The ghost horse took a step forward, twisted his waist and swung his fist, his fist made a loud roar in the air, and before it arrived, there was already a sudden wind pressure that oppressed Zheng Xian and could barely breathe.

That feeling was like someone desperately crowding Zheng Xian from all around, making Zheng Xian unable to move an inch, so he could only stand there in a daze, his eyes widened, watching his fists arrive, waiting to be beaten!

Zheng Xian even heard every joint in the ghost horse's body crackling and popping like popping beans.

This punch, Zheng Xian, who has become an immortal cultivator, can also hit it, but it has to use the power of vitality and keep gathering into the fist, it takes at least four seconds to brew, and this ghost horse has it!

You're still holding back your big moves, and as soon as people make a move, this is the gap!

The four seconds of an immortal cultivator and the four seconds of an ordinary person are not the same concept at all, four seconds, an immortal cultivator is enough to devour a big living person.

If Zheng Xian wasn't an immortal cultivator, this punch would definitely not be able to dodge, and the sudden wind pressure alone would definitely not be something that one person could deal with!

This punch smashed firmly on Zheng Xian's head, Zheng Xian's body floated up like a hamster being kicked and flew away, and slammed into the wall, Zheng Xian's blood left a splash mark on the wall!

Then Zheng Xian's body slowly slid off the wall with a large piece of wall skin.

The ghost horse waved his hand and swept away the dust in front of him, and the originally spotless leather shoes were covered with a thick layer of wall ash at this time!

The ghost horse stood there for a long time, waiting for the smoke and dust in the house to gradually settle.

The ghost horse obviously has a lot of confidence in the power of his fist, this punch smashed out, and the words of ordinary people directly concussed and turned into dementia, considering that Zheng is a god hunter warrior, his ability to resist hitting must be stronger than ordinary people, so the ghost horse will use sixty percent of his strength.

Even if it is sixty percent of the strength, in the estimation of the ghost horse, this punch is enough to make Zheng Xian's brain blank for a period of time, and he can't get up from lying on the ground like a dead dog!

After the smoke and dust settled, the ghost horse walked up to Zheng Xian, who was buried under the wall, stretched out his foot on Zheng Xian's clothes and wiped his leather shoes while saying, "The pain in your body should make you think clearly, right? Now you can answer my question?"

At this time, Zheng Xian, who was lying in the wall skin and looked immobile, was smashed into a big pit on his cheekbones, and all seven or eight teeth were smashed out by this punch, but this big pit was slowly closing and calming down, and the fallen teeth were growing and sprouting like mushrooms in Zheng Xian's tooth chest. All this happened quietly under the cover of the walls and dust.

Zheng Xian spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled, but did not get up from the wall, and muttered weakly: "I said, I don't like to answer questions! I'll ask you! Yun Zhong is the bastard who tricks little girls into going to the wilderness, who are you? Do you know that you have caused a lot of trouble? What you want to kill is a god hunter warrior, and what awaits you next will be endless revenge! When the time comes, you and those locusts outside your door will all die!"

The ghost horse, who had just polished his leather shoes brightly, showed a disdainful expression on his face, and the pointed leather shoes hit Zheng Xian's ribs fiercely, which directly kicked Zheng Xian's three ribs, and the pointed scalp shoes were even embedded in Zheng Xian's right chest.

"You're all like this, and you still want to test my mouth to see if there are any of my subordinates outside? I can tell you clearly, you don't need any subordinates to pack up an unequipped god hunter, and my subordinates are still in the opposite building. ”

"When I was in the United States, I spent three years in Room 35, and I know what it was called?

No one in our office can not tell the truth, not even the toughest tough guys!

It was a purgatory-like place, but in my heart, it was the most pure land in the world, because it was the only place in the entire world where there was no soil for lies. ”

When Zheng Xian heard this, the light in his eyes flashed slightly!

"Aren't you afraid that you will die and no one will help you collect the body?"

When the ghost horse heard this, the smile on his face became more and more intense, but those eyes became colder and colder.

