Chapter 119: Taking Your Illness, I Want Your Life

The ghost couldn't believe it, and even more unwilling to accept that the black smoke of reality was not only its protective "color", but also its ghost source.

Without the nourishment of black smoke, except that the skeleton will be exposed to the air, its ghost cultivation will be greatly reduced.

Although Yun Feifan didn't know it, and the "Easy Heart Sutra" didn't even prompt it, he was still excited, and the ghost demon didn't have black smoke as a cover, to see how it made a trick!

"Surprised? Not surprised? ”

Seeing that the ghost "face" was unwilling, he was in a very comfortable mood and turned on the cheap mode. The ghost was furious, and "whew" a Wang Ba fist, smashing Yun Feifan's chest.

Yun Feifan was not in a hurry, Shuai Yin blocked it to his chest, and the devil's fist was immediately stopped, and he forcibly withdrew his hand. The ghost is really ghostly, and while withdrawing his hand, he kicks out his legs.

The realm warrior is known as the earth immortal, and he is naturally not an ordinary person. Yun Feifan played fast, the yin wind under the bottom just rose, the hand suddenly sank, the handsome seal fell, and the wind howled.

"Whoosh"

The ghost hurriedly retracted his legs, and the "cold sweat" broke out.

"If you have a kind of you, you will put down the handsome seal, and we will have a fair duel!" The devil can't take advantage of it, and he is angry. At the same time, it was a little anxious, because it clearly sensed that its ghost correction was weakening.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will definitely be, and once the ghost cultivator disappears, it will be the time when it will be wiped out.

It's a pity that the opponent is too shameless, and he doesn't like his own provocation and agitation at all.

"Devil, although you are very ghostly, Lao Tzu is not stupid." Yun Feifan faintly felt that he had taken the initiative, his confidence doubled, and he quietly ran the "Easy Heart Sutra" to accumulate strength.

The ghost will not succeed, not discouraged, it picked up a knife, and played with the knife flower casually, but saw the knife shining, the knife wind was cold.

Yun Feifan was dumbfounded.

What kind of ghost can play with knives?

Do you dare to write such a fantasy novel?

"Brush"

A sharp cold light suddenly came, enveloping the power of splitting the sky and the earth. Yun Feifan's old skills are repeated, the handsome seal in his hand is blocked, "ding", and the sound of metal collision is crisp and pleasant.

Shuai Yin blocked the Devil's knife, and the Devil himself...

Wrong.

It's a ghost, but it doesn't hurt in the slightest.

The devil swung his knife and slashed again, and Yun Feifan raised the seal and blocked it again.

The ghost quickly changed his moves, changed from slashing to stabbing, and Yun Feifan was in danger, raising the seal to meet the block.

The knife stops at the handsome seal.

If you change your tricks again, I'll cut ......

I'm blocking ......

I'll cut it again......

I'll block it again......

One person and one ghost, you cut me to block, "jingling" is endless, and sparks are splashing.

Leng Feng and Ou Hongxuan were dumbfounded.

Shan Xiaozhi gradually overcame his fear, and his eyes fell on Yun Feifan.

They are fully armed, but as a result, they have become melon-eating masses, although they are aggrieved, but there is no way, the opponent is too strong, and they can't help at all.

"Disease"

Yun Feifan knocked away the demon's blade again, his body fell, his right leg bent, and using it as a fulcrum, his left leg leaned forward, and his waist rotated, wrapping around the side of the demon.

The ghost slashed in a good way, but he never expected that Yun Feifan would suddenly not resist it head-on. When it is found that the opponent is playing a slippery head, its moves are already old, and it is impossible to draw the knife in time.

Yun Feifan seized the opportunity, and the white handsome seal in his hand smashed into the demonic arm without hesitation.

"Bump"

The demon's entire right hand instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke, dissipated into invisibility, and the knife fell to the ground with a "clang". The ghost was "shocked", the ghost cultivator was originally decaying, and if he lost his skull hand, it instantly became a scumbag.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Yun Feifan's morale skyrocketed, and then he used a false trick to deceive the ghost, and then flew up and jumped, and the handsome seal was fiercely imprinted on its heavenly spirit.

