After leaving the security room, he quietly touched the door behind a house, and targeted the thief team in front of him.

Standing in the middle of the team was an older scar-faced man, he was a little burly, and the soul power of the Burial Night detected that the other party was in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and his clothes were obviously different from those of other thieves, and the Funeral Night could be sure that the former should be the captain of this team.

The thief captured the king first, and the burial night was a lunge stab, and while running, the soil under the village under his feet splashed, and the soul power of his ghost hand water attribute burst out, and the spiral water explosion bomb had been charged.

The scar man was shocked, but he was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp after a hundred battles, and in the face of the funeral night whose strength was one level lower than his own, he subconsciously jumped diagonally to avoid it.

However, the water explosion bomb still hit the scar man's side chest, although it deviated from the heart, but the huge muffled sound, and the strong wind still pierced the scar man's side chest with the blessing of the ghost hand of the funeral night.

"Bang" only heard a loud noise, which caused the eyes of the other thieves to shrink suddenly, and they immediately shouted: "The situation has changed, there are assassins." ”

But the Burial Night obviously won't give them a chance to react for a while, the Burial Night Instant Attack grabbed the neck of a thief next to him and lifted it up, and with a volley, the Burial Night kicked it away with a flying foot, and the huge force accompanied the thief's scream, and flew into a nearby house fiercely.

Funeral Night was ready to go, and came to the other thief at a mysterious speed, the latter only saw a black shadow passing by, but before he could draw out the weapon he was carrying, he had been hit in the jaw by Funeral Night's hook punch, the former ghost hand exerted force, directly aimed at his face and slammed it, and finally Funeral Night threw him into the stone wall dozens of meters away.

The rest of the thieves next to him saw it, all of them trembled, their captain's chest was bleeding through the blood, and one of them was even worse, his face was already bloody and fleshy, his eyes were white and stared at the sky above his head, and he could no longer feel any soul power.

Funeral Night continued to attack, and every move he made was a killing move that took people's lives, dealing with these evil thieves, and Funeral Night vented his unspeakable resentment. After a few breaths, the team beside him had all died tragically.

"Whew", just as he was about to hide on the night of the funeral, he was already surrounded by people.

Dozens of thieves surrounded the funeral night, they were shocked when they looked at the situation in front of them, the strength of the scar man was one of the best in Fengyun Village, and he actually lay directly on the ground, and although they were doing hob work on the sword, and almost every person had taken a human life in their hands, but this scene still made them break out in a cold sweat on their foreheads.

Looking at the blood-stained young man in front of him, a thief led by him shouted, "Little ghost, are you the one who did this to our brothers in Fengyun Village?"

Although he knew that he was asking, he actually had a purpose, one was to make the brothers completely ready for battle, and the other was to delay the time and ask for more troops. Although there is a little ghost in the early stage of the psychic realm in front of him, he is not a fool, the soul continent is full of dangers, he has not suffered hardships, if there are not enough hole cards, it is impossible for the young man to dare to go here alone.

Suddenly, just as he was about to start on the night of the funeral, he suddenly heard one of the thieves screaming.

"It's you, the boy with the ghost hand. ”

"Yes, it's him, he's the murderer who killed the leader of the belly dragon and the leader of Zeng Lan. ”

The two people who spoke were the little minions who chased and killed the funeral night and escaped a few days ago.

"Hmph, that's right, it's me, master, today is your end. A cold light appeared on the cold face of the funeral night, and his golden pupils dilated, "Take your life, miscellaneous people." ”

Looking indifferently at the people in front of him, the dagger flew out and directly killed the two people at lightning speed. He is like an unequaled opener, crisscrossing among thieves, like a blood-colored rose blooming on the battlefield.

"Kill him!" The thieves roared violently, exerting a powerful soul, and suddenly the birds and beasts of Yehuai Village flew away, and the originally silent village was cut through at dawn. At dawn, the sun shone on the funeral night, and after killing more than a dozen people, he jumped unscathed and jumped over the house.

"You can see that this guy is ready to perform his soul skills. Funeral Night silently recited, and sure enough, within a few seconds, a soul power cannonball was thrown from the direction of Burial Night.

After several days of continuous practice and explanation, the golden black and white pupils of the funeral night were actually the eagle eyes given to him by the elder, and he was familiar with the realm of hundreds of miles to control and could see short-term soul power fluctuations.

"Damn it, why is this guy so tough. One of the bandits leader couldn't help but ask.

"Wang Er quickly went to inform the third commander, reported the situation here, and quickly called reinforcements to come to support. ”

"Yes, Captain Zeng Hu. Wang Er said, quickly running towards the direction of the enchantment.

The leader of the thieves named Zeng Hu took out an elixir from his waist and swallowed it, and suddenly his soul power increased dramatically, and he leaped towards the burial night in an instant.

"This is the Berserk Pill, which can allow me to enter the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm in a short period of time, I see how arrogant you are now. Zeng Hu said, pulling out the long sword behind him, and the sharp long sword speed entered the tiger as he descended the mountain and stabbed the eyebrows of the burial night.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. As soon as the Burial Night Spirit dodged, the random body rolled downward, and kicked Zeng Hu straight in the air.

But Zeng Hu was the strength of the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm at this moment, but in the battle of the full gathering, he did not have the slightest light on the enemy, and under the high-speed reaction, he used his sword body to block the flying kick of the funeral night.

"So what's the trick!" The soul power of the ghost hand of the burial night gathered, the hand formed a claw shape, and the blue soul power suddenly exploded, and a vast attack rushed straight towards Zeng Hu.

Zeng Hu was shocked, the speed and soul power of this explosion made it difficult for him to imagine that the ghost hand boy in front of him was a soul who had just entered the spirit transformation realm.

"Rock slash. Zeng Hu took advantage of the situation and used all his strength to cooperate with the long sword to release the soul technique, and suddenly a crescent-like sharp slash collided with the ghost hand.

Suddenly, the tiles on the house flew up, and the soil on the ground released by the soul power was suspended.

Thick smoke enveloped the two of them, and the thieves under the house were even taken a few steps back by the powerful force projectile.

"Ahh ”

"Lord Zeng Hu. ”

"Demon... Devil. ”

As soon as the camera turned, the smoke cleared, and I saw that Zeng Hu had fallen under a pool of blood, and the sharp sword he was carrying was actually cut in two. His eyes widened in the white holes of dead silence, and after a moment, his breath was completely extinguished.

On the other hand, on the night of the funeral, the hair that was originally tied loosely under the huge impact, but he was not substantially harmed, he patted the dust on his body and still looked at the thieves under the house proudly.

With long black hair fluttering and golden pupils with a chilling gaze, the original gray clothes of the funeral night have been dyed dark red with blood, and in the eyes of the thieves, it is like a killing god descending.

After a while, he jumped off the eaves of the funeral night and said to the thieves in a cold voice: "It's your turn next." ”