"What basis do you have to say such a thing? Only a person of equal strength is qualified to say such a thing in front of me! I hate a chattering guy the most, and every time I meet such a guy, I will make him hate his father and mother for giving birth to him!"

The ghost horse said and reached out and grabbed one of Zheng Xian's arms, and the two hands held Zheng Xian's upper arm and forearm respectively, at this time Zheng Xian felt the ghost horse's hands, these hands are larger than ordinary people's hands A whole circle, Zheng Xian's arms are definitely not thin, but the thickest part is still pinched by the ghost horse's hand, and he can't move.

As long as the ghost horse screams fiercely between his hands, he can tear out the arm of the god hunter warrior in front of him, and if the ghost horse twists it hard, he can twist this arm into a rag and tear it off directly!

A cruel sneer appeared on the Ghost Horse's face.

At this moment, the guy who was supposed to be like a dead dog jumped up, punched up, and smashed it on the nose of the ghost horse, as if opening a dye shop, and the bright red color instantly bloomed on the face of the ghost horse.

Walking by the river all year round, you have to get your shoes wet sooner or later!

That's how Onima feels at this time!

Zheng Xian's first punch smashed on the nose of the ghost horse, and the original bulging nasal bone of the ghost horse collapsed!

The second punch then smashed into the eye socket of the ghost horse, and the black and white flowed out together with a cannon shot.

The pain hit, and the ghost horse finally raised his hands and blocked it!

The third punch is faster and more powerful than the first two!

The whole fist was like a spear, piercing through the arm of the ghost horse defending in front of the head, piercing it along the gap between the hastily raised arms, and slamming it on the head of the ghost horse!

Blood rushed from the ghost horse's head, and a large piece of scalp was directly lifted up.

Then followed by the fourth punch!

This punch smashed out, making a crisp sound like a metal blunt object shattering bones, and the ghost horse's head was hit a second time, this time directly smashing the ghost horse's head into a big hole!

Fifth punch!

The head of the ghost horse seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was like a baseball being hit by a bat, and it flew out of the hall upside down, and flew away with the strong body, until it flew out of the body more than four meters away, and with a bang, the head of the ghost horse hit the ground, and the hard floor tiles were smashed out of a small pit, and the body of the ghost horse was immediately silent.

At this time, Zheng Xian revealed his most terrifying side of ferociousness and hideousness!

Broken my teeth?

Smash my cheekbones?

Shoe shine with my clothes?

Kick my ribs?

Zheng Xian didn't hesitate to catch up with him with an arrow step, and with one step, he wanted to stomp on the ghost horse's smashed head alive!

This series of actions is done in one go, without a pause in the middle, and it is dripping with joy.

The thud almost stomped through the attic floor, and the ghost horse, which had been lying motionless on the ground, disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

Zheng Xian's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, the reason why Zheng Xian would rather take a punch than avoid the attack of the ghost horse before was that Zheng Xian didn't know how many immortal cultivators there were in this room and outside the room, before he couldn't figure this out, Zheng Xian definitely couldn't take the lead in using the power of the immortal cultivators, in case it was known that he was an immortal cultivator hidden among the god hunters, then he would soon become a lost dog!

Now that the old man Sweet Potato has known his identity as an immortal cultivator, Zheng Xian has already felt quite a headache, and this identity can never be known by others anymore!

When Zheng Xian learned from the mouth of the ghost horse that he was the only one here, he had already calculated, he wanted to end the battle with five punches and one kick, but he didn't expect that the five punches in front of him were all smooth, only the most rear, and most important kick failed!

Zheng Xian didn't know why the Dao Ghost Horse suddenly disappeared, but in the world of immortal cultivators, everything was possible, and it should be some kind of supernatural power, just like that guy came quietly.

Zheng Xian's eyes sparkled, and he kept roaming around the room.

The whole room was so quiet that it was oppressive.

At this moment, the toad on Zheng Xian's chest suddenly began to croak violently!