At this time, the white paper fan is completely like a ghost.

His clothes had been completely removed, and only a pair of black underpants was left to cover his indecent things; From the neck down, the body, arms, and thighs, all the flesh on them was rotten, gray, or pink, and there were many black-headed maggots and corpse cockroaches crawling on them; Even if there is no decay, it is all red or black acne, which is especially terrifying; The black mist of resentment that was constantly swimming around his body disappeared, obviously because he had also eaten Hui Ming's secret plan just now and lost most of his strength.

However, Hui Ming didn't seem to have calculated what kind of treasure the white paper fan had, just like I had this shaking mirror on my body, and both of them avoided the killer blow he had been planning for a long time and survived.

Just as he was worried before, Luo Qingyu, the white paper fan, didn't care about the oath he made to the Heavenly Maiden of Faith at all, and as soon as he climbed out of the pool, he didn't hesitate to put his hands into Huiming's chest, and his ten fingers were like knives, cutting out Huiming's heart and lungs in a coma, so that it was stirred. Huiming, who was on the verge of death, woke up at the last moment, and found that his chest cavity had been cut open, and he immediately glared angrily, and let out an angry and unwilling howl.

However, in order to beat the magic light in the corpse of the Black Pool Demon out of his body, the treasure bottle mark formed absorbed all the power in his body, and what he could do at this moment was to howl back to the light.

I didn't come to the rescue, but dragged Ayaya Kato on the ground and retreated four or five meters behind.

At this moment, I am also spinning the world, and I have a crazy fear in my heart - Nima, I haven't died like this, old monk Huiming, no wonder your achievements are limited, whether it is means or luck, it is a first-class poor strength.

Hui Ming stretched out his hands at the last moment, grabbed the hand that the white paper fan stretched into his chest, and asked with all his might: "For what?" ”

Looking at this old man who had raised and taught him for more than 20 years, the white paper fan laughed wildly, the muscles on his face twitched, and replied to him: "It's hatred, I live like a person without a ghost or a ghost, I just hate you!" I want to prove that one day, I will be better than you, I will kill you with my own hands, and then let your family live forever in remorse, regret why they treated me like a dog......"

In the agitation of the white paper fan, Huiming closed his eyes forever.

He may not have listened to the confession of his apprentice, and he passed away with regret and unwillingness. I let go of the heavy Kato and crawled backwards with all my might, as if the farther away I was from the demon, the safer I felt. However, seeing that Huiming held his breath, the white paper fan raised his head and stared at me, with a strange bright red on his face: "You killed my senior sister, killed the only woman in my life, and the woman I hate the most, should I hate you, or should I thank you......"

As I stepped back, I scolded indignantly: "Damn, it's my business, I didn't do anything to Jia Wei's old lady at all!" ”

"Master......"

Just as the two of us were facing each other, a sad and indignant voice suddenly came from the south, and I raised my head to see Zhao Xingrui dodging out from a position in the southwest corner, and then rushed towards this side. Seeing Lao Zhao looking at Hui Ming's corpse so sad and indignant, and hearing the name he called, I realized that Lao Zhao looked tangled along the way, it turned out that he was the dark line arranged by the old monk Hui Ming beside me, so it was like this.

Seeing this man holding a Taoist bun calling for his master, the body of the white paper fan that was originally moving forward stopped, and then quietly looked at Lao Zhao, who ran to him, and smiled playfully, saying It turned out to be my junior brother, but why do you want to dress up as a Taoist?

Lao Zhao's body was also full of injuries, bloody, seeing that the murderer of his teacher actually called him junior brother, his face suddenly felt angry, and the peach wood sword in his hand was raised, saying that the Buddha is the Tao, almost connected, you animal, wait for me to clean the door for the master! After saying that, he raised his sword and stabbed forward, with a fierce momentum.

However, after a big battle, Lao Zhao's physical strength was also exhausted, and it was with the breath in his heart that after the first few fierce killing moves, he suddenly walked frivolously, stumbled, and fell to the ground. The white paper fan didn't pay attention to the brotherhood of the teacher, and grabbed Lao Zhao's neck with a wave of his claws.

At this moment, a throwing knife shot in front of the sharp nails of the white paper fan, bursting out with a large cloud of sparks.

Lao Zhao dodged such a blow, rolled on the ground, and finally stopped castration, and then turned over with a sad and angry face.

Immediately afterwards, the black-faced instructor Ba Zhigang, who had come with Huiming before, rushed over with Zhu Ke, Bai Lutan, Wang Xiaojia and others, and a white shadow flew by, and Duoduo threw himself into my arms with a crying voice: "Brother Lu Zuo, woo...... You're hurt? ”

I hugged Duoduo tightly, and saw Qin Zhen and Will also appear on the edge of the waterhole, staggering, but still able to persevere, knowing that they had almost taken care of the two offerings, and my heart couldn't help but be quiet.

