Chapter 369: The Night of the Murder in the Wind and Snow

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It's grace.

"Who are you bastard, come to your ghost grandfather's house in the middle of the night to pretend to be a ghost. When Oni Sheng got closer and saw that it was a person, his anger suddenly changed.

"You're the Devil"

"Yes, it's your grandfather and me. ā€

"Then take your life. As he spoke, he rushed towards Oni Sheng, a few steps away, and he picked up his left fist and struck at the latter's lower abdomen.

It's just that just when Fengdu's left fist was about to hit Ghost Sheng, a silver light actually flowed around the latter's body, and it bounced back the inevitable blow of Fengdu.

After the blow, Onikatsu was still stunned in place, and after a pause, he reacted, and then touched himself to confirm that he was not injured.

"The powerhouse of the Creation Realm is really good, and he can still have such a strong defense when he is drunk like this. The demeanor stabilized his body, looking at the dim silver streamer on Ghost Sheng's body.

"Haha, hahaha, you little bastard, you wanted to sneak attack me, you can't hurt me. "Although Ghost Sheng is not drunk, he is not an ordinary person, and the strength of the eighth stage of the Creation Realm is not empty.

"Insect carving skills. "The demeanor said coldly.

In his eyes, insects are insects, and the creation realm is still insects.

He took out a talisman from his bosom, sandwiched the paper between his fingers, and made a Dao finger with his other hand, and recited words in his mouth.

"What? You know how to do the Dao!" Ghost Sheng looked at his demeanor, and the smugness in his eyes swept away, "You turned out to be a Taoist cultivator." "Ghost Sheng now has to raise his vigilance by twelve points, what he is most afraid of in the Ghost King Sect is not the strong man with a high realm, but the Dao Technique, the Dao Technique is inherently restrained by the Ghost Cultivation Technique.

The "Condensing" demeanor slapped the talisman on the snow, and the talisman emitted a dark red light, and the snow around the talisman immediately turned into water. "Melting ice" He slowly raised his hand, and the puddle of ice water under his palm quickly condensed into the shape of an ice sword.

Ghost Sheng looked at the scene in front of him, and instinctively thought of begging for mercy in his mind: "Taoist Master Rao"

The word "life" could not be spoken.

Grace still rushed in front of Ghost Sheng with an arrow step, and still punched the latter's lower abdomen with a heavy punch, as expected, the silver light around the latter flowed, dissolving all the strength of Grace.

The act of grace doesn't end there, though. The ghost is indeed in a sober state, but now that Ling Ding is drunk, he only relies on a layer of Heavenly Ghost Royal Body Shield, and as long as he cracks it, he can kill him in seconds.

The ghostly figure of the demeanor lingered beside Oni Sheng for a moment, and in this moment, the demeanor clearly saw that the silver light was generated from his heavy blow, and finally converged on the back of Oni Sheng's neck.

The cold light appeared, and the ghost fell to the ground.

Warm blood flowed from the back of his neck, melting the snow on the snow.

There was no noise in the room, and the people inside came out one after another, and the noise just now had already attracted their attention.

They hurried here with lanterns, and the last thing they saw was corpses, snowflakes, and dark red snow.