It was dark again.

Qi Yun still ordered everyone to go down and rest.

Although they were afraid, they went back to their rooms one by one, but although they returned to their rooms, they did not dare to sleep in their beds anyway.

The lights in each room were lit through, and several people sat in chairs, clutching steel knives, looking nervous.

Qi Yun sat in his room, tilted his ears sideways, and listened quietly.

After a day's hard work, the effect of the sudden increase in spiritual power, he has now completely mastered it.

The improvement of mental power is not only a surge in ear power, but also accompanied by eyesight.

His eyes can now see directly in the dark night, and he can see through the ants on the ground fifty or sixty meters away, and his mind is also unprecedentedly clear, as if it has been coated with wind oil, refreshing and cool.

Although there is no direct bonus to combat effectiveness, the control of the environment has definitely reached the extreme.

The night was getting darker, and the sound of ticking was ticking.

In a room nearly a hundred meters away from him, there lived a gang member named Zhang Hu, in his early Chinese New Year's Eve, who was the first to follow Qi Teng out of the world, and could be said to be the patriarch of the Qinglong Gang, so the place where he lived was better than other gangs, living alone.

Zhang Hu learned a few tricks in his early years, and has been watching the market in several casinos over the years.

Zhang Hu is not a timid person, if you want to say that he wants to cut people, it is unambiguous, even if he is a master of the rivers and lakes, he dares to lead people to besiege, and there are at least dozens of heroes in the rivers and lakes who have fallen in the hands of their brothers over the years.

Even he himself was almost chopped up several times, but he was not scared at all afterwards.

But now it's different.

Now facing a curse, I can't say it, Ah Er and Sun Gouzi didn't snort and turned into a mess of minced meat, this method is too weird.

Although he hadn't heard that kind of cry in the past few days, it was terrifying enough just to hear others describe it.

The more unknown it is, the more terrifying it becomes.

Smack!

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the room.

Zhang Hu's eyes widened, his body became hard, he held the steel knife tightly, and he didn't even dare to turn his head.

"Who?"

The footsteps disappeared, and there was a complete silence.

Suddenly, the lamps and candles in the room began to shake, and they were blown from side to side by the wind, and the shadows of wooden cabinets, tables and chairs flew all over the room.

Then, Zhang Hu heard the whispered sound of discussion, which was vague and inaudible in the dark.

His face turned pale instantly, and his eyes widened as he looked at his bed.

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran out, but just as he was about to escape, he threw himself on the ground, sat for too long, and his leg was numb.

The whispering voice continued to sound, complaining and sad, like a woman's self-pity, as she spoke, she seemed to start crying, and a strange cry came from under his bed.

Zhang Hu's cold hair exploded, and the man in his thirties almost cried.

"Second master, help!"

As soon as a whispering voice came from his room, Qi Yun, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light burst out, and his entire body was like an arrow from the string, smashing through layers of walls, with an incomparably terrifying aura, rushing sideways, and shattering the walls of Zhang Hu's room almost instantly.

He was covered in blood and blood, and his body seemed to be burning with a furnace, and when he rushed over, he carried a layer of heat.

[Wild Bear Overlord].

"Get out!"

As soon as Qi Yun smashed the wall, he roared loudly and grabbed the bed board with one palm.

Bang!

The entire bed board was crushed by his fleshy palm, and he grabbed a slippery and cold thing directly under the bed, disgusting and unspeakable.

The moment the thing was grabbed by him, it quickly wrapped around his arm.

Qi Yun roared, his body was instantly covered with energy, and as soon as the thing wrapped around his arm, it began to snort and smoke, let out a miserable scream, and quickly let go, trying to get rid of his palm.

Qi Yun grabbed it with his big hand, and directly pulled out this slippery and disgusting thing from under the bed, and with a bang, the bed was completely shattered, and it was actually a powerful ghost dressed in white and full of black hair.

Can't distinguish between men and women, his facial features are hollow, black, the moment he was caught, a piercing cry came out of his mouth, and his fingernails were like knives, grabbing towards Qi Yun's body.

But Qi Yun grabbed his hair and directly rotated him, with great force, full of qi and blood, at this moment it was like a demon god possessed.

The white-clothed ghost kept screaming, waving his hands, but he couldn't touch Qi Yun's body at all.

His hair was too long, and he was grabbed by Qi Yun and thrown everywhere, and he couldn't hit Qi Yun at all, and when his hair was grabbed by Qi Yun, it was still smoking and sneering.

Bang! Bang!

Qi Yun was waving indiscriminately, smashing the body of the white-clothed ghost everywhere, and he didn't know how many times he smashed it in an instant.

But the white-clothed ghost is a void body, even if it is smashed to the ground, it is not affected in any way, but is waved back and forth, and it turns a little dizzy.

Qi Yun quickly realized that it was useless for him to smash indiscriminately, and after smashing it for the last time, he swung the steel knife, roared, and chopped directly at his head, and the entire steel knife was completely wrapped in energy.

Burst!

Yes!

The white-clothed ghost let out a terrible scream, and his entire head was opened on the spot, from the door of his head to his chest, and green smoke came out of his body, and his hands grabbed Qi Yun like crazy.

Qi Yun stomped him away, drew his steel knife, and swept towards his body again.

Crash!

This time the power was even greater, the air made a tearing sound, the steel knife was almost bent, and with a pop, the two arms of the white-clothed ghost were slashed fiercely, chopping on the pillar on one side, and even the pillar was stamped violently.

The screams of the white-clothed ghost were even more terrible, and he desperately pulled out his hands and turned to run.

But Qi Yun pulled out his steel knife and quickly killed it.

Bang! Bang!

The whole room was constantly exploding, and the tables, chairs, and benches were splashing wildly, and there was simply nothing left intact.

Zhang Hu's face turned pale with fright, and he crawled out desperately, and his legs were completely weak.

The other gangs outside had heard that kind of crying like Zhang Hu, but the moment Qi Yun made a move, that kind of crying disappeared.

They heard the movement and rushed out.

"It's the second master, go and help the second master!"

Ah shouted.

"All stay!"

Qi Yun's roar was like thunder, raging in the room, and the dull explosion sounded constantly, and it was difficult for outsiders to see what was going on inside, only sawdust and masonry were constantly flying.

At this time, someone noticed Zhang Hu, hurried over, and fished out the paralyzed Zhang Hu.

Zhou Bucai, who came over, stared directly at the room with round eyes and looked at the room in shock.

Qi Yun is fighting that weird?

Boom! Boom!

The explosions continued, accompanied by bursts of mournful screams.

Everyone was horrified to see a white shadow trying to escape from the room, but it was soon pulled back by a force, and the screams were even more terrible.

The whole house soon became full of holes, and the muffled explosion lasted for the tea before it began to fade away.

Everyone looked at the room with horrified faces.

This... Is it human?

Lin Protector was completely shocked and couldn't believe it.

A few days ago, I heard Ada's mention that the second master is different, and now it seems that it is not just different, this is simply a different person!

It was a long time before a low cough could be heard in the dilapidated room, and a tall figure staggered out, clutching a broken knife with a dense gap.