"Whew......"

The ghosts were frightened and angry, and they were dying, and the house was full of ghosts, the lights were disillusioned, and the atmosphere was eerie.

"Pounce...... Flutter ......"

With a few muffled sounds, the ghostly skeleton turned into black smoke, and Yun Feifan held the handsome seal and drove the ghostly skull into the jar.

Then cover it with a red cloth and press it with a handsome seal.

The lights in the house were bright again, and the air was clear. Shan Xiaozhi breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the fact that the acupoints hadn't been unraveled, she would have pounced on it and given Yun Feifan 10,000 "Mo Mo Da".

Leng Feng's gaze became more and more hot as he looked at Yun Feifan.

Ou Hongxuan smiled bitterly, because he was thinking about how to write the battle report, if he wrote Yun Feifan's battle into the battle report, would he see if the boss would kick his ass? If you don't write it, wouldn't it erase Yun Feifan's credit?

Yun Feifan gave them a solution, Shan Xiaozhi was about to pounce, but Leng Feng had already taken the lead.

She seemed to stand in front of Shan Xiaozhi intentionally or unintentionally, and held Yun Feifan's hand very officially, "Feifan, thank you from the bottom of my heart, you are the best." ”

Yun Feifan was about to respond formulaically, his palm was itchy, Leng Feng's fingertips were quietly scratching his palm, her face was as usual, but her eyes were rich in content, so he didn't dare to look directly.

"Report!"

The red ant suddenly broke in, and before everyone could react, he had already begun to urge, "Quickly retreat, the base self-destruction device has been activated, and it will explode in a minute!" ”

"Withdraw!"

Ou Hongxuan immediately ordered, Yun Feifan hugged the altar and followed everyone to retreat urgently, Yang Xiaotian carried Xu Datong, and the tarantula and sea scorpion set up Chuanjing. The captured base personnel were terrified, and they also wanted to flee with them.

But they were tied together, and they didn't run a few steps before they fell so far that they couldn't run at all. Yun Feifan subconsciously wanted to step forward to help, but Ou Hongxuan pulled him back.

"Brother Fan, it's too late, retreat!"

"But ......"

"There is no soul under the original ~ son ~ bullet! It was hundreds of years ago, and it is still the same!" Luo Biao patted Yun Feifan.

Yun Feifan had an epiphany and immediately let go of his pity.

They rushed to the ground in one go, still not daring to be careless, and ran away. No one knows how powerful the base's self-destruct device is, but it can run as far as it can anyway.

"Boom!"

As soon as they had run a hundred and ten meters, there was a loud noise from the ground, and the ground shook. They paused and looked back, and the dilapidated houses on the surface of the base were gone, except for flying dust.

"Who activated the self-destruct device?"

Everyone had a lingering heart, and if they hadn't found out a minute earlier, they would have been buried in the ground together.

"It's supposed to be Suzuki and Ayumi Yamabu." Yun Feifan wiped a cold sweat. The two of them never appeared, and he thought that they were greedy for life and afraid of death, or they had already escaped.

I didn't expect them to play yin, so they almost capsized in the gutter!

At the bottom of the cliff to the west of the desert island, in a deep underwater cavern, a small submarine is quietly suspended at the bottom of the sea, Suzuki and Yamayumi are half-lying tired, with a few entourages beside them.

In the corner not far away, there was a stainless steel cage, and in the cage lay a naked man, who looked like a teenager, but his eyes had no eyelids, his mouth had no lips, his eyes protruded, and his gums were exposed, strange and terrifying.

His hands and feet were shackled and he was strapped to steel chains. He lay quietly because he had been sedated with a tranquilizer.

The submarine suddenly shook violently.

Suzuki had a sinister smile on his face, the base self-destruction device was activated by him, and the explosives installed inside were enough to sink the base, and no one who entered it wanted to escape.