Seeing that Zhao Dezhu had already taken the two of them out of here, Zhang Shiyi was also relieved.

He threw the soul knife into the ground casually, took out two yellow and clear short sticks from his backpack, and rushed forward to meet the evil spirit.

"The evil spirits of the West also dare to come to my Huaxia Clan, today I will let you see what the real magic is!

Xun hexagram, gale slash! ”

This trick is his unique skill to press the bottom of the box, and coupled with his furious mood at the moment, the power of the Gale Slash is far stronger than before.

A gust of wind swept through the evil spirits, and countless wind blades vowed to shatter them into thousands of pieces.

"That's it?

That's it! ”

The countless tentacles of the evil spirit formed a huge ball, protecting their spirit body in it.

Although the tentacles were blurred by the wind, they did not cause any damage to the evil spirit's body.

"Come again! Repression! ”

The golden Kun character formed a huge gold seal, which smashed the meat ball, trying to take this opportunity to break through the opponent's defense, but the effect was still minimal.

At this time, Zhang Shiyi knew that he was still far away.

"Boom, little handsome guy, don't worry, in fact, you made me really feel a little pain, chirp~"

The evil spirit's face showed a hint of smugness, and suddenly a scream came out of its mouth, and countless tentacles suddenly stretched out in all directions.

Several of them even rubbed Zhang Shiyi's body.

"Not good!"

At this time, Zhang Shiyi realized that these tentacles were not aimed at him at all, their targets were Han Guang, Qian Mi, and those subordinates.

But now he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, where can he still have the ability to save others.

Besides, even if you have the ability, why save these culprits of the scum!

"No, Bingbing, I'm your father~"

Han Guang, whose body was pierced, didn't understand until he died, why did he want to kill himself even though it was his daughter's soul?

"Truly, the guilty soul is really delicious, little handsome guy, it's your turn next, let me taste a different taste."

Those bodies that were pierced on the tentacles were instantly sucked dry of flesh and blood, and even the souls were sucked into the bodies of evil spirits.

"Damn, you really think I'm a fake, come again!"

Countless charges, being beaten back countless times, at this moment he is already covered in bruises.

Zhang Shiyi finally understood that in the face of absolute strength, anger is not the same as hanging, and if you can't beat it, you can't beat it!

Finally shouted out the sentence from Zhang Shiyi's mouth, he didn't want to shout again.

"Master, help~life~ ah~~~~~~~~~~"

Damn, I have to rely on the master for a long time, which makes him very disappointed when he thinks he is already very good.

"Hehe, little eleven, the master is busy, can the senior brother come?"

A hippie smiling voice came from overhead, and Zhang Shiyi knew that his life was saved.

"Who!"

The evil spirit, who was still playing a game of cat and mouse, finally showed a solemn expression on his face.

The sound came from the dark clouds in the sky that had not moved.

"Hehe, it's me, but what the hell is your octopus that doesn't look like an octopus and a crab that doesn't look like a crab?"

As the voice reappeared, the dark cloud suddenly seemed to be torn open, revealing a face with extremely scribbled features, as if it had been drawn by a child.

Of course, the evil spirit didn't know whose face it was, but Zhang Shiyi recognized it at a glance.

Because this face was painted by his own hands.

That was the first time Zhang Shiyi had seen his fourth senior brother, a strong man with breasts as his eyes and navel as his mouth, but he had no head.

At that time, Xiao Eleven was frightened, and in desperation, the fourth senior brother could only conjure up a head with no facial features.

"Little Eleven, don't be afraid, I'm your fourth senior brother, my head is lost, I can't find it, why don't you draw one for me?"

So Zhang Shiyi, who was full of snot and tears, painted this facial features that he thought were very good-looking.

I can't imagine that the fourth senior brother still has this head.

"Fourth Senior Brother, he bullied me!"

Zhang Shiyi, who saw his relatives, immediately sat on the ground, pointed to the evil spirit and complained, just like a child who lost a fight with others, and finally the eldest brother came.

"Eleven, don't blame me, it's all what Master said, if you don't call Master for help, don't let us show up to help you.

Oh, look at what you've been hurting for! ”

The fourth senior brother looked at the scars on this body, and was so distressed that even the funny facial features were twisted together, and he sold the master without hesitation.

"I knew it was the old man who was doing it again.

I don't care, Fourth Senior Brother, you help me beat him, so that he can't even recognize his mother. ”

"Haha, don't worry, I promise he won't even be able to fight!"

The fourth senior brother stood up, his muscles as steel and iron were covered with green tendons, one hand, a bronze square shield in his left hand, and a giant axe in his right hand, and walked towards the evil spirit with a cruel smile.

The powerful coercion made the evil spirit dare not even move.

"You, who the hell are you?"

"Who am I? By the way, who am I? ”

The strong man touched his conjured head, which looked a little funny and didn't look very smart.

The evil spirits of the West are the best at bewitching, and when they saw that the other party had stopped, they hurriedly prepared to perform the trick of deceiving people, but before he could speak, he suddenly found that the strong man's axe had arrived.

Quickly resist with your tentacles.

But the tentacles that were strong enough to resist the bullets of the hot weapon, in front of the giant axe, seemed to have been cut into butter by a red-hot knife, and even Dove was willing to bow down.

"By the way, I remembered, I didn't have a name originally, but later generations like to call me Xingtian!"

......

This fourth senior brother really said what to do.

Zhang Shiyi looked at the fragments of this place, and he really couldn't put it together.

"That's it, call it a day, Little Eleven, then I'll go first, there are still some things to do.

By the way, don't be embarrassed to shout, you are the only living junior brother, if something happens, the master can tear down our bones and make soup and drink.

Did you hear it, let's go~"

After saying that, the strong man jumped into the sky, and with a whoosh, he disappeared into the night sky, and the dark cloud also dispersed.

"Damn, what kind of gods are these senior brothers of mine!"

In the cemetery on the mountain behind Longhu Mountain, another tombstone of the grave lit up - Xingtian Dance is a dry relative, and Mengzhi is always there!

"Boss, boss, how are you, protect the boss!"

A noisy voice sounded, and more than a dozen spirits rushed towards with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and the leader was naturally Zhao Dezhu.

And the iron rod general, who was the head of the security brigade, followed closely.

They all protected Zhang Shiyi's left and right surroundings.

"Why are you all here? What about them? ”

Zhang Shiyi looked at these weak little elves with extremely firm eyes, and he was really happy in his heart at the moment.

"Boss, don't worry, I sent the two of them to the shop safely, and everyone didn't worry about you, so they all rushed over."

"I'm fine, let's go back quickly, I guess the police will arrive in a while."

The dried corpses in this place are not easy to explain.

......

In the end, it was Secretary Han who came forward to suppress this matter, and Zhang Shiyi was also released, but why did he always feel that Secretary Han looked at him with a little awe?

This Han Guang is his relative, shouldn't it be resentful!