"In that case......"

Before Hirako Mako finished speaking, he saw Saruki Rishi suddenly shake his right foot, and the flip-flops on his feet appeared in the air, and at the same time flashed over, holding the flip-flops tightly with his right hand, and threw them on Hirako Mako's face.

Bang! Rumble!

With two crisp sounds, Hirako Mako spun and broke a large hole in the wall and flew out.

Faced with such an abrupt scene, the corners of Zhang Han's mouth twitched, his face was full of horror, and it hurt to look at it after being hit for such a moment! It's only Hirako Mako, who has a full value of the Jitter M attribute, who can endure it and enjoy it......

I saw Ape Persimmon Rishi with his hands on his hips, raising his head and glaring at Zhang Han fiercely, "Little ghost, I want to remind you that whether or not to join the masked army is not up to you, but we have the final say!" ”

"Oh? Are you preparing to kill me directly? Zhang Han's eyes were cold, and he glared back at the other party.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to call themselves imps! This made his heart burn for a while.

But then again, in his previous life and in this life, Zhang Han, who was only in his sixties in total, does seem very small in front of a group of old guys who are often one hundred, or even two or three hundred years old!

"If you don't have the corresponding strength, you deserve to die here, bald!" Ape Persimmon pressed the handle of the knife with his hand and sneered, and the spiritual pressure on his body gradually increased.

Your sister is a little ghost and a bald person!

Zhang Han was suddenly furious, and said viciously, "Tiger tooth girl with no breasts and no ass, you pissed me off!" After speaking, the spiritual pressure on his body erupted, and a cold whirlwind rolled up in the empty building.

"This guy, his strength is not weak, he is in trouble in the world!" Liuche Fist West muttered. The other spectators nodded in unison.

Both of them have not yet begun to understand, nor have they been virtualized, but judging from the spiritual pressure, Zhang Han's spiritual pressure is obviously much higher than that of the world.

Whether it is death or void, combat power is directly linked to spiritual pressure.

Unless there is a powerful slashing sword, or some special move, it will be difficult for the side with low spiritual pressure to defeat the opponent with high spiritual pressure.

This is also the reason why Zhang Han has always been full of resentment about his fast-growing spiritual pressure!

"Bastard little ghost, I'm going to kill you!"

Although he felt Zhang Han's strong strength, the ape persimmon Rishi, who was burned with ridicule and anger, ignored it, and directly pulled out the slashing knife and slashed it over.

"HRE Celestial Sign!"

Zhang Han didn't move, and a circular repulsive field burst out from his body, not only resisting the slash in the world, but also pushing her back, slipping more than ten meters away.

"You better start to solve or virtualize, this bit of strength, I don't even have the interest in drawing a knife!"

Ape Persimmon gritted his teeth and glared at the other party, knowing that it was indeed difficult to defeat the other party by relying on the spiritual pressure of the body alone, so he did not hesitate anymore and directly used the mask state.

Zhang Han looked at the mask of Rishi with curiosity, the tooth-like lines occupied a small half of his face, there was a raised horn in the center of his forehead, and diamond-shaped patterns were neatly arranged on both sides.

What made Zhang Han depressed was that in the world of using the mask, the spiritual pressure had skyrocketed by more than two times!

This Nima is about to catch up with his own swastika!

Since the swastika was constructed by the Senses, it did not help the spiritual pressure of the body very much, only about three times that of the normal state. This point is a bit far from the five to tenfold increase after the captain-level Grim Reaper is dissolved.

As for Zhang Han's own mask state, he can only increase his attributes by 2,500 points so far, and all the attributes of the ontology are almost close to 4,000, and the increase is less than doubled, covering his face ......!

"Don't underestimate people, bald!"

Seeing that Zhang Han not only did not blur, but also did not even draw a knife, he was immediately furious. A dodge appeared in front of Zhang Han in an instant, and slashed down with a knife.

Zhang Han didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly pulled out the slashing knife on his waist and blocked the opponent's slash.

There was a crisp sound, and the impact of the blade and the blade was vigorously forced, and Zhang Han involuntarily slipped backwards. Seeing that he was about to crash into the wall behind him, he hurriedly shouted, "Crescent Sky Chong!" ”

Rumble!

The half-moon-shaped blood-colored crescent erupted from the knife's body, and the two faced each other, and the blood-colored crescent just came out of the knife body, bursting out with brilliant blood light.

Viewed from the side, the blood-colored crescent moon turned into a hemispherical shockwave that exploded.

Rishili screamed, was blown away by the majestic force, and stopped dozens of meters away.

"What an amazing slash!" Fengqiao Lou Shilang sighed in admiration.

"Stupid, that little ghost, you haven't used your full strength until now! Hishiri is no match for him! Yagmaru Lisha calmly analyzed.

Although his face was calm, there was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.

"My mask isn't very strong, but you still have to be careful!"

Zhang Han's left hand brushed over his face, and a half-black and half-white mask appeared, at the same time, his right eye was still dark red, and his left eye was dark green, which looked extremely demonic.

Looking at the mask on Zhang Han's face, Liuche Fist West frowned and said, "What a strange feeling, his blurring seems to be very weak." ”

"Could it be that he hasn't completely subdued the void in his body?"

It's not that it seems to be weak, but it's really weak!

Zhang Han complained frantically in his heart, half a bull's head is weak, although it can be regarded as a king of the void level, but the spiritual pressure is really a little weak!

The crescent moon is rushing, the dance of the moon in three days!

Without waiting for Rishili to attack again, Zhang Han stepped on his feet and circled around the other party, leaving two afterimages at the same time.

The afterimage and the main body slashed out a blood-colored crescent almost at the same time, flying from the front, left, and right directions.

Facing the blood-colored crescent moon that was almost encircled, Rishili didn't dare to pick up its edge, and hurriedly flashed behind him. However, at this moment, Zhang Han had already appeared behind her, just waiting for the other party to send him to the door......

Crescent moon sky!

Zhang Han burst out and slashed down angrily again.

What the? How could he be behind me? Was it a coincidence, or was it premeditated?

Rishiri turned his head in horror, his thoughts racing, but he forgot to resist the oncoming crescent moon.

Seeing that the majestic sword was about to approach, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Ri Shili, his right hand raised, his five fingers slightly opened, and he held the blood-colored sword.

"Huh?"

Pingzi Mako didn't expect that Zhang Han's slash was not only powerful, but also the spirit child contained in it was extremely condensed, and with a single palm, he couldn't block such a slash at all.

Hirako Mako didn't dare to hold it up, so she hurriedly raised her left hand and grabbed the sword. For a while, together with Rishili behind him, he was hit by the knife and slipped more than ten meters away before finally stopping.

(End of chapter)