's spiritual power surged, like a tornado blowing in, the seats in the room flew into the air, and the floor-to-ceiling windows shattered one after another.

The room was in shambles, but it didn't damage the Formation Eye! Not even the formation map was shown!

"Impossible! Why are your restraints still there! You can't be a high-level formation, you are obviously an ordinary formation master with no spiritual power fluctuations!"

Tang Ze smiled speechlessly, some people said that he was a devil, some people said that he was an old man who could hypnosis, and now some people said that he was a formation master, a weak person, and he could only see what he wanted to believe.

Just like the frog at the bottom of the well, he thought that the sky was as big as the manhole cover, but he didn't know how vast the world outside the well was!

Tang Ze slowly walked in front of the ghost with a kind old man's exclusive smile, looked at the shock and incomprehension in his eyes, and whispered: "You killed chickens and monkeys before, and used fear to make them surrender, I think this idea is very good." ”

In the next second, Ghost Cut's head was forcibly pressed down, looking at his body from a weird angle that only appears in horror movies.

Then Tang Ze grabbed his waist on both sides with one hand, deliberately slowed down his movements, and his palms rotated little by little.

With Tang Ze's hand, the body of the ghost cut is twisting and deforming little by little!

What kind of formation master can suppress himself without the need for a formation array eye?

What kind of formation master, the physical strength can be so strong that the body of a Xuan-level powerhouse can be torn apart alive!

No, this man is not a formation master, even beyond the scope of human beings, he-

It's the real devil!

"No, let me die, senior, I'll work for you! I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you, no, I'm going to be your dog!"

The ghost cut his internal organs and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he knew the horror of the old man in front of him.

The instinct to survive prevailed, and he didn't care at all, his demeanor at the moment was even more humble and lowly than Brother Brain Axe and Brother Hua who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy before!

"I'm not Zhou Tianci, I don't need so many dogs. ”

Tang Ze smiled coldly, the injury continued to exert force, and Oni Cut's body was forcibly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, the speed was extremely slow, but the severe pain hit Oni Cut's brain in waves.

The ghost who had just been immortal was now howling, his face full of blood and tears.

He only hated at the moment, why didn't he die yet!