Seeing such a large group of people coming up, the white paper fan was not sad or happy, and he didn't even have the intention of escaping, so he stood with his hands tied, waiting for these people to surround him. Ba Zhigang saw Huiming dead, and saw the No. 2 person in the ghost-faced robe brotherhood with an expression of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and couldn't help but ask sharply: "Luo Qingyu, your robe brother will kill all the members of my training camp this time, and the above will definitely be greatly shaken, just like ten years ago, if you are interested, hurry up and arrest you......

Seeing that the people from the Religious Affairs Bureau surrounded him, Bai Paper Fan was not afraid, but looked at the black-faced man in front of him with some disdain, and said coldly: "If Lin Qiming, the general of the big devil of the Black Hand Twin Cities this time, leads the team, I may retreat." But, Ba Zhigang, you are a teacher trapped in the mountains, training these fledgling rookies all day long, and relying on Yu Weizhen's subordinates above, you think you are very powerful? Your strength may not be as good as some of the trainees in the training camp, but you are just a technical bureaucrat, and Lao Tzu may not be afraid of you! ”

was mercilessly broken by the white paper fan, Ba Zhigang's face was white and black, annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Fart!" ”

Seeing Ba Zhigang's reaction, the white paper fan smiled instead, he rubbed the blood on his hand to Huiming on the ground, and then pulled up the black pool demon corpse curled up from the ground, like a shield on his chest, and said Ba Zhigang, if you really want to prove your dignity, then come over and fight with me who is seriously injured and weak, if you win, I will take back what I just said, otherwise, you will bear the name of the soft egg, and teach you these lovely students well.

I sneered, this white paper fan is still playing tricks, surrounded by people, and actually fooling the black-faced instructor to fight him alone, wanting to kill us one-on-one, it's a good calculation. But I'm sore and weak at the moment, not to mention stepping forward to fight a Taiping boxing, even standing I feel unsustainable, if it weren't for the fat bugs entering my body again, I guess I would be lying on the ground now.

But I also admire this guy's ability very much, he was beaten like this, and he actually provoked the anger of the black-faced instructor, and then had absolute confidence to win. But at this time, who is stupid enough to fall for his agitation and engage in a one-on-one confrontation with him?

Zhu Ke, the two strange young men, as well as Qin Zhen, Wang Xiaojia, Bai Lutan and Lao Zhao, all moved forward step by step, ready to capture the zombie-like robe brother in front of him, but Ba Zhigang, who had been gloomy, suddenly waved his hand and said, "Stop, come to me to clean him up!" ”

His words made everyone stunned for a while, thinking that they had heard it wrong, but when he said it again with a calm face, we realized that he wanted to play really.

Obviously, in order to prove himself, Ba Zhigang chose to resolutely fight.

Huiming is dead, and Ba Zhigang is currently the boss, so naturally no one dares to question his words, so everyone withdrew their hands and stood on guard. As soon as Ba Zhi said that he would fight, he stretched out his hands, and suddenly four or five flying knives, like arrows, flew in front of the white paper fan. This guy shrank like an ape, and hid his whole body behind the silent black pool demon corpse, Ding Ling made a few sounds, and those flying knives couldn't even enter half an inch, and they all fell to the ground. Ba Zhigang strode forward, rushed to the white paper fan, smashed it with a fist, and the white paper fan relied on the black pool demon corpse in his hand to turn.

In the few seconds that the two of them were alive, they had countless moves, and I found that Ba Zhigang was not as weak as the white paper fan said, as a martial artist, his attainments in hand-to-hand combat were even comparable to Huiming, and he did not fall behind the white paper fan.

However, without the involvement of others, the white paper fan finally adjusted his breath, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he smiled slowly: "You all thought I was going to escape, thinking that I was attached to the power of the Ghost Robe Brotherhood, but I didn't expect that I was tired of revenge, and I was so lonely on the Huangquan Road, so you can go with me......"

After saying this, a lot of pink flesh and black mist suddenly stretched out from his rotten body, deeply entangled the zombie in his hand, and then his whole body was like rubber mud, attached and melted onto the body of the black pool demon corpse. The thought of the power of the fusion of the two chilled in my heart, and without hesitation, I raised the vibrating mirror in my hand and prepared to shine forward.

However, at this moment, circles suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and where the mirage originally appeared above the deep pool, the circles converged into a half-human-high black hole.

After staying for three or two seconds, a similar scene suddenly appeared on Dengxian Ridge, and a minotaur with only half a horn poked out from inside.

The momentum is like a mountain and a